Sunday, September 24, 2017

Not Just a Clap

Not just a clap

Last month, or perhaps it was last week, a co-worker was devastated because she explained that her legs clapped when she did jumping jacks. Completely perplexed, in my head I thought my legs have never clapped, how could your hands get to your legs when they're supposed to be in the air clapping in the air… how in the world does this happen? Much to my dismay when I got out of the shower this morning I propped myself in between the walls in the hallway so I could not fall and did a jumping jack. I am proud to announce that although I have lost a pound or two Oh, my legs did not only clap they gave me a round of applause! It might only be a clap if I have enough balance to complete a jumping jack at a normal speed however I don't. Much like my communication is Sean out... So are my claps.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Money - Saving Idea!

Money-saving Idea!

Trying to be my occasionally Frugal self, I had a great new idea about cereal. I thought the bag cereal was cheaper but I had some boxed cereal at home. I decided to eat all of the cereal I have but save the box and then go buy bagged cereal to refill the the box with a similar cereal... Pretty clever, right? Well so I went out on venture today to return the Fruit Loops (Tootie Fruities) that my fiance bought because I didn't want to pay for a brand name and to him off-brand Fruit Loops are  healthy :-). Tonight when I went back to the store to return the cereal, only basing nutritional value on the number of carbohydrates I found Oat Blenders and Cinnamon Tasters had the same number of carbohydrates . I was spending way too much time deciding which bag to get when I ran into a friend from Rocky Mountain Calvary that I have not seen in awhile which. She unknowingly convinced me to hurry up and I grabbed them both planning to exchange the Tootie Fruities. I ended up not exchanging any of them and going home with a bag Oat Blenders, Cinnamon Toasters, and yes the infamous Tootie Fruities.

Because I am so long-winded I almost stopped the store and was like why dad even like this? And then I looked on to my kitchen floor and totally realize what I'm writing about.

            I arrived home with the bags of cereal and finish the last little bit of the boxer that I wanted to refill with the cereal out of the bag. I thought that this cannot be hard so I opened the bag along the entire perforated line. I stuffed the opening of the bagged cereal Into the now empty bag of the boxed cereal and began to pour. Although I heard a few cereal pieces fall to the floor I didn't think it was March so I continued to pour. As the bag from the boxed cereal began to get full I'm pulled the bag cereal away. I was feeling pretty proud of myself when I heard cereal pieces fall like pouring rain to the floor. Apparently there was a little sliver of the bag cereal sticking out of the box cereal bag pouring onto the counter ( I was methodically using the counter as my other hand because this would have been a much worse story using my shaky hand to hold the box)

I'm really not sure that I saved much money if any. If I were to count be flakes of cereal in a bag giving them each a monetary value and adding that to the once cheaper price of bagged cereal. I really think that I have not saved anything although this did create a great storm in my opinion. Oh and I have not used the entire bag of cereal so actually it might be cheaper but is it worth it? While a picture is worth a thousand  can you put a price tag on laughter and joy?

Sunday, September 3, 2017

A Shoebox

A Shoebox

As we are preparing to move into our house, Jason I have been discussing furniture that will be discarded of, furniture and that we have doubles of, and odds and ends throughout the house that we will no longer need. When I was over at his apartment there was a shoebox in the middle of the floor which has always been in the middle of his floor. Knowing that this is a shoebox for his cats, I brought up the idea of maybe we could decorate the box or make it look less boxy. Later on throughout the day Jason was talking in his “ I am the cat talking to Kimi” voice when saying "okay Broody tell her that you don't want your box decorated with stinking wrapping paper.” I eventually said okay maybe not wrap it but make it a little more presentable. Again in his cat voice he said, “tell her we don't need our box presentable.” this is the man who just told me he didn't want to go to an adult night at the zoo because he lives in the zoo himself, but I must say that he allows it to be a zoo. :-).

