(but Wade is making his debut...)
Who do you love? Kali Fisher (soon to be Poulsen)
How long have you been married? Negative 61 days... and counting
Who said 'I love you' first? Me
How long did you date? When did we stop?
Where did he propose? It was a process that started at the Mt. Timpanogos temple and ended on some random street in the parking lot of a middle school. After much convincing she said yes, the ring helped.
Who is taller? I am
Who is smarter? She is, for sure
Who does the laundry? the washing machine
Who pays the bills? Uncle Sam
Who mows the lawn? We don't currently have one of those
Who cooks dinner? We take turns
Who drives? I drive long distances, she drives the short ones.
I tag: mom Poulsen, mom Fisher and Tina (tell the truth this time)
4.27.2008
4.12.2008
st. george
Last weekend, my family had tickets to see Colbie Caillat at the Tuacahn in St. George. We were just planning on staying over for one night and coming home the next day for conference weekend. Well, I, Kali Fisher, had this grand idea to go down a day earlier with Wade and my little brother and camp in Snow Canyon. So fun, right? Well, Wade unexpectedly had to go into work, so we didn't leave Orem until around 6 p.m. Though I knew we would get there pretty late, I still wanted to go. A word of advice to anyone who ever wants to camp in St. George: All the campgrounds close at 10 p.m. Good thing we arrived to said destination at approximately 10:30. Thirty minutes too late. Well, we wandered the valley searching for a place to pitch our tents. We didn't have much luck. We were stranded and tired and so very very grouchy. Wade suggested that we sleep in the car. I was not having anything to do with that. Suffice to say, we were not "happy campers." In fact, we weren't campers at all...just homeless desert wanderers.
Notice that Wade is still smiling. And this is the point of my story. I was mad. frustrated. annoyed. I figured that probably he should be feeling the same way. Especially because I was a dummy and didn't even think to plan out this little adventure in my head. I figured he should maybe be a little frustrated with me. I figured maybe he should say, "Kali, this is the worst idea you've ever had." But, instead he told me exactly what I needed to hear as I was about to scream, "This isn't your fault. How were you supposed to know all the campgrounds in the entire town would close? You had good intentions and I'm not frustrated at all." And then he pulled over to go star gazing. Awww....precious right?
So where did we find ourselves sleeping that night? I know the suspense is killing you, so I'll just tell you. It was a lovely little motel called the Dixie Palm, minus the lovely part. This is called adventure #2. I didn't shower here because I felt I would come out dirtier.
We still got to go hiking the next day, which was what I wanted to do most. BUT, we drove all over the stinking canyon trying to find the unmarked trails. Snow Canyon was in some dire need of updating their maps and signs. And at this point, I'm still wondering how on earth we aren't screaming at each other. Driving around lost isn't on my top list of favorite things to do.
The rest of my family finally showed up and we were able to check into our hotel and clean up. I was relieved to know that the concert was that night and there wasn't really anything else that could go wrong. psh. We go to the concert and our seats were separate from my family. Which was no big deal. But did I mention that our seats were also separate from each other? good heck. They put us in the wheelchair spot and there was like three feet between our chairs. My good parents switched us seats, because heaven forbid Kali and Wade be that far apart for two hours.
So basically I learned a lot last weekend. Things don't always turn out like you planned them to. I was so excited for a fun weekend with Wade and my family and I felt like stupid things just kept happening that were beyond our control and so frustrating. But the honest truth is that it was one of the best weekends of my life. Going through stuff like that is actually quite enjoyable when you have someone like Wade to make everything feel ok.
Notice that Wade is still smiling. And this is the point of my story. I was mad. frustrated. annoyed. I figured that probably he should be feeling the same way. Especially because I was a dummy and didn't even think to plan out this little adventure in my head. I figured he should maybe be a little frustrated with me. I figured maybe he should say, "Kali, this is the worst idea you've ever had." But, instead he told me exactly what I needed to hear as I was about to scream, "This isn't your fault. How were you supposed to know all the campgrounds in the entire town would close? You had good intentions and I'm not frustrated at all." And then he pulled over to go star gazing. Awww....precious right?So where did we find ourselves sleeping that night? I know the suspense is killing you, so I'll just tell you. It was a lovely little motel called the Dixie Palm, minus the lovely part. This is called adventure #2. I didn't shower here because I felt I would come out dirtier.
