tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24985860677917497322024-03-12T21:12:48.159-05:00 oh, those kahles ...one day at a time. one day at a time. one day at a time. one da ...- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.comBlogger2047125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-1782993641948480392019-05-14T15:17:00.000-05:002019-05-14T15:18:01.919-05:00goo gooby gooFacebook rules my life right now (not really) so I laid this blog down for a nap. It's still napping, but every once in awhile I try to lift it up again and remember how much fun I had playing with it.<br />
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It's still sleeping, but I'm just about to lower the crib side and see if it can stand up for a moment. Come to mama ...<br />
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Ooh, the knees are a bit wobbly. The feet are struggling to stand ... but that hand is reaching out for the pacifier. And a bottle. And ... an entire box of Arrowroot cookies. Yep, that's my child.<br />
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While the ol' blog is blinking and trying to get a feel for the world again ... let me grace you with this little bitty napper. She was mad at her daddy for leaving her ... and going off to the military to save the world ... and save Kauai from Hurricane Iniki.<br />
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When they were reunited ... well, I'm just glad I had my camera rolling.<br />
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It's just me, checking in again, albeit way late ...<br />
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It's cold in McKinney, there's ice on my car, my garage is full, my storage unit is full, my daughter sold her car and she's driving Rick's now. He's carless and hating it. We spent the evening at WalMart last night (whee) and I came home with a new trash can. Again, whee. We're headed to a basketball game tonight and I'm looking forward to eating the peanuts. I'm carb-free now ... so I'm hoping I can have the peanuts. <br />
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Liz has a new job at a book publishing firm and she's just been promoted to a publicist. Ted Danson's ex-wife is one of her clients and that seems to be all she can talk about ... Casey Danson this and Casey Danson that ...<br />
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And I'm in the process of buying a new car. My lease is up in April and I want to have another car all ready to go. Like now. I can't seem to stay off of car-buying websites. Jeep. <br />
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Low carb, SUV, Cirque D'Soleil, Sunroof ... those are the only words in my vocabulary anymore.<br />
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Jeep.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-14594298866531710682018-12-20T09:53:00.001-06:002018-12-20T09:53:41.565-06:00december 20thIt's only been a month ... that's not so bad, given what all has happened in the last 30ish days.<br />
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Rick decided that he hadn't been to the hospital in awhile and thought it would be fun to be there over Christmas. Yeah, no.<br />
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We do have a dress and all that goes with that. No shoes, though. But Elizabeth wanted to wear tennies anyway.<br />
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We did have a cake ... um, that's partially in our freezer, partially in my tummy.<br />
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We had a venue, we had a getaway car and we had the table decor. We also had the easels for holding the games and the photos and such.<br />
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So ... Liz was going to be partially dressed and I was going to be partially fed. We could've sat at a beautiful table and looked at some easels. And then made a quick getaway in her little red car.<br />
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Sounds like a good wedding to me!<br />
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Now ... if we only had a groom.<br />
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.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-18325793551125637222018-11-12T14:14:00.000-06:002018-11-12T14:14:10.169-06:00it's been awhile ...... and so much has happened to our little Kahle klan, most of it heartbreaking.<br />
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I doubt the details are as important as the fact that the Kahles are recovering and pulling themselves up by the bootstraps and moving on. That truly is the most important part.<br />
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It's November now, the month that the <i>Wedding of the Year</i> was due to take place. It will not be. There's no more Ben ... in fact, was there ever a Ben? Well, there was ... but not the Ben that we all wanted and hoped for and yes, even loved. That Ben no longer exists.<br />
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There's still an Elizabeth ... and she's recovering. She was hit (read: blindsided) the hardest by the cancellation of the wedding. But she's in her own apartment now and starting a new life in Frisco, Texas.<br />
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There's still a Kris ... and she was hit hard, financially. The apartment she signed her name to still exists along with a second one that she is downsizing to. The invisible Ben never moved into the original apartment and the very visible Elizabeth now occupies the smaller one. Nothing occupies my wallet anymore.<br />
