music monday returns!

Its been a while since I posted a Music Monday (we wont mention my recent blogger block)..So I'm bringing it back!!!

This one is kind of a bummer...but it might give you some insight into the kind of person I am..

This song reminds me of the way I feel about my mom, I almost busted out in tears when I was running today. I love my mom very much, and sometimes I wish I could just take all her pain away.

I can tell 
I can tell how much you hate this
And deep down inside you know it's killing me 
I can call
Wish you well and try to change this 
But nothing I can say would change anything

Where were my senses? 
I left them all behind
Why did I turn away? 
Away  

I wish I could save you 
I wish I could say to you 
I'm not going nowhere 
I wish I could say to you 
It's gonna be alright  

Didn't mean 
Didn't mean to leave you stranded 
Went away cause I didn't want to face the truth
Reaching out 
Reach for me
Empty handed

You don't know if I care 
You're trying to find the proof  

There were times I'd wonder
Could I have eased your pain?
Why did I turn away?
Away 

I wish I could save you 
I wish I could say to you
I'm not going nowhere 
I wish I could say to you 
It's gonna be alright 

We 
Can pretend nothing's changed 
Pretend it's all the same
And there will be no pain 
Tonight 
It's gonna be alright

For those of you that dont know, my mom has leukemia. CML to be exact. Its very treatable, and shes very near remission, but the doctor says she'll have to stay on oral chemo for at least the next few years. Which sucks. I just wish there was something I could do to take it all away. But she's a fighter, and shes doing a darn good job on her own. :)

There IS something I have been thinking about doing, its called "Team in Training". It's basically a fundraising group that raises money for blood diseases and meanwhile you train for marathons, triathalons and the like. I'm trying to do some research on it...I'll let you know what I decide!!

Hope everyone had a wonderful easter and a great week!!


on a lighter note... my husand...the budding photographer???

my husband gets old again this month

LOL.

He is going to love me even more for that one! lol.

SO Jacob turns 26 this month. Aaaand I'm stumped about what to get him!!

I thought that I had it figured out. I would help pay for us to go on vacation. BUUT things haven't exactly panned out and now I'm not even sure we're going to make it out of town. We'll see.

So for his actual birthday, on which I'm most likely going to be buried under finals stuff, I want to have at least SOMETHING to give him..

This is the part where you give me ideas.

And the part where I say Pleaseandthankyou :)

so sue me

I've been neglecting my blog, I know. So sue me. lol. There has been plenty to blog about with my Dad having been in town the last couple of weekends, but I just never got around to it. Mostly because I know that if I have enough time and energy to blog, I ought to be working on something school related instead. I WILL get better grades this semester!! Ok, so I finished the big reading assignment for the night (yeah, there is another one, I just usually use my 3 hour lunch to read it lol), its officially update time!

--Why is it that the older you get, the less and less friends you can count on?? I mean, I have some awesome friends dont get me wrong. But it just seems like the older I get, the fewer friends I keep close. Maybe that's my fault, or its my shady ass friends. You know, whatever ;) I know you feel me on this one K! With that being said, why is it that as you get older, its harder to make new friends? I have some awesome friends at school, but thats just it, they are friends, at school. We do lunch. We have offically hung out once outside of a school setting that did not involve lunch. It involved delicious food and drink, yes, but it was NOT during school time! lol. Why is it that it becomes more and more difficult? Yeah yeah, there is that whole, everybody has a life thing, but we all need friends right?? So here is my open invite to my blogger/school friends: party at my house, your house, anybodys house, sooner than later. Or since I know where at least 3 of my lunch buddies live, I'll just show up with a case of beer and hope you let the party in ;)

--My parentals came into town TWICE! WOOT! I saw my dad for a RECORD 2 weekends in a row! It was awesome. I know he's been stressed with work, so I hope it was good to get away. I know it was surely fantastic to see him. And, BONUS, we are going out there for spring break! I'll be bringing my camera along for the shenanigans. We're supposed to go snow tubing. Its going to be hilarious. I just hope I escape without being battered and brusied, and possilby broken!

--My dog is a brat. I mean this so literally it hurts. I usually take her bratty butt to drop Hayder off at school. Monday, however, we were running late so she had to stay her, "I take forever to find the perfect pee spot when you're in a hurry" self at home. She proceeded to get in the pantry, (yeah I left the door open, what? go back, re read, I was in a hurry!) and steal FunDip, open the package on her bed and leave a mess for me to clean up. I mean the least she could have done was actually eaten it!! By the time I got home she had done her dirty bratty deed and promptly headed back to her sleeping spot. Seriously.