We still got to go hiking the next day, which was what I wanted to do most. BUT, we drove all over the stinking canyon trying to find the unmarked trails. Snow Canyon was in some dire need of updating their maps and signs. And at this point, I'm still wondering how on earth we aren't screaming at each other. Driving around lost isn't on my top list of favorite things to do.
The rest of my family finally showed up and we were able to check into our hotel and clean up. I was relieved to know that the concert was that night and there wasn't really anything else that could go wrong. psh. We go to the concert and our seats were separate from my family. Which was no big deal. But did I mention that our seats were also separate from each other? good heck. They put us in the wheelchair spot and there was like three feet between our chairs. My good parents switched us seats, because heaven forbid Kali and Wade be that far apart for two hours.
So basically I learned a lot last weekend. Things don't always turn out like you planned them to. I was so excited for a fun weekend with Wade and my family and I felt like stupid things just kept happening that were beyond our control and so frustrating. But the honest truth is that it was one of the best weekends of my life. Going through stuff like that is actually quite enjoyable when you have someone like Wade to make everything feel ok.
4.08.2008
silent scream.
i just need to get this out of my system.
AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
wow. i feel better already.
AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
wow. i feel better already.
3.26.2008
i kill plants
Basically...I have a hard time keeping plants alive. It's not that I don't remember to water them or take care of them. I am very much concerned for their well being. But maybe I water too much. Or maybe I plant them in boxes that are just too small. This little plant was supposed to grow to nine feet tall. I guess I waited too long to "transplant" it. *ha ha get it?* Anyway...I tried to pull all the dead leaves off and ended up destroying it.
Wade gave me a huge house plant for Valentine's Day. I love it a lot. Well, two days later, I found brown leaves all over the carpet. So I watered it a lot. Hmmm...too bad the tag that came with it said to water only once a month. But Wade came to the rescue and stuck it close to the window and it dried out in the sunlight. It's growing quite nicely now. I'll just put him in charge of the plants...and maybe the pets...and maybe the children...
3.25.2008
acceptance.
Wade got a letter from the University of Massachusetts Boston yesterday. We were driving home from the canyon when he got a phone call from his mom telling him there was an envelope at his house. He said, "umm...can we go to my house in Smithfield?" Random? Yes. I said, "Sure...right now?" and he said, "yeah, there's a letter there from Boston." And that's when I got a sharp pain in my heart. True story. Well, of course he got accepted. Who wouldn't want Wade Poulsen to go to their school? He's basically brilliant. So...looks like we're moving toBoston. Please come visit. I'm scared out of my mind.
3.18.2008
good day
good day reason #1
I spent the morning at the dentist's office...you know, getting the usual check-up. The only thing about this "usual" check-up is that it wasn't usual at all, seeing as the last time I had been to the dentist was approximately nine years ago. You think I exaggerate? No. No i do not. Well, I walked into that office, very well expecting to have at least nine cavities (one for every year, of course). Don't you worry folks, divide that expectation by three. For those of you who are disinclined to do math, the actual amount of cavities in my mouth is 3. If you ask me, thats a good amount for nine years, no?
good day reason #2
I have been purposely avoiding getting my hair done for quite some time now. I am scared of hair stylists. It's a real life fear of mine, simply because of the fact that every new person I try somehow destroys all my hope for ever having a normal head of hair. Well I had a brave moment on my drive from the dentist. I felt I should reward myself for the wonderful care I have taken of my teeth. So, on a whim, I called and made a hair appointment and found myself in a salon an hour later. And GUESS WHAT. I have found a permanent hair stylist. Yes, I said permanent. As in, I love her with all of my heart. I have the same feelings towards my new hair as well.
good day reason #3
My manager at Winger's is dating the cutest lady ever. I've known her for a couple years now and we have always gotten along great. She's one of those people you can have intense and deep discussions with. I very much trust her judgment and views on life. I also adore her cute little daughter who happens to love being thrown in the air after she runs up and down the aisles of the restaurant. Anyway, I don't really see her that often. Today, I walked into Winger's...and there she was. I was so happy to see her and she gave me a big hug when I walked in. Then, she started to cry. I was so worried something was terribly wrong with her. Don't you fret, she was crying tears of joy...because she was so happy to see me. Isn't that precious? We ate lunch together and had a great chat as always.
good day reason #4
I have the greatest friends on the planet. Even if they do sucker me into editing their homework for them while they play on myspace (don't get mad, I love you Tiff.) I was greatly rewarded with a present, called the new Jack Johnson CD. Which is my "good day reason #5"
good day reason #5
The new Jack Johnson CD.