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And there's still a Rick. He sat back, watched it all unfold and just shook his head. He's still shaking his head. And his piggy bank.<br />
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But ... you know what? We're just fine. Elizabeth was shown a tremendous amount of love through all of this and so were we. Our house is coming along fine and soon the holidays will be here. I found my Christmas decor and I'm bound and determined to put it all up, all over the place. I love me some Christmas decorations and I'm gonna smear them all around our house!<br />
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Ho Ho Ho! Wait, Gobble Gobble! Gotta get some turkey in me first.<br />
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Elizabeth's best friend is getting married on Saturday and tonight is her wedding shower. <br />
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Every night this week and next and next and next ... are all booked. And then, of course, there's a wedding coming. Hers.<br />
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How are the wedding plans coming along, you ask? Well, we have a dress. And a venue. And that is darn close to all we have. This move has been the death of us ... and nothing else has gotten done.<br />
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So here I sit. "I Love Lucy" is on in the background and there's a water bottle in my hand. And a laptop in front of me. So much to do and ... absolutely no desire to do it. <br />
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Remind me not to move again. Ever. Not even off of this couch.<br />
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.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-49738889636425046542018-09-14T16:41:00.000-05:002018-09-14T16:41:16.068-05:00wow. just wow.July was a long time ago.<br />
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Nah, not really. Not when you've moved twice or three times or four. And not when your daughter has moved countless times, too.<br />
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And your fridge died and your house flooded (again) and it's rained and it's rained and it's rained. My back went out, my hip went out and today I have a headache.<br />
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Are you done complaining, Kris? No, not quite.<br />
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My daughter and her fiancee broke up several times and my own husband went into the hospital. Our mail got lost and my dog got out and got lost.<br />
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I'm going to move to the Adirondacks and start over. Wanna buy my car?<br />
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And that was just all in July.<br />
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Just kidding.<br />
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Let's catch up real quick ... Today is September 14th and Elizabeth recovered from her Celiac Sprue flareup and is now back in Hawaii living and working on a cruise ship. She's performing her heart out, I hear. Ben is there, too, pouring enough drinks to sink a ship. Rick lives in McKinney, out of my hair. He has officially taken up residence in our new house. Buddy lives there, too. He did get out and explored the neighborhoods, late one night ... in the rain. Good thing he has a GPS around his neck. And a light. He was NOT incognito like he though. Jeannie and I are still in the apartment, cleaning it up and closing it down. I'm getting it prepped for a stint with AIR BNB because I'm an expert at it now. Okay, I'm not, but I like to think I am.<br />
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And one of our two PODS arrived yesterday and boxes are EVERYWHERE in our new house. Good grief we have a lot of stuff ... and that's just the beginning. We have another whole POD to go AND a full double storage unit. Never mind all of the stuff that's still in our apartment.<br />
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I can't even wrap my head around all that still needs to be sold. <br />
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Garage sale anyone?<br />
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AND ... the new house has ants. THREE WHOLE DAYS worth! Yep, I've been exterminating ants for three days. 409, my go to bug killer DOES NOT WORK on McKinney ants. I guess McKinney ants are indestructible.<br />
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The coffee pot isn't though. I plugged it in and it instantly died. <br />
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We are down one fridge, one coffee pot and one Kris. I'm about to die, too.<br />
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I'll never move again. I'll never move again. I'll never move again. I'll never move again. I'll ...<br />
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.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-49934560884859617492018-07-31T16:32:00.000-05:002018-07-31T16:32:20.339-05:00sailing, sailing ... flooding, flooding ...So, we did go to Hawaii. We were fortunate enough to set sail on my daughter's ship, The Pride of America, and get to see her in action at some of her work events.<br />
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We also met her "intended", Ben Adams. Lovely man. Lovely couple. We will be proud to have him join our little family.<br />
