My friend Diana linked me to a great boutique website, with designer clothes, accessories, trips and many other fun things, for extremely low prices! I love this website and when you do sign up, I get $10 in credits! :)
http://www.ruelala.com/invite/rhubbell
Friday, October 8, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Dog Days
First of all: Happy Grey's Day!
Grey's Anatomy has been not what everyone expected it to be after returning from a thrilling finale. Everyone wanted more action, and wanted more death and drama. Instead, it did something I find brilliant and if this show doesn't receive Golden Globe nominations for Sandra Oh and Chandra Wilson and Best Drama... I'm going to boycott all award shows. And I love award shows. It makes you think. It makes these characters even more real then I already think they are. People died, people had guns held to their heads. People were asked to proclaim their professions, knowing they might die... and some lied, and survived, and others just missed death by an inch. No one, would be okay after something like that, what makes you think they should be too? So there's my Grey's rant :)
To update all:
-Figure Skating is going splendidly. Haven't started skating yet, but coming up with Ice Show themes and ideas and music and all of it is just so exciting! I"ve only ever been IN the shows so it's just a great twist to have the shoe on the other foot. Not going to lie, it's tiring.... I want everything to be perfect, I want to impress and be prepared, so I'm trying to think of everything.. I"m trying to remember everything from past Ice Shows... hard to believe it's exhausting... but it so happens to be.
Last Friday my Grandma's father died. It's a good thing. It's something that's been going on for 4 years. In and out of hospitals at least every other weekend. It's good his suffering is done and my grandma is able to rest easy. It's my last Great Grandparent and that happens to be a very strange feeling. I only have 1 grand parent left too, so this whole idea of death, of close family members has only been introduced to me in the last 4 years. I"m shockingly not a fan.
In this whole, death of the great grandparent, I've been put in charge of watching the dog during the day. As most and some of you know, I don't really like this dog. It's a strange dog, and all of you who have had the pleasure of meeting her know, this is possibly an understatement. She's not a normal mix of dog, she happens to be more like a 2 year old mixed with a 80 year old man. But don't ask me her actual mix, I can't remember and in all honesty, find describing her as a human makes much more sense,considering she's treated like one. Most of my family say it's jealously, some actually understand that she should just be treated, like a dog.. and shouldn't have to have someone here at the house, 24/7 without having an anxiety attack (and yes, she does have those, and yes she does poo and pee everywhere when that happens, and yes, she does it in sneaky places your foot would never guess to look) So as much as I love being with this dog all day, she much more calm when you have the upstairs TV, downstairs computer and my mom's TV on all at the same time, to give the illusion someone who likes her is somewhere in this house and or neighborhood. If I every become a psychologist, my first paper will be written about this dog. Katie-Bit Hubbell. (Yes, she has a middle name, which I'm not going to lie, I would do as well) I understand the sense of family and how dogs and cats and other animals become family, but believe me, until you meet this dog, you don't get it.
*One of my best friends Jeannine is engaged and I couldn't be happier for her!
-Also, this was an article by the Daily Journal (the local International Falls newspaper) http://www.ifallsdailyjournal.com/news/community-news/statistics-show-help-needed-area-kids-katie-kolt-hall-staff-writer-110
I don't want to say this is obvious, and I don't want to say our school system here in the Falls is bad, but... it's not great.
So hope you all have a day of wonderfulness! Watch Greys! Even if you've never seen it before... just so you can tell me what you think. And if your able to, go to the trevorproject.org to see what you can do to stop the in my opinion, not so current wave of LGBT suicides. Regardless if you agree with the lifestyle, youth ending their lives because of bullying and others ignorance, isn't right.
Grey's Anatomy has been not what everyone expected it to be after returning from a thrilling finale. Everyone wanted more action, and wanted more death and drama. Instead, it did something I find brilliant and if this show doesn't receive Golden Globe nominations for Sandra Oh and Chandra Wilson and Best Drama... I'm going to boycott all award shows. And I love award shows. It makes you think. It makes these characters even more real then I already think they are. People died, people had guns held to their heads. People were asked to proclaim their professions, knowing they might die... and some lied, and survived, and others just missed death by an inch. No one, would be okay after something like that, what makes you think they should be too? So there's my Grey's rant :)
To update all:
-Figure Skating is going splendidly. Haven't started skating yet, but coming up with Ice Show themes and ideas and music and all of it is just so exciting! I"ve only ever been IN the shows so it's just a great twist to have the shoe on the other foot. Not going to lie, it's tiring.... I want everything to be perfect, I want to impress and be prepared, so I'm trying to think of everything.. I"m trying to remember everything from past Ice Shows... hard to believe it's exhausting... but it so happens to be.
