Donna, David, Brenda, & Dylan

Last week my 18 year old niece asked me what to wear for a college 90's party.   The 90's.  I FREAKING LOVE THE 90's.  My running playlist consists of songs like:  Run DMC - It's Tricky, En Vogue - Free Your Mind, Billy Ocean - Get out of my Dreams and the dorkiness list continues...


But the 90's had it all.  And I was shocked that my dearest niece couldn't think of anything to wear.  Sadly, I no longer possess my teal MC Hammer pants for her to borrow.  But I do own my Donna Martin Graduates shirt.  But just think back to the TGIF days, the 90's fashion, and all the heart felt memories that these shows created for us:

1.  Blossom - Who didn't want to rock the flower baby doll dresses, big hats, combat boots, and hear Joey say, "WHOA" every day??  Because I sure did.  
















2.  Full House - "What ever happened to predictibility? The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV. Everywhere you look , everywhere you go (there's a heart). There's a heart. A hand to hold onto."   You know you are picturing Jesse, Joey, Bob Saget, and the Olson twins running across the grass in good ol San Fran in the TV's opener.  As cheesy as this show was and still is, I just can't help watching reruns at odd hours of the night.  Just takes me back. 




3.  Saved by the Bell"When I wake up in the morning and the alarm gives out a warning.  It's alright cause I'm saved by the....It's alright 'coz I'm saved by the Bell"  New Belgium Brewery might make my favorite six pack, but my favorite pack of six friends that got me through some tough times was Zach, Kelly, Lisa, Jesse, Slater, and Screech.  Who hasn't had these six touch and change their lives in one way or another.  I mean, "Doing the Lisa" became one of my favorite dances and the song "I'm so excited" never had the same meaning after the drugged addicted Jesse screamed out, "I'm so scared."  I really have these six to thank for many things such as over sized scrunchies and an endless crush on Zach Morris and AC Slater.  

4.  90210:  Now I can't post the lyrics to this one, but this song is so well known and brings back such good memories to me, that it too ends up on my work out playlist.  (Don't worry, the dork meter continues to rise for Kat.)   90210 had it all.  Love triangles, booze at prom, the Peach Pit, the Noxzema girl, and yes...the first McDreamy: Dylan McKay.  And unlike the Bell, 90210 was actually very successful in the College Years and even beyond.  I can't tell you enough how much I wish I had the box set of this Spelling Masterpiece.   And I must put on the record that the new 90210...does not even compare!! 


























Step by Step

I can't believe it...Our little Mr. T is finally walking!!  I was always so worried that it would happen when I wasn't there and at work.  I had even told Gator Guy that if it happens at daycare, to just not even tell me and let it happen at home for me.  (So who knows if this actually occurred, but I will take it!)  Last night just before bed, he decided to take off and conquer the world!!   Check out videos of the first steps here

I must admit...

I have turned into that girl.  That girl that I swore I would never become.  The girl that now freaking LOVES Dancing with the Stars! 

I know its terrible.  You would think I watch enough TV with Mother, Grey's, the Bach, and the list goes on.  And even though you never know what you are going to get with Pamela or the fact that Nicole is realistically a professional dancer herself, or do we know just how high on the cheesy meter  Jake will go... but I just can't get enough of one couple:   
Erin Andrews and Maksim.  
And to think that these two might actually be dating in real life?!?  Just so darn cute.  Please say it is so, because the last time I liked a celebrity couple (Taylor & Taylor), they had broken up before I could publish the post. 

And yes, she may have a peep past, but as I watched tonight, she became more of my wanna-be-BFF when she chomped her way as she cheered!!  (I promise, not every post will be Gator related, but I just can't help being on this Tebow high still.)

Seriously Erin, please call me when if you are going to make it to a Bronco game this fall.  Because I can tailgate with the best of them!!