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While in Hawaii, we heard the most beautiful words in the world; "You have an offer on your house" from our real estate agent. You don't know how much I wanted to hear those words. I nearly cried.<br />
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Being in Hawaii though, I realized that I would no longer be able to hide scuff marks or cracks in the walls nor water damage. I became stressed, worrying about hiding things and making the house sellable, but what could I do? We had an offer. And those words sat above any concerns that I had for the house.<br />
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We packed and we packed and we packed. And Rick got sicker and sicker and sicker. And the Texas weather got hotter and hotter and hotter. And Elizabeth and Ben (the intended) jetted off to Scotland and England ... and watched their luggage not follow them. They spent two weeks with us in Frisco all the while waiting on their luggage to catch up to them. <br />
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One phone call from WFAA and dang! The airline found the luggage! In Baltimore, of all places. Go figure.<br />
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More packing, more closing junk on the house .... and finally the luggage arrived. WFAA arrived, too. They came back to film the actual proposal ... which was pretty darn cute! We all hauled off to The Shops At Legacy and watched Ben propose ... and watched the news station film it.<br />
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Just when you think you've got it all under control ... the escrow folks would not close until Rick could sign, OUTSIDE of THE HOSPITAL, which he couldn't do. Why? Because Rick's little bout of a bladder infection began to spread ALL THROUGH HIS BODY ... enough that his bloodstream was infected and he had to be put in isolation. NO ONE would go through the trouble to gown up and go in for Rick to sign the closing papers. Not even the HOSPITAL NOTARY. Like, seriously?<br />
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So, we waited. And we extended our closing date. And we searched for an apartment. And we found ourselves NOT getting into any of the apartments that we wanted to ... sad tale after sad tale. We were about to be homeless. And you know what? I didn't care. I knew we'd be fine. <br />
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So, Elizabeth was now engaged, Rick began to improve by leaps and bounds (turns out he was also a bit toxic and had to get some of those awful pain meds out of this body) and dang if ELIZABETH didn't turn around and get sick. OF COURSE SHE DID.<br />
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We were still packing and packing and packing ... and getting further and further behind it seemed.<br />
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We finally had to call out for help ... which we did get, in the way of four women who stepped up and helped us. Note: <b>Women</b>. Yep. Women for the win!<br />
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So, to summarize, we finally did close on our house once Rick was out of isolation. We nearly emptied our Creek Point house (a wayward desk and a few garage items had to stay behind, sadly) and moved into an apartment complex overlooking a baseball park in Frisco. We have belongings in two different PODS and a storage unit AND WITH OUR MOVING COMPANY. Yeah, don't tell me about having too much stuff. That's all I hear from my dear, darling daughter.<br />
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107 degrees, 108 degrees, 109 degrees. The temperature kept a'climbin'. Life got hotter and busier and crazier ... but we were out of that house. <br />
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And ... on July 31st, I returned to work. Suddenly my summer break was over and you know what? I'm totally ready. That was the wildest summer ever and I'm happy to see it go.<br />
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Rick is home in the apartment with me. Buddy and Jeannie are there, too. And Elizabeth is recovered and prepping to return to her ship for one final contract ... and to her beloved, Ben.<br />
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And there's a wedding in the works (November 30th) and that's what's on our minds now. Floods don't bother me now ... HOWEVER, if the wedding goes off as planned, well, it'll be the hottest day of the year and yet, it'll rain. We won't be ready on time and the dress will be delivered to Kansas. And the whole place will flood. I just know it.<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-29579140057661428222018-05-18T16:34:00.000-05:002018-05-18T16:34:25.746-05:00but before we can go ..."Excuse me, Ma'am. We can replace this blown air conditioner for a mere $9000. Shall we go ahead."<br />
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Yep, it got a might hot in our house two days ago. And the puddle on the floor beneath one of the a/c returns got a might big. I had the choice of calling a plumber or an a/c repairman for help. Opted for the a/c man ... and whaddya know! I was right! I only had to pay an a/c man this time.<br />
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$9000 later, we have a new, working unit. Of course, we are $9000 poorer now. Heck we're just flat-out poor.<br />
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Rick explained to the repairman that we are poor ... and that we are headed off to Hawaii on Saturday. That nice man gave us a discount of $1000. Thank you, Rick. Next time keep your big mouth shut about heading to Hawaii.<br />