Last Friday my Grandma's father died. It's a good thing. It's something that's been going on for 4 years. In and out of hospitals at least every other weekend. It's good his suffering is done and my grandma is able to rest easy. It's my last Great Grandparent and that happens to be a very strange feeling. I only have 1 grand parent left too, so this whole idea of death, of close family members has only been introduced to me in the last 4 years. I"m shockingly not a fan.
In this whole, death of the great grandparent, I've been put in charge of watching the dog during the day. As most and some of you know, I don't really like this dog. It's a strange dog, and all of you who have had the pleasure of meeting her know, this is possibly an understatement. She's not a normal mix of dog, she happens to be more like a 2 year old mixed with a 80 year old man. But don't ask me her actual mix, I can't remember and in all honesty, find describing her as a human makes much more sense,considering she's treated like one. Most of my family say it's jealously, some actually understand that she should just be treated, like a dog.. and shouldn't have to have someone here at the house, 24/7 without having an anxiety attack (and yes, she does have those, and yes she does poo and pee everywhere when that happens, and yes, she does it in sneaky places your foot would never guess to look) So as much as I love being with this dog all day, she much more calm when you have the upstairs TV, downstairs computer and my mom's TV on all at the same time, to give the illusion someone who likes her is somewhere in this house and or neighborhood. If I every become a psychologist, my first paper will be written about this dog. Katie-Bit Hubbell. (Yes, she has a middle name, which I'm not going to lie, I would do as well) I understand the sense of family and how dogs and cats and other animals become family, but believe me, until you meet this dog, you don't get it.
*One of my best friends Jeannine is engaged and I couldn't be happier for her!
-Also, this was an article by the Daily Journal (the local International Falls newspaper) http://www.ifallsdailyjournal.com/news/community-news/statistics-show-help-needed-area-kids-katie-kolt-hall-staff-writer-110
I don't want to say this is obvious, and I don't want to say our school system here in the Falls is bad, but... it's not great.
So hope you all have a day of wonderfulness! Watch Greys! Even if you've never seen it before... just so you can tell me what you think. And if your able to, go to the trevorproject.org to see what you can do to stop the in my opinion, not so current wave of LGBT suicides. Regardless if you agree with the lifestyle, youth ending their lives because of bullying and others ignorance, isn't right.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
3 Spiders Later
3 Huge spiders later:
Today is Figure Skating sign-ups. I've been waiting for this day for a while.The only thing ruining it, besides the 3 huge spiders. 7 Loud, Obnoxious, Banging, Pounding, and in my opinion just Rude men are outside the apartment swinging away at the side of the house. Where was my warning about this at 8:45 am. Bah.
More Settlers of Catan. 20 games later, I win later. Goodbye cake for Jesse. Burgers with cheese cooked in the middle "Juicy Rachel's." Conversations about Figure Skating for 3 hours. Doing Dishes. Getting ready for my weekend in the cities with Suzanne and Diana :) I really shouldn't let annoying, loud, men ruin my excitement.
Today is Figure Skating sign-ups. I've been waiting for this day for a while.The only thing ruining it, besides the 3 huge spiders. 7 Loud, Obnoxious, Banging, Pounding, and in my opinion just Rude men are outside the apartment swinging away at the side of the house. Where was my warning about this at 8:45 am. Bah.