good day reason #6
I have the greatest boyfriend on the planet. He sent me a text today that would basically have made my entire day, had not all the other reasons already been making my day. It went something to the effect of, "I love you. I miss you. I want to be with you forever." Oh, and he's in Logan, and I'm spending my days in Orem (due to the whole dentist thing...), so I miss him a lot. I'm a little dysfunctional, I am well aware of that fact. If you ask Jana, the amount I miss him when we aren't together "isn't exactly healthy."
good day reason #7
I found out today that I'm getting a FAT refund from this wonderful democratic administration called the government. And by fat, I mean 1200 dollars. Apparently our economy is facing disastrous times and our dear, kind president wants to give us all a little boost by distributing extra money and hoping we'll all go out and spend it. I've got ya covered, Mr. President. Spending money is one thing I can do to help this country. Don't even get me started on the fact that I only make 2.15 an hour and how every stinkin' one of those 1200 dollars was well earned. That would just turn my "good day reason #7" into a "bad day reason #1"
I know I tend to write a lot. Just be grateful that it's not nearly as much as I talk. And to all of you who actually took to the time to read this whole thing...bless you.
I spent the morning at the dentist's office...you know, getting the usual check-up. The only thing about this "usual" check-up is that it wasn't usual at all, seeing as the last time I had been to the dentist was approximately nine years ago. You think I exaggerate? No. No i do not. Well, I walked into that office, very well expecting to have at least nine cavities (one for every year, of course). Don't you worry folks, divide that expectation by three. For those of you who are disinclined to do math, the actual amount of cavities in my mouth is 3. If you ask me, thats a good amount for nine years, no?
good day reason #2
I have been purposely avoiding getting my hair done for quite some time now. I am scared of hair stylists. It's a real life fear of mine, simply because of the fact that every new person I try somehow destroys all my hope for ever having a normal head of hair. Well I had a brave moment on my drive from the dentist. I felt I should reward myself for the wonderful care I have taken of my teeth. So, on a whim, I called and made a hair appointment and found myself in a salon an hour later. And GUESS WHAT. I have found a permanent hair stylist. Yes, I said permanent. As in, I love her with all of my heart. I have the same feelings towards my new hair as well.
good day reason #3
My manager at Winger's is dating the cutest lady ever. I've known her for a couple years now and we have always gotten along great. She's one of those people you can have intense and deep discussions with. I very much trust her judgment and views on life. I also adore her cute little daughter who happens to love being thrown in the air after she runs up and down the aisles of the restaurant. Anyway, I don't really see her that often. Today, I walked into Winger's...and there she was. I was so happy to see her and she gave me a big hug when I walked in. Then, she started to cry. I was so worried something was terribly wrong with her. Don't you fret, she was crying tears of joy...because she was so happy to see me. Isn't that precious? We ate lunch together and had a great chat as always.
good day reason #4
I have the greatest friends on the planet. Even if they do sucker me into editing their homework for them while they play on myspace (don't get mad, I love you Tiff.) I was greatly rewarded with a present, called the new Jack Johnson CD. Which is my "good day reason #5"
good day reason #5The new Jack Johnson CD.
good day reason #6
I have the greatest boyfriend on the planet. He sent me a text today that would basically have made my entire day, had not all the other reasons already been making my day. It went something to the effect of, "I love you. I miss you. I want to be with you forever." Oh, and he's in Logan, and I'm spending my days in Orem (due to the whole dentist thing...), so I miss him a lot. I'm a little dysfunctional, I am well aware of that fact. If you ask Jana, the amount I miss him when we aren't together "isn't exactly healthy."
good day reason #7
I found out today that I'm getting a FAT refund from this wonderful democratic administration called the government. And by fat, I mean 1200 dollars. Apparently our economy is facing disastrous times and our dear, kind president wants to give us all a little boost by distributing extra money and hoping we'll all go out and spend it. I've got ya covered, Mr. President. Spending money is one thing I can do to help this country. Don't even get me started on the fact that I only make 2.15 an hour and how every stinkin' one of those 1200 dollars was well earned. That would just turn my "good day reason #7" into a "bad day reason #1"
I know I tend to write a lot. Just be grateful that it's not nearly as much as I talk. And to all of you who actually took to the time to read this whole thing...bless you.
3.16.2008
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