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$9000 ... according to EVERYONE I KNOW or have ever met ... is <b><i>WAY </i></b>over-priced for an a/c. AND we didn't really get a new one. Just a bunch of new parts. <br />
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Ugh.<br />
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I am going to Hawaii to rest, recover, relax and FORGET about life in the states.<br />
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In case I don't have very good reception on the ship (that's my daughter's excuse for why she doesn't text/call/email very often) I will see you all when I return on the 27th. My daughter will be 27 then, engaged, embarking on a new life ... and I'll still be poor. POORER, in fact, just thinking about a wedding.<br />
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- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-10977557523610566942018-05-17T14:53:00.000-05:002018-05-17T14:53:11.539-05:00so saturday is the day ...<div style="text-align: center;">
This <i>very</i> Saturday, <i>this coming</i> Saturday, I will ...</div>
meet my daughter's boyfriend<br />
meet my daughter's soon-to-be fiance (yes, same person)<br />
see my daughter's workplace<br />
see my daughter's living quarters<br />
eat at the restaurant that she eats at daily<br />
eat at the restaurant that she can never eat at (but I can)<br />
order drinks at the bar that she hangs out in (her bf is the head bartender)<br />
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and just, in general, enjoy all that Honolulu has to offer ... aboard a big ship.<br />
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Sunday we'll head to Maui and start the process all over again.<br />
Monday we'll disembark and try out the "Road to Hana". I've always wanted to do that.<br />
Tuesday we'll head to the Big Island and see if it's still there. There's been a volcano erupting, I hear.<br />
Wednesday we'll change positions on that Big Ol' Island, provided it's still there.<br />
Thursday we'll head to Kauai and take in a Luau. The pig is already trying to escape ...<br />
And on Saturday, back we go to Honolulu for an extra day. <br />
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It's a whirlwind and I'm very nervous. Yes, I am. And I don't know why.<br />
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Maybe it's because of Rick and his pain problems. Or his cognitive problems. Or all of his problems in general. Maybe I'm the problem. Most likely ...<br />
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Maybe it's because I was just in Honolulu in October ... and it weren't real pretty. Maybe it's because I don't like ships. Or harbors. Or flying. Or travelling. Or vacationing.<br />
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Odd. I used to live on a cruise ship. I grew up around harbors. I used to be a flight attendant. I used to be a travel agent.<br />
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So this happened. About three houses down from where I live ... this happened. And it happened four times. Four LOUD bangs, pops and ka-booms!</div>
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Four times my power went off. The fourth time, it stayed off. </div>
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All of the neighbors came out of their homes (of course, everyone was curious) and it really was a pleasant evening, chatting with everyone, meeting new neighbors, asking if anyone wanted to buy my house ... yes, I actually threw that comment in a couple of times.</div>
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Seriously, it was pleasant. I've always liked catastrophes, though.</div>
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I, however, live on the street where the explosion happened. I was without power for nigh on seven hours.</div>
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I was told to go find my candles and flashlights while we still had some daylight. So I did that. None of the flashlights had batteries and I only found two candles and no candle holders. I was not worried, I had a phone. Of course, the phone was nearly without power. Okay, THEN I worried. </div>
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Sitting in the dark was ... quiet. Rick was napping (he never knew what hit him) and the dog and I had literally nothing to do after we'd exhausted all of the fun of searching for candles and flashlights. And the house just got darker.</div>
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-73317699442770365652018-05-01T11:56:00.003-05:002018-05-01T11:56:49.396-05:00desperationFearing that my house will never sell, I done went and lowered the price again. We are now $25,000 lower than when we first started this game. This silly, silly game.<br />
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That's $25,000 that I will not have to buy a new car (I wasn't in the market anyway), $25,000 that I won't have to spend in Hawaii (and yes, I could find a way to spend that in Hawaii) and $25,000 that I won't have to spend online at Zulily. Shut up.<br />
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Hey, maybe I could retire! Oh wait, I'm not actually <i>getting</i> that $25,000 ...<br />
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<span class="uficommentbody">I have found the most amazing partner I could ever
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;)- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-60621823685071174352018-04-26T16:16:00.000-05:002018-04-26T16:16:20.662-05:00prince charmingIn exactly 23 days, I'll meet my future son-in-law.<br />