More Settlers of Catan. 20 games later, I win later. Goodbye cake for Jesse. Burgers with cheese cooked in the middle "Juicy Rachel's." Conversations about Figure Skating for 3 hours. Doing Dishes. Getting ready for my weekend in the cities with Suzanne and Diana :) I really shouldn't let annoying, loud, men ruin my excitement.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The Shock of the Uncultured
Today while checking out SoulPancake (SoulPancake.com). The blog I came across was about one's culture shock while living in Seoul, Korea. To be living in a completely different culture would bring about culture shock. But how about living in the U.S.of A. To move away from your tiny small town to the big cities of the States, and then move back, you'll find your own, small, personal culture shock. I've lived in Los Angeles, Minneapolis, and have traveled to Seattle enough times I'll just say I lived there. So to live in all that culture, fashion, beauty and wonder, and to then move back to the place you used to call home, brings forth ideas that this place you see as almost whimsical, magical, youthful and full of life, and now you see as, well this is how I see it now:
First thing you notice:
EVERYONE is birthing something-
It's the most fashionable accessory you can have in this town- a kid. The thing you have at your hip, at your feet following you around and eating all your food. Sounds great right? Well I'm not saying have a child is a horrible thing, it's beautiful and something I really can't describe (since I haven't birthed anything yet). But it's also a huge responsibility and it's expensive, it's not something to be taken lightly. But yet, single mothers are about as abundant as dandilions in Spring. Everywhere, and they won't go away. I'm always surprised to hear about a old classmate that now has a kid and a new boyfriend who's willing to stick around and help take care of her kid. Wait, no I"m not. Just about once a week someone has a child, someone births something, when maybe they should just wait a couple years,you know, till they are ready and able to support a child. But of course this is just what I see.
K-Mart is the place to be-
There was once a time where I thought, " Hey guys! Let's go to K-Mart and hang out." Now it's, " Can we PLEASE drive 2 hours to a Target!?" Even whilst driving to the Big K I begin to feel the very early stages of a full on grade 5 panic attack, mostly due to the visions of sweatpant wearing, belly flashing, mullet banging crowds I know I'll encounter after entering the broken sliding doors. I'm not a judger at heart, I love everyone, but when being surrounded by every fashion and culture taboo, it's a bit overwhelming.
Good coffee is hard to come by-
I don't know how to roast coffee, I don't know what a good bean looks like, and I have no clue how to put it all together and made me some tasty grounds, but I do expect those who do own a coffee shop, to have this clue. Bitter, strong and overwhelming is not how I like to enjoy the splendor of the morning. Rich, yes. Smooth, yes please. Delectable, bonus, Eye Opening, expected. But to be jolted awake by bitter death, well it hurts and doesn't help my already full on hate of mornings. I would almost just like to send a letter to the two establishments and plead, " Please help make my mornings better, learn how to use your roaster." Of course ended with a smiley face and a Thanks. No need to be rude. :)
No one knows how to drive-
I just want to see them survive the cities without getting one of the many road raged men of business ( or unemployment) hitting their bumper from behind, pulling over and getting hit with a crowbar. No really, I want to see.
I miss real food-
Everything is dipped in butter, cooked in grease and served so fried it's hard to not hear your heart plugging up. Home cooked meals are always good, and welcomed, but when I go out for dinner I want my burger to have a taste other then burnt fat-top. The one saving grace of this town of grease and butter is the pizza. Most of the pizza joints in town are delicious. They all make their own, homemade pizza and the sauce and use of REAL Green Olives, makes me smile and almost makes up for every other shortcoming on the menu. But once again, I want my heart to make it past 30, so if you wouldn't mind, let's try and use ingredients that won't kill me before I have children, when I'm old enough and financially stable enough, mind you.
You realize everyone is dirty-
Your teachers, the nice person behind the ice-cream parlor, the banker, the supermarket owner, EVERYONE is a dirty old person who once you start hearing stories about their past, your whole world is turned upside down. It's not a fun experience hearing your teachers had an affair 30 years ago. Who wants to know that? Not me.
The good thing(s)
Old friends, having grandma's food around, the lake. getting to see the leaves change outside of a city sidewalk, and having an amazing boy to distract you from all the negatives. Not everything has to suck.
First thing you notice:
EVERYONE is birthing something-
It's the most fashionable accessory you can have in this town- a kid. The thing you have at your hip, at your feet following you around and eating all your food. Sounds great right? Well I'm not saying have a child is a horrible thing, it's beautiful and something I really can't describe (since I haven't birthed anything yet). But it's also a huge responsibility and it's expensive, it's not something to be taken lightly. But yet, single mothers are about as abundant as dandilions in Spring. Everywhere, and they won't go away. I'm always surprised to hear about a old classmate that now has a kid and a new boyfriend who's willing to stick around and help take care of her kid. Wait, no I"m not. Just about once a week someone has a child, someone births something, when maybe they should just wait a couple years,you know, till they are ready and able to support a child. But of course this is just what I see.
