in case you were curious...this is the said umbrella i was referring to. If a certain valentine of mine really wanted to win my heart all over again, he would give this to me on valentine's day....

i suffer from

the stupidest things can ruin my day. all because I'm so easily embarassed.
honestly...i even hesitate blogging about it because i don't want to embarrass myself.
the plans for the day: errands in the morning with a zipcar and a baby shower. not to much to manage right? wrong.
the exterminator came, quite unbeknownst to us.
(he was supposed to come last week and stood us up)
so instead of leaving at 9:50 a.m., we left at 10:15. 15 minutes late for our zipcar reservation.
(that is only important information for later)
First item of embarrassment: our kitchen is a mess. We had people over for dinner last night. So what is the exterminator supposed to think? Of course these people have bugs..it's a disaster.
We then proceeded to run our errands. And this is completely off subject, but have you seen those bubble umbrellas that basically surround you? I want one. Badly. Just try and see if someone tells me I need class for running into them with an umbrella like that. It's impossible! I didn't buy one though...I'm learning to be frugal, which is a word I hate a lot these days. After running our errands, we took a turn on the wrong street. You can blame mapquest for this.
(it seems like everytime we use mapquest, we get lost. I find it interesting that they have some "fine print" that says something to the effect of...if you get lost because of us, you can't sue us. good thing they have that, or i would)
After driving in the wrong direction and being stuck in traffic for an hour, we finally got smart and gave up on stupid mapquest. We finally found the baby shower, and thanks to our zipcar reservation, had to quickly leave.
Second item of embarrassment: crashing a party. I felt like a dummy. Hi! Thanks for the food! gotta go!
our car was due back by 12:30. Of course, there was no way we were going to make it back in time.
Third item of embarrassment: Facing the people in the parking garage who were waiting for their turn with the car. Don't worry, zipcar somehow made up for this by charging us 50 dollars. I don't know how this benefits the people waiting for the car, but I'm sure zipcar just looooves it when people are late.
At this point I am fuming...just absolutely livid. And then our friends call and ask if we want to go to the temple. What kind of person doesn't want to go to the temple?
Fourth item of embarrassment: Me. I don't. I don't want to go to the temple because I am a grump.
When we got back to the apartment, we were locked out. Mind you, we had our keys with us and everything. But nevertheless...locked out. The only person to blame was the exterminator. Which was wrongful blaming, because it wasn't his fault. Turns out, the lock on our door that we thought was broken all along, was never really broken. So the dude that has the keys to the apartment locked it. What a concept.
Fifth item of embarrassment: Knocking on the landlord's door and telling him he locked us out.
(ok...i realize that's more annoying than embarrassing. but, if there's anything i learned in high school english, it's that we have to keep with a theme, people. also...to capitalize the beginning of my sentences, which i obviously do not do.)
I have nothing more to say, other than tonight i will be spending my time wallowing in self-pity and painting my cares away. While Wade studies his little brains out (little? I meant big).


my own religion

today...as we were once again talking at work about how "cRaZy" it is that I don't drink coffee... my co-worker said..."Kali, where do you get all these rules? I swear you're making up your own religion as you go." She was kidding of course. I got a good laugh out of it. She then proceeded to ask me how I know all these things I'm supposed to do, "like, do you have them all written down somewhere or something?" Well. As a matter of fact I did. Thanks to my mother who sent me a For the Strength of the Youth pamphlet, miniature size, to put in my wallet. I whipped it right out and she had a good read. Then she said, "You know, you're not really that weird. This is how all people should act." She asked if she could keep it. I almost cried tears of joy, but instead I said yes. Then she told me she was going to get drunk every night for a year just to get it out of her system, and then become a mormon... not exactly the path I was hoping for, but its a start right? Also, I got a text from her tonight after she watched the american idol tryouts in utah, "I was looking to see who were mormons by the way they dressed. From what my mormon teacher taught me, a lot of them didn't look mormon..." stay tuned folks. I'm on a mission. seriously. only...not.

p.s. happy 7 month anniversary to us!


sharing time

my love, originally uploaded by kalipophoto.
i'm learning how to digital scrapbook...
wade doesn't understand why I had to haul all my supplies out here.
because now i just use the computer. but hello! it's so much fun!
so probably i should send my supplies home...(like you could use any more huh mom?)

also-read the poem. it's like the best poem of all time.
one of those poems that makes you wish you were a brilliant writer.
it happens once in a while...you stumble across something and think, "thats exactly how i feel...i should've written that!" only...how on earth do people come up with these things? its like art with words...



This morning started out like all the others. Kali asked me if I wanted breakfast. Of course I did, so off she went. thirty seconds later I heard, "WADE!" Automatically I knew what was wrong.

Needless to say, a taxi ride and an hour in the Emergency Room later we ended up like this.


dear utah,

i would like you to never take for granted the following things:
costa vida. i'm eating a pork salad the second i get off the plane. (actually, mom? could you just bring me one to the airport?)
your fancy grid system set up by the wonderful brigham young. he was an absolute genius. tell me the last time you drove around lost for an hour looking for the grocery store. it just doesn't happen.
your wonderful surrounding of all things mormon...temples, churches, modest clothing stores, deseret book-you get the picture.
the weather. seriously. you don't believe me? experience some wind chill and some nasty, nasty frozen rain and you'll understand.
close family, relatives, friends...just nice people in general. but mostly family. *tear*
your lack of extremely large buildings and a subway system. its nice and quiet around these days yeah? which brings me to my next point:
mountains. and stars. and fields of nothingness. (i miss the view from wade's front porch)
I just plain miss home. is that ok?

i guess you could say i'm feeling a little homesick this week. it happens.
good thing i'll be receiving some utah love, via my best friend jenn coming to visit me on FRIDAY! for NiNe whole days. I cannot contain my excitement.


our first christmas

we spent our first christmas together here in boston in our itsy, bitsy apartment. sadly, our tree died about a week before christmas even got here, but we made the most of it and tried not to step on all the spiky needles on the floor. we missed our families a lot, but spent most of the day on the phone with them. it turned out to be not so lonesome as we thought it would have been. we had a great day together opening presents and playing with our new "toys". we were so spoiled by our wonderful family and friends who sent us such nice christmas packages. later that night we went to Seven Pounds and walked around looking at the lights in the city. contrary to all you utah folks' christmas, ours was sixty degrees and sunny! doesn't really feel like christmas when it's that warm does it?

boston common christmas tree

all the treats we got in our packages!

my mom gave us a picture of our temple! we're so happy! we love it so much!



my family always went to breakfast at my grandparent's house every christmas morning. and the thing we looked most forward to all year was water chestnuts wrapped in bacon. wade's family makes wassail every year and his mom sent us a cute package with all the wassail spices we needed. it was a delicious! so now we are combining two traditions and starting our own for christmas morning.