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I've never actually wondered about this day; where it would take place, when that day would be ... but I've always wondered what he would be like and how he would fit with Elizabeth.<br />
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Medium build, medium height. Medium to dark brown hair. Young, but a couple of years older than Elizabeth. A degree (or close to it) in some sort of something that would lead to a regular ol' office job, even though she desperately wanted someone who knew Hollywood inside and out.<br />
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And trim. I pictured someone wearing jeans (niceish jeans) and a dark polo shirt. His version of dressed up. Yes, I was not hoping for a GQ man; not a magazine-pretty man. My guy for her has some dirt on his hands, but not too much.<br />
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He also can wrangle her down. She can be headstrong, but he could calm her with his gentleness and kindness.<br />
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She has a cat ... but he doesn't care for cats ... but would put up with hers for the sake of their marriage.<br />
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In exactly 23 days, I'll be meeting a man that fits absolutely ...<br />
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NONE OF THAT.<br />
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Yep, I'm a good guesser. Not.<br />
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Mr. Benjamin Lee Adams has won Elizabeth's heart and, may I add, mine. Rick is still working on opening his up to Ben ... but she and I both know he will.<br />
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Mr. Adams is purt near the opposite of everything listed above.<br />
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He's not a medium build, he's fit as a fiddle. Not medium height, he's STINKIN' TALL. Try 6'5" on for size. And please note, Elizabeth is a whoppin' 5'2". Hooo doggy. He's a tall drink of water. And, I mentioned fit as a fiddle ... I'm told he works out everyday. She likes to, too ... but hers is mostly for show. His seems real.<br />
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I imagine he does wear jeans and a dark polo shirt, but I ain't seen it yet. So far, I've only seen a work uniform. That's right, he wears a work uniform, as does she. They work at the same company. On the same ship, actually. Fortunately they're in the same state.<br />
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Is he a couple of years older than Elizabeth? Nope. Try 19. Okay, 18 1/2. She's about to have a birthday and he just had one. So, uh, closer to 19.<br />
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He doesn't work in an office ... he's the head bartender on their ship. She likes that. I hope she doesn't like that<i> too</i> much. I'll judge that when I meet him.<br />
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He hasn't mentioned cats yet ... but he does like dogs. I plan to offer him ours. And Elizabeth's cat, you know, to break him in.<br />
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Most importantly, HE CAN WRANGLE ELIZABETH. We've always prayed for a nice young man to enter Elizabeth's life to take care of her and watch over her. He has assured me (via telephone) that he's up for that job.<br />
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I don't know much else to say until I meet him ... but I do have this video that I like. It shows a side of both of them that puts my heart at ease. She gets goofy/giddy and he wrangles her back into line. Yea Ben!<br />
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I will have it in <i>all </i>but one bathroom, and of course, it will be in the kitchen. But I began to feel that the dining room and the family room would feel left out ... so I just signed away to have granite put there, too.<br />
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And because I'm crazy, I decided to have a garage sale this weekend. It's supposed to rain. Strike that, it's supposed to STORM! <br />
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And because I'm crazy, I just signed up to be a hippo in a game at my school.<br />
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Never mind that my back is out currently. Never mind that I'm risking it to go <i>back out</i> during this game (assuming it ever comes back in.) And never mind that I'm NOT 21 anymore. Nor 31, 41 or even 51. Never mind that I'm crazy.<br />
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By the way, those fools on the floor grabbing balls? Those are the hippos. The very thing I signed up to be.<br />
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But speaking of really, really crazy ... I reorganized my garage last night. (Gee, I wonder why my back is out!) Stuff I'm keeping over here ... stuff for said garage sale over there ... and stuff that I'm hiding from Rick goes under here.<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-6886120405698958122018-04-11T18:07:00.000-05:002018-04-11T18:07:16.825-05:00gettin' readyOur little rondevous cruise is over a month away. In fact, it's 5 weeks away. It's also 38 days away. It's also not close enough to begin packing for. And yet, that's what Rick is doing. Packing.<br />