The Stiletto Awards

My favorite Gator Gal at The Tales of Little Bitty awarded me with a Stiletto Award!  Awww....Thanks Trace!!  Check out her blog and you will soon realize why we are blogger friends.  Gator fans are just everywhere.  So thanks again for the Stiletto award, and now it is my turn to pass on the L-O-V-E.

What is a Stiletto Award???

There are thousands of blogs, and there are hundreds of awards. The Stiletto Award is a little different than most!

The Stiletto Award Is For Excellence in Blogging!
I want to salute the women who balance life, family & relationships with style & class! Those women who share their experiences with us…who encourage us, inspire us, teach us, make us laugh and basically keep us going! You know who they are! While you read this blog, your family is looking at you wondering what the heck you are laughing about so hard…or why the tissue is necessary for internet browsing. It’s the one that the kids are excited about cuz a new post means a new craft project or family outing. The one that inspires you to be a better mom, friend, person in general. The one that reminds you that we are all “in this life together” and you’re not the only one going through the hard stuff. The one that you secretly wish your blog was like…
If you’ve received this award, someone out there thinks you deserve it! Be proud! Display the badge with honor! You earned it…after all it means that you brought something special to at least one other person, and really, isn’t that what life’s all about????

THE RULES!

This blog is meant to be shared, to be given out, to be bestowed upon any and ALL women who exemplify what the stiletto represents. If you’ve received this award, here’s what you do:
1. Display your Stiletto Badge of Honor on your sidebar! Wear it with pride!
2. BRAG ABOUT IT
3. SAY THANKS
4. SHARE THE LOVE

5. DO WHAT YOU DO...keep at it. Keep inspiring and encouraging and sharing your life! We love it and we thank you!!!

And so...here are my favorite Mom's that I pass this award to:
  1. Elaine @ My First Baby Bump
  2. Kat @ Mama's Losin' It
  3. Laura @ Melodramommy
  4. Kelly @ You Make Me Live
  5. Browneyes @ The White Blue Sky (formally Larry's Ass)
  6. Christene @ Breakfast at Target
  7. Julia @ My Life in Transition
  8. Lisa @ High Heels and Sweatshirts
  9. Heather @ Run Faster Mommy

Pack your bags Tebow...you're headed to Mile High.


 
I'm so excited I can hardly handle it.  Tim Tebow is coming to Denver.  The Denver Broncos.  Tim Tebow.  Our two worlds have now collided.  

Kat and Gator Guy love the Broncos:  


Kat and Gator Guy love the Gators:  


Mr. T Loves the Gators:


Mr. T Loves the Broncos:



Put it all together....and the magic is about to begin.


I can hear his arteries clogging...

Gator Guy just IMed me saying:  "I ate the KFC Double Down today".  

I quickly Google this one. 












Bread...  Who needs bread???  MEAT.  Gator Guy wants Meat.  Bacon.  And lots of Cheese.

I sit here in shock.... in aw.... that my Mr. Healthy Fitness (who gets up to flip ginormous tires at the track and throws kegs in the backyard downed this sucker for lunch.)

And even better, he then says, "Its actually not that bad for you." 
But I guess, I can't complain.  I will take down a Cold Stone like a champ any day.  So if he wants to cheat on with this greasiness...more power to him.  Just will take a few more Kegs throws to work off that monster.

Next on the Menu...












A conversation from Happy Hour:

Kat telling Val about BFF's pregnancy:  "Yeah so she has Placenta Primavera."

Confused looks

Kat:  "Wait, that's not it.  Isn't that a pasta?"

My Dearest T:  "I think I made that for dinner last week."

*And yes, I know the correct term is Placenta Previa

And my new purse shall be....

This one.  Especially on a day like today.  Cheers Ladies!!

Kat's Public Service Announcement:

I am NOT pregnant.  I repeat....I am NOT Pregnant. 

