How else could I respond except "how's welcome to McDonald's. Go get your self a job like the rest of us!". I guess it's a good thing he had a sense of humor

Today I caught a shoplifter at work and when he told me it was the holidays and we're in a recession then presented the question of what could he say?...

Just spent my first day back at work after a long weekend of projects. I'll take the projects and time with my wife anyday

I am NOT a morning person

K so I'm sure the blog after this one will be much more interesting, but I felt a duty to blog about something I hate more than a lot of things, and I hate a lot of things. The hatted thing...getting up early. We went to Cancun last week; And our day started at five a.m. when I sprung from the bed at the sound of the alarm and went skipping to the bathroom. Wow I thought, I'm surprisingly spry at Five in the morning! I look smuggly at myself in the mirror. "wow that was really funny. Hey! Trav did you hear what I said?"
Travis: yes
Me: well...
Travis: well what?
Me: Don't you think I'm funny?
Travis: not really
Me: well! I know someone who can appreciate me.
I grab my cellphone and begin texting like mad.
Travis: who are you texting? people don't like to be tested at five in the morning.
Me: hrmmph
Travis: i'm serious
here Travis takes my phone, and katie sleeps another sound hour.
This is when my withdrawals begin to kick in, as my body has cleverly figured out that I excpect it to stay awake. For those of you "morning people" I'll just say right now I think you're freaks, and that includes most of my family. I get headaches, nasuea, in short I feel like shit anytime before ten. I look in the mirror and grab my toothbrush "god damn mutherfucker" I say. "What?" my husband yells. "Just who the hells idea was it to book tickets at this time?" I scream at him. "Yours" he says
I look into my hollow eyes one last time before I refuse to look at myself anymore that day "bitch"

project mom

So, I know I haven't been blogging much, but that's only because I never do anything, I mean I really can't blog about watching Maury all day.
Finally though something did happen, my mom, who is also known as the ninety pound female version of Bob Villa. Came to visit. She earns this rep because she is always doing things, always, even when she is just sitting there, she is doing cross word puzzles. So while she was here surprise! we did things!.
WE...
wallpapered my guest room
took apart the dog house
built a flower box
put in a brick path
replaced my front railing
tiled my fire place
and cleaned the shit outa stuff.

Aside from slave labor at the hand of my mother, Travis and I went to a wedding on Halloween. It was very long, very catholic, oh and did I mention it was completely in spanish. Needless to say I was bored out of my mind, though the repeated standing for no reason was a nice break from the kneeling.
spot whats wrong in this photo
Taz got filthy
Taz simultaneously tries to drink and attack the hose
he's just so cute.
Also, cute but not pictured is the new way Pepper scratches herself. She does this by leaning against my house and walking around the peramitter, letting the bumps on the stucco scratch her booty, oh and did I mention she grunts when she does this. stupid dog

San Diego

You know its been a long time since you've seen your family when your sister in law is looking at your camera and asks you "who that girl is?" and its you.

Soooo.....Trav and I headed down to San Diego last week to visit my brother and his wife Cindy.
Of course the little dogs came too, which made for almost a fifty fifty dog to people ratio. The first day was good, Taz was afraid of Jason so he kept his distance, but by night the dogs were feeling comfortable with themselves and everyone, and soon became not so distant. At night Jones felt it was necessary to sleep with Jason. First on the sofa,then when Jason headed to the bedroom Jones followed, and then both of them back out on the couch, needless to say Jason wasn't to pleasant the next morning. Taz had heard Jason and Jones and decided he wanted to get in on all the action, so from about 4a.m. and on Taz cried and cried and cried. JESUS! In the morning after everyone stumbled out for breakfast, we all took a nap, and slept till one. Then we watched wrestling. After that Trav and I headed home. And that is pretty much a typical trip for my family-dogs,beach,zombies,naps,weed,wrestling, and mexican food! god I love my family

I just found out I can post to the Blog through my cell phone so Stef will soon find out she is wrong and I will update on everything