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I'm packing, too, but not for the trip. I'm packing for a move down the road. Up the road? Either way, I'm packing up everything I see. Rick is packing up everything he sees, too, but he ain't helping me switch houses. He's readying himself for a vacay.<br />
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Rick has been through a not-so-fun surgery and I've been through wall painting, spackling, packing, planting, cleaning, patching, band-aiding and hiding. <b><i> I</i></b> haven't been hiding, but I've been hiding cracks. I've hidden the dog a few times, too. The cat pretty much stays hidden all the time, so no worries there.<br />
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I've also driven through every drive-thru in Frisco that gives out treats for dogs. Yes, we head out with our dog every time the house is being shown. The dog does NOT love it, until we get to Andy's and get him ice cream. Our local ice cream shop gives out ice cream to traveling pups. Starbucks givcs out puppucinos and if I could remember the other three places I've learned about, we'd head there as well. For now it has to be puppucinos and ice cream.<br />
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.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-91024226282892063692018-04-05T16:49:00.000-05:002018-04-05T16:49:14.484-05:00aloha oyWe'z headin' back to the land of sunshine and industry. Yep, Hawaii. It just ain't what it used to be and it just ain't paradise. It IS industrious, though. But nope, nothing paradis-y about it no more. But we're going. And this time we'll get to actually set foot on Elizabeth's ship. We didn't do that last time (in October) when we went to surprise her ... and when I went to celebrate turning ... turning ... well, turning THAT number. Still can't say it. Let's just say I'm old.<br />
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So, we'll take her cruise, watch her work and then head back to the <i>mainland, </i>as the islanders call it.<br />
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We'll disembark on a Saturday and oops, couldn't get a flight back until the next day. Dang. Have to stay one more day in Paradise ... even though it ain't Paradise. But it really is. And day on vacation is paradise to me.<br />
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After studying prices and location and proximity to the beach, I picked out a Marriott, cuz, let's face it, I do Marriotts and Hiltons. Occasionally I'll even do a Sheraton. But this time? It was a Marriott.<br />
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I scoured and poured over all of the hotel photos and was surprised to learn a few facts about my beloved little Marriott. Maybe even about Honolulu in general.<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-46040792371495489872018-04-02T11:22:00.001-05:002018-04-02T11:23:12.956-05:00in honor of easter ...Since Easter was yesterday and since I'm all about posting opposite of what everyone else does ... here's a video that I found quite amusing. No religious tones (although I AM all about that) and no chocolate bunnies (had quite enough of those yesterday, thank you very much) ...<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-64405547580017242842018-03-27T17:06:00.000-05:002018-03-27T17:06:01.687-05:00Warning: Graphic Images Warning: Graphic Images Warning: Grrrrrr.....Sometimes I just don't have the strength to ................... and other times I just don't have the strength to ...................... You may fill in those blanks for me cuz I just don't have any strength left.<br />
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Yawn.<br />
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Wait, I'm typing. That's a good sign.<br />
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So ... here's the latest.<br />
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Our being-built house began to get ready just a little too quickly. Suddenly we had a date for closing and we hadn't even put our current house on the market. I brought in a friend to help me de-clutter the current house ... and the job was so big that we filled up a giant pod (still sitting on my driveway) with clutter still being found everywhere, around the house.<br />
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Know what <i>ISN'T CLUTTER?</i> TV remotes. My packer packed and packed and packed. She packed up everything. She packed up remotes. Yes, we are TVless. And yes, we are sad.<br />
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But the house finally began to take shape and look purt near ready to put on the market, which it now is.<br />
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However, we still couldn't slow down the progress of the house we were having built. So, we cancelled that one, and bought us a new one. This is now HOUSE #3 that we have attempted to build. I've chosen tile and flooring and bricks and carpet and cabinet colors and drawers and who knows what else for TWO HOUSES so far ... and this Friday, I'll go at it again. Whee. Picking all those colors and textures and styles and carpet just isn't the fun that it sounds like. In fact, it's a four hour long experience of realizing that you <i>can't </i>afford what you want and you <i>can</i> afford everything you don't like. Harumph.<br />
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So, the house is for sale, the new house is selected and right in the middle of it all .... Rick does this:<br />