Leave it up to my love for Jacob to send the wrong message.  Ok...it had nothing to do with Jacob (or as Gator Guy now calls him as I gaze at my calendar, "Gaycob").  But in my last post, I wrote:

"And so, I am devoting April to taking down those horse sized vitamins and pills in hopes of being healthier, stronger, and waiting on Mr. T's little sister."

Now I read this and see nothing wrong with it.  Because I know that I am talking about birth control pills, and WAITING on Mr. T's little sister.  As in WAITING until pulling the goalie and therefore his little sister is no where near in the picture.  But then again, my writing makes sense to me...And apparently not my family.  My late night texts:

From the Super Mom Sister-in-law, "still up?"
And from my Dearest Niece, Kay, "You're pregnant?!?!"

WAIT, WHAT??  I'm Pregnant???  After reading the first text at 3am and calming myself down out of all the possibilities as to why my SIL is texting me in the middle of night (oh how my mind wonders when I'm half asleep), I finally comprehend my niece's text.  I'm pregnant???  How did this happen?  Oh wait...its my body, and I am NOT pregnant.  Whew...that was a close one. 

So after clearing up the misunderstanding this morning, I have decided to clear it up in the blog world too.  

So please note, that for my Goooals, I am devoting April to taking vitamins to become healthier and stronger (not for a baby because I am NOT pregnant, but for my Marathon Training and my overall health).  I will also get better at taking birth control pills to WAIT, to PAUSE, to DELAY, to NOT HAVE another baby, because I am NOT pregnant.  

Ps...to my family and friends, please know that I would NEVER post a BFP on my blog before Spreading the word properly. 

Vitamins & Wolves

So it just hit me...it is April. And there are two reasons I get excited for the beginning of a new month:

1)  My Gooooals:  April Fools marks the day that I get to set a new Goal to conquer.  So far, I have mastered my January, February, and March goooals.  What will April be???  

Vitamins.  Supplements.  Pills.  I am Terrible at taking my vitamins.  I tend to pop 'em when Gator Guy or Mr. T gets sick in hopes of beating the spread.  But I need more than just that.  Because let's be honest, whose diet these days really does have everything in it that our bodies need.  And I'm ok (not great, but ok) at taking the tiny BC pill every day, but when it comes to reordering the next pack,...FAIL.  I come up with every excuse in the book than to just refill and continue on.  And so, I am devoting April to taking down those horse sized vitamins and pills in hopes of being healthier, stronger, and waiting on Mr. T's little sister.









So far I am just taking 4 vitamins.  A Daily, Fish Oil, MSM (for my joints), and Quercetin (to help with my immune system and endurance when running).  (But Please consult your doctor about any vitamins you take.  And do not, I repeat, do NOT take my advice or follow in my footsteps just because I said so.  Because remember, I'm the girl that got knocked out by the mechanical bull and the one that thought it was completely logical to carry around a doggy pee pad, Just in Case)

2)  A New Month Means A New....Vamp or Wolf:  Yes, it is true.  This is the actual calendar that hangs in my closet.  The actual calendar that I gaze at as I get dressed for the day.  And the beginning of a new month adds so much suspense I can hardly handle it.  Will it be Edward?  Jacob?  Bella?  Carlisle?  The possibilities are endless and just so exciting.  And just look at who is up for April. 
















 
Dear Jacob, 

Now that I get to see you every day, I have come to the conclusion that I  have made the switch.  I am on your Team.  Team Jacob.  Well, at least for the month of April.  (Shhh, Edward, don't worry, once you come back to me in less than thirty days, I will be all yours)   But back to you Jake -  I must say that I am a little disappointed that you are wearing a shirt.  That is so unlike you.  Are you really ok with ruining yet another shirt once it tears off as you turn into the massive beast??  Does the Pack know you are wearing clothes now?  Do people even recognize you?  Because I have to say that I almost didn't without access to the pecks and raging biceps.  Either way, I will enjoy April.

xoxo, 
Kat

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