Happy Feet Friday
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I smell spring in the air today. But not so much spring that I can't wear my beautiful socks. Flip flops are coming, people! They are SO coming. And you better hope I have regular pedicures. Maybe I should start taking donations.This weekend, I'm going to this huge recovery conference. Last year there were a little over a thousand people here in our fair city. Speakers from all over the United States, dances, bingo, potential motorcycle rides, and a luncheon at my house on Saturday. I'm making my famous shredded beef and that weird chinese ramen noodle cabbage salad that looks so pretty and tastes so good. Everyone else is bringing the rest. And then? I'm taking a nap. Because being around that many people and having to be "on" for three days in a row exhausts me. Don't get me wrong. I love it. But I gain my energy and peace of mind by being alone. Gay Boyfriend? He gains his energy by being around people. He's going to be high all next week from this one event. It's like his own personal crack. And it's already started. I went out on the porch for my coffee and meditation time this morning (i.e. quiet Kate and the universe time, you hear me on this one?) and he comes barreling in with his iPod and I get to hear Touch Me In the Morning and some Cadillac pimpin' song before I told him if he didn't turn it down, I'd throw my hot coffee in his crotch.
Did I mention I'm not pleasant in the morning?
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Ha! You and gay boyfriend remind me of my roommate from years ago. She was always so peppy in the morning and while I'm not a grouch, I'm definitely not that peppy. She'd come dancing into our kitchen/living area all hyper. Until she'd wipe out from dancing in socks on a wood floor. And that'd crack me up. My day was definitely ON after that! =)
I think we need recipes out here
hot coffee + crotch = unhappiness.
E - ask and you shall receive. I linked to my other blog.
Happy Friday!! Have a great weekend. I'm looking forward to hearing all about it.
Welcome back socks!
I thoroughly enjoy you, no matter what you're posting about. Have a wicked weekend! xoxo
I so hear you on the morning thing. If my husband dares to interrupt my yoga time even just to tell me "I love you" he gets a withering look and a resentful hug. The toxicity takes a couple of hours to wear off.
Enjoy the conference. :-)
Another great pair of socks. Your mom needs a blog too!
B would totally have MTV jams blasting in the morning if I'd let him. Yanno, because he's so hip and urban and all.
What I'm kinda sure about: I get my energy from being alone, too.
What I have no doubts about whatsoever: hot coffee in my crotch is code for "infinite sadness."
Your socks are pretty hot!
Have a great weekend and fab time at the conference.
I'm not a morning person either and I don't drink coffee, so it takes me a while to be able to socialize. Sometimes I think it's for the best that I live alone ; )
Have a great weekend!
Looking at feet, and the first sentence written is "I smell Spring" kind of struck me funny...
haha... I'm just like you. I'm soooo bad that even my kids know better than to talk to me until we're on our way to dropping them off at school. It's when I finally "Wake up"... and I've heard Mr. Twinkie tell his friends he's flat out SCARED of me in the mornings. He says when he's tried to talk to me I turn into the Exorcist.. with the head spinning and everything. tee hee.
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