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.- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-67408150693035213792018-03-09T12:32:00.000-06:002018-03-09T12:32:12.538-06:00bang, bang .... my baby shot me downThe reference to Cher's song actually does not apply here. My baby didn't shoot me down. But the roofers did. Down, dead. And I was ready to shoot all of THEM at 6 AM this morning.<br />
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So ... the roof is going up; the buckled wall has been repaired; and all is right with the world.<br />
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Oh wait. We still haven't had the surgery.<br />
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Okay ... once we get the surgery taken care of, all will be right with the world.<br />
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Oh wait. We still have to find a house to live in.<br />
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Okay ... once we decide on which house to buy, all will be ...<br />
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Oh wait. Gotta sell our house first.<br />
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So ... the roof is going up; the buckled wall ...<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">NOTHING IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD!</span></b><br />
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Except Spring Break starts in approximately THREE hours.<br />
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Ahhhhh, all is right with the world.<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-43927384882817666002018-03-08T04:49:00.000-06:002018-03-08T04:49:10.248-06:00spoke. too. soon.There will be no surgery today and poor Rick was counting the moments. <br />
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Rick needs an Echocardiogram (EKG?) and a stress test. Those two items alone we were told he'd already had so there was no need to worry. Well, I should've worried. I'm worried now ...<br />
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So: new roof - <span style="color: red;">check</span><br />
new wall - <span style="color: red;"> check</span><br />
new non-buckling floor - <span style="color: red;">check</span><br />
<span style="color: red;"> </span>new house -<span style="color: red;"> check</span><br />
new back surgery - FORGET IT.<br />
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I am not frustrated, I am not frustrated, I am not frustrated, I am not frustrated.<br />
I AM FRUSTRATED.<br />
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Those thirty-seven days till surgery? The count is growing ... with no end in sight.<br />
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Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven, one hundred eleven ...<br />
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Two thousand seventeen ....<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-2966694693249908092018-03-07T10:18:00.003-06:002018-03-07T10:18:58.628-06:00some things are just so simple ...Some things are so simple, they're funny. And some things are so ridiculously simple that you just stand and marvel at them.<br />
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This, however, is not one of those things.<br />
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Surgery for Rick has been in the works since <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">NOVEMBER</span>. That's November of <i>last year</i>. He was scheduled for a spine stimulator trial in November that didn't actually happen until <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">JANUARY 30TH. </span> Two days later and it would've been February. Good grief.<br />
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So, after the trial, and after we were told he qualified, we were told that he would receive the "real" surgery, the "real" stimulator within two weeks ...<i> four weeks</i> at the <span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">VERY MOST</span>. Um, it's been <b>THIRTY-SEVEN DAYS</b> now and surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. <br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">HOWEVER ...</span><br />
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We're only a "GO" if Doctor A will sign off on the procedure, which she won't do until she receives a copy of the cardiac clearance that was faxed to the surgeon. The cardiologist sent the clearance to the surgeon, skipping Doctor A. In the meantime, the hospital needs the chest XRAY that Doctor A is in possession of ... but won't send until she has the cardiac clearance.<br />
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So ... our family room wall is being repaired right this moment; the floor-buckling people are at my house right now fixing the floor-buckles; our roof is being replaced on Friday and I have packers coming tonight to help me load up the POD that's sitting in my driveway. It's easier to plan a house move ... than to schedule Rick's surgery.<br />
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<br />- Kris -http://www.blogger.com/profile/03305641980522392924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498586067791749732.post-67548978169314425422018-03-04T07:59:00.000-06:002018-03-04T07:59:18.334-06:00Hooray for Hollywood ...<br />
If you're going to be a KAHLE, you have to perform.<br />
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Here's the latest performing Kahle ... BUDDY. Advertising for Melissa Bankard's Farmer's Insurance ... PET INSURANCE! Go, Buddy!<br />
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Nice hat ...<br />
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