K-Mart is the place to be-
There was once a time where I thought, " Hey guys! Let's go to K-Mart and hang out." Now it's, " Can we PLEASE drive 2 hours to a Target!?" Even whilst driving to the Big K I begin to feel the very early stages of a full on grade 5 panic attack, mostly due to the visions of sweatpant wearing, belly flashing, mullet banging crowds I know I'll encounter after entering the broken sliding doors. I'm not a judger at heart, I love everyone, but when being surrounded by every fashion and culture taboo, it's a bit overwhelming.
Good coffee is hard to come by-
I don't know how to roast coffee, I don't know what a good bean looks like, and I have no clue how to put it all together and made me some tasty grounds, but I do expect those who do own a coffee shop, to have this clue. Bitter, strong and overwhelming is not how I like to enjoy the splendor of the morning. Rich, yes. Smooth, yes please. Delectable, bonus, Eye Opening, expected. But to be jolted awake by bitter death, well it hurts and doesn't help my already full on hate of mornings. I would almost just like to send a letter to the two establishments and plead, " Please help make my mornings better, learn how to use your roaster." Of course ended with a smiley face and a Thanks. No need to be rude. :)
No one knows how to drive-
I just want to see them survive the cities without getting one of the many road raged men of business ( or unemployment) hitting their bumper from behind, pulling over and getting hit with a crowbar. No really, I want to see.
I miss real food-
Everything is dipped in butter, cooked in grease and served so fried it's hard to not hear your heart plugging up. Home cooked meals are always good, and welcomed, but when I go out for dinner I want my burger to have a taste other then burnt fat-top. The one saving grace of this town of grease and butter is the pizza. Most of the pizza joints in town are delicious. They all make their own, homemade pizza and the sauce and use of REAL Green Olives, makes me smile and almost makes up for every other shortcoming on the menu. But once again, I want my heart to make it past 30, so if you wouldn't mind, let's try and use ingredients that won't kill me before I have children, when I'm old enough and financially stable enough, mind you.
You realize everyone is dirty-
Your teachers, the nice person behind the ice-cream parlor, the banker, the supermarket owner, EVERYONE is a dirty old person who once you start hearing stories about their past, your whole world is turned upside down. It's not a fun experience hearing your teachers had an affair 30 years ago. Who wants to know that? Not me.
The good thing(s)
Old friends, having grandma's food around, the lake. getting to see the leaves change outside of a city sidewalk, and having an amazing boy to distract you from all the negatives. Not everything has to suck.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Understanding the Spinx
"I want out of the labels.
I don't want my whole life crammed into a single word.
A story.
I want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map.
A real adventure.
A Spinx.
A mystery.
A blank.
Unknown. Undefined." -Jeffree Star
Who doesn't want this? Who doesn't want to be their own person. But to be that, you have to be a full extreme. You can't do it half-way. To be your own person, people aren't going to understand, they are going to judge and they are going to stare.
Get used to it.
So this blog is mostly me just.... blah, blah, blahing... some of it might have some substance. We'll see about that.
I can talk about the Housewives of New Jersey ( they are like candy corn, you can't eat just one) to the ignorance of school bullying, to snowcones. Don't let anything shock you, not saying anything will, but if it does, your far to easily shocked.
I don't want my whole life crammed into a single word.
A story.
I want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map.
A real adventure.
A Spinx.
A mystery.
A blank.
Unknown. Undefined." -Jeffree Star
Who doesn't want this? Who doesn't want to be their own person. But to be that, you have to be a full extreme. You can't do it half-way. To be your own person, people aren't going to understand, they are going to judge and they are going to stare.
Get used to it.
So this blog is mostly me just.... blah, blah, blahing... some of it might have some substance. We'll see about that.
I can talk about the Housewives of New Jersey ( they are like candy corn, you can't eat just one) to the ignorance of school bullying, to snowcones. Don't let anything shock you, not saying anything will, but if it does, your far to easily shocked.
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