--I'm a nerd. I totally reserved a copy of Twilight. The movie. It comes out next weekend, and I'm so excited, the lady at blockbuster totally sucked me in and I reserved a copy for 5 bucks. OY! Proceed to make fun of me. I can take it. But if you haven't read the books, you wouldn't understand. If you have, proceed. :)

--I get to have a date with the hubster this weekend! Woo hoo! Last one was Valentines Day and it didn't turn out as well and we'd hoped. Basically, the movie we went to sucked. And that can put a damper on a date! So this weeked we are either going to the gun range (yeah, you read that right, I want to learn to shoot!), or maybe go-karts and mini golf weather permitting. If not there is always bowling! We are doing something fun this time, screw trying to be romantical. (thats what she said, you're welcome Emily)

--The gym is my bitch. Or I'm the gym's bitch. Whatever. If you're driving through my neighborhood and you see a scale soar through the air....that was me. After another workout and failure to lose any weight. Jacob says I'm gaining muscle. Well I better look like freaking Ahnold Schwartze-gubernor!! lol. Or my scale is gonna get it!

--There is an odd pain in my leg, I refuse to go to the doctor. I'm afraid I have a stress fracture. But I secretly think it would be awesome to have crutches, until I'm running late to pick up Hayden and inevitably get going too fast on said crutches and eat it infront of everyone. Yep, its a pretty rad visual for me too.

I think that about sums it up. I'm sure there is more, like my parental running the half marathon or my dad playing the hoola hoop game on Wii fit, but those must be saved for another day! I must get back to Evidence, then its time for some recorded fantasticalness and bedtime!!

another edition

Its another edition of "what not to do at the gym" according to me!!

1. Please. (thats right I started with please, that means you need to listen) If you're going to walk on the treadmill, I applaud you for getting your relatively skinny butt to the gym, BUT (yep, its capitalized, that means something important comes next) please do not read a book while you are walking slower than my Great Aunt Edna who's bedridden and senile (no i dont have one, I'm just trying to be descriptive. you know...drive the point home). You just end up looking ridiculous. Especially since you're reading a BOOK at the GYM.

2. Do not talk on the cell phone at the gym. JUST DONT. Seriously. They should have a box you put your phone in if you take it near a treadmill. Or maybe if you're caught talking on the phone during a workout session, you get banned from the gym until you can prove that you're not codependent to whomever it was you were speaking to. That could be awhile, and I'm ok with that.

3. There is NO NAKED in the locker room. I dont care. I don't want to see your boobies. If however you do decide to be naked, or nearly naked, I will ask you to PLEASE refrain from speaking to ANYONE else until you are fully dressed. I mean it. Next time I'm stealing your clothes and running out to the parking lot with them. If you're so comfy with the nude-ness, what's a little more public nudity??

4. Have you learned nothing? Tanning is bad. It also smells. And I hear it gives you cancer.

5. Last but not least. If you dont come to the gym to break a sweat, please stay home. Please and thank you. We are all here to better ourselves..not to look pretty. Oh, and if you're not going to break a sweat by working out, I suggest a parka rather than those itty bitty shorts. You just look silly.


You're welcome.

update, update, update!

You might be wondering how I'm doing with the gym. Its going quite well. Last week we went Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and had every intention on going over the weekend or Friday, but it just didn't come together. Monday I was exhausted and Jacob needed to get his phone fixed, so this week we went Tuesday, Wednesday, and I went by myself today and K and I are going tomorrow! Wooo hooo!! I'm not sure where I am weight wise. I thought I would have lost more by now, but I'm trying to get motivated regardless. As far as I know I've only lost about a pound, but I've been a lot better about my deit this week, so I'm hoping this week will be kinder on the scale! We'll see!
It's getting easier and easier to convince myself to actually go, so that's good.

Anyway....what else has been going on?? hmmm....not a lot. School basically. I'm not hating it as much this semester. I actually enjoy a couple of my classes. We'll see how I feel once finals come around :).

A little while ago I blogged that we were thinking about getting a new car, and well, we did!! We bought a 2007 Chevy Tahoe. I LOVE IT! Omg. I thought I was going to HATE it. But I sooo dont. I love it so much. Believe it or not, its fun to drive! I thought it was going to be like driving a bus. But its really not. It honestly handles better than my old car, an 02 Altima. We still have the Altima, Jacob is driving her. Thats right, her. Her name is J. Lo, cuz she has a booty. I'm still struggling with what to name my truck. Im honestly still deciding if its a boy or a girl. Jacob and K seem to think its a boy. I'm not convinced. It could be a she. Nobody said big trucks couldnt be girls!! But most likely, yeah, its a boy. Hmmm...I'll keep thinking about it. I was hoping it would just come to me, but it took a couple years to name J.Lo. I'm pretty sure she got her name from me and Sarah. So he doesnt need a name right away. And yes, Jacob thinks its crazy I name my cars. We never named his. I know I'm crazy. Its ok.

Ok..thats it..I dont have much to say, thats pretty much why I havent posted lately.

Last but not least, a picture!!
My little cowboy!! And yes, that is his smile. I dont know what that kid was thinking, but hey, he's 7!

Name Game!

1.Your real name:

Katelin White

2.Witness protection name:(mother and fathers middle names)

Ann Norton

3.Nascar Name:(first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)

Lonnie James or Ralph James

4.Star Wars Name:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)

Whika

5.Detective Name:(favorite color, favorite animal)

Blue Dog..haha i'm also a really cool painting SWEET

6.Soap Opera name:(middle name, town where you were born)

Jean Dallas

7.Superhero name: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)

The pink marg

8.Fly name:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)

Kate (SWEET!!)

9.Street name:(fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)

Caramel Swirl Oatmeal Raisin

10. Skank name: (1st pet's name, street you grew up on)

Sheena Venice (omg...awesome)

11.Gangsta name:(first 3 letters of first name plus 'izzle')

Katizzle

12.Your goth name:(black, and the name of one of your pets)

Black Bailey

13. Stripper name: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)

Light Blue Pay Day

The Duggars are NOT allowed at my gym

OK. First, before I get to the real reason for this post, I made it to the gym! Not only did I make it TO the gym, I worked out for an hour...all cardio! Thats right, I did cardio for AN HOUR! 30ish minutes on the tredmill (and by ish I mean I'm pretty sure I did more, but I'm rounding down) and 30 minutes on the stationary bike. WHEW! That was a work out if I do say so myself! With only an hour to work out on days that we go at night, I think that until I've lost a little more weight, I'll stick to cardio for 45 minutes to an hour, eventually getting to 30 or 40 minutes of cardio and the rest of the hour doing weights. But right now, my butt needs cardio! LITERALLY! haha

ok. Now, on to the reason for this post.

If you are going to become a gym member, or are a gym member I think it is important that you understand that there are certain cardinal rules you should strive not to break. They range from fashion no-no's to no-no's that should mean you have to surrender your card at the door before you exit.

What I observed tonight....

--Please. If you're going to bring your kids to the gym, maybe you should only have had 2. I'm just saying. 3 is pushing it but MAYBE I'll let you get away with it if I like you, and if the fact that you have your 3 kids in the kids zone doesn't make me wait 15 minutes to get my kid in because they are at capacity. OY. (this is just a small infraction, one that is forgivable since people are pretty attached to their kids...but just think about it..you obviously spend some time at home doing cardio if you've got 3 kids...maybe you can cut it back when youre at the gym...im just saying)

--Ladies. Just because girls in magazines do it, or because you did it when you played volleyball does NOT mean you should wear black spandex short/underwear looking things to work out in. They are NOT flattering, and yes, if you had it, I could see your cellulite. Just remember that for when you finally birth a child. And yes, spandex capris count too. Oh and black shows sweat too, just so you know. lol

--No. Those trash bag looking things that make you sweat more don't work, and they make you look like an idiot. Yes, they make you sweat. But there is a funny thing about sweat. If you sweat too much, or pretty much at all, your body forces you at some point to replace that water. So basically you get to lose that water weight for about a day. Then your body makes you drink it all back in. With some exceptions I know. And then all your left with is you, at the gym, looking like a damn fool.

--Full makeup..blue eyeshadow and all...should not be worn to the gym. Unless your name is RuPaul. Meaning youre a tranny, then I will make an exception and possibly invite you over for dinner.

--Talking on the cell phone while you're hogging the BEST treadmill in the place makes a chubby girl angry. Especially if you're using it to WALK. And even more if you're a skinny B. Go use the regular treadmill and let me, chubbs, use the one that has better shock absorption for all the body mass I shove on my joints when I make my legs go fast and pretend its running.

--Reading a book while on the treadmill walking at the pace of a child who just learned to walk is unacceptable if all the treadmills are full. And please, tell me why, if you're walking so damn slow, do you need one of the precious few towels our lovely gym establishment seems to have? Afraid your book is going to break a sweat?

--Do not go from stationary bike to stationary bike wondering why they wont work. Then dont listen when I tell you how to work it. Pedal, Push Start, Select Program. I'm thinking thats on the machine somewhere garbage bag wearing, full face of makeup having lady.

OK. I think that about sums up my gym experience for the day. I'm telling you. OY! Oh and want motivation? Listen (or read the closed captioning..dude dont ever let me do that..I would be terrible AND I would "accidentally" curse alll the time..especially when certian people were on TV lol) to Obama talk about the bailout. Now that is some kind of motivation. It might make you want to scream, but hey..the tredmill only goes so fast and you have to breathe at some point right? lol