Thursday, August 10, 2017

First Star Trek Convention '17

First Star Trek Convention '17
June 5th I received a text from my boyfriend:
“So...this is just a possibility to think about.  Instead of going to the Denver Comic Book Convention at the end of the month, how would you like to go on a real trip and go to the big Star Trek Convention in August in Las Vegas???”
As I read the message I thought, “Something to think about? Of course I want to go!” but then I thought about how school is starting and how it takes me 5 years to prepare for anything. I wasn't sure if I could do it for about .01 seconds. Then Jason explained that “this could possibly be the greatest people watching experience of your life” -- I was sold!
           I sat at Starbucks thinking why he want to take me to Star Trek convention. Shortly -- okay it wasn't that shortly, less than a week after receiving the invitation to Las Vegas I wrote this in my journal, “Got this crazy feeling that Jason will ask to marry me when we go to Las Vegas and it is 3:40 in the morning on Friday June 9th.” HE didn’t even know he was going to do it then. However between then and when we actually went to Las Vegas the idea and excitement dissipated; I had convinced myself and other people I'd shared the idea with agreed that I shouldn't get my hopes up and I should just plan on going and having fun.. Hopes up? I don't need no stinkin’ hope-- I'm going to the greatest people watching experience in my life! Not only would this be in an entirely new environment, cultural differences would abound. If I was doing an experiment, this would be an entirely new sample set than the one I see everyday- visitors of Starbucks. Days past, life happened and with my “stellar memory” I almost forgot about this wonderful suspicion until Friday.  
If was the Friday before we would be leaving and there was a family gathering of my step mom's family in Castle Rock. My cousin had very recently gotten engaged and everyone was sharing their engagement stories. Jason and I-- not so much. None of the stories were traditional or at least they weren’t like what I thought engagements were supposed to be.like - - at a restaurant, dressed nice, nice ring….. oh and I forgot to say planned. Grandpa Batt proposed sort of nonchalantly on my way to their typical date night. My dad and my brother-in-law both proposed with a beer bottle opener or a beer tab? Some sort of memory token of their night. I may not remember correctly but I think Aunt Renee and Uncle Ron had a somewhat traditional proposal and my cousin Richelle was proposed to in Hawaii on the beach. After the conversation topic came to a close The most recent engagement Adam and Randi happened during a hike...with a backpack. I felt the necessity to apologize to Jason for being put in a weird, or what I thought might have been a weird position. However it turns out that the information Jason learned at the family gathering ended up being very beneficial.
                We were supposed to go to a nice restaurant the first night we were there but events didn't go as planned. I was so excited to see how Jason adapted to my disability -- although I think of jumping on his back might have been a good idea  now, it didn't dawn on me then and I'm kind of glad it didn't - - It might have but I had on a dress and I am afraid I would have broken his back. I cried and felt bad and told him to go without me but he wouldn’t and we had dinner elsewhere.
The trip was packed with seeing amazing people in awesome costumes, listening to “behind the scenes” information about what it took to make Star Trek what it has been and what it is today (seeing the Enterprise in the making was awesome), and as I was warned there were a couple people in random costumes.  It was our last night there and Jason wanted to go change out of our costumes before dinner. Keeping my high school title of “Most Spirited,” I suggested that we go in our Star Trek costumes. Riding a special, hidden elevator to the 50th floor was not bad, but the family who was dressed very nicely who got on the secret elevator with us must have thought that we were lost because of a clothing.
The restaurant was a busy place and the delay of being served cut into our plans. Jason got up and reached into his backpack on the back of my wheelchair. He got on one knee (I thought he was falling between my wheelchair, the empty chair, and the glass window) and proposed.  But wait, there’s more! Jason put the ring over my purity/reminder ring and it fit-- OVER my purity ring! What? It is a Starfleet Academy ring!!! Jason is a jokester and I always have ask if he is serious and this was no different-- I asked if he was serious and he assured me that he was!



Tuesday, August 8, 2017

What to Wear Oh What to Wear..

What to Wear Oh What to Wear..

My mom likes to say that when I was younger I dressed with a sense of humor...well at least that's what I told her. As I got dressed today I put on a nice black dress with red flowers that was a bit low cut. To be my modest self, I wanted to wear a tank top underneath. In deciding what color to wear I thought, “Kimi, you could wear black but your leggings are black. You could wear red but the flowers on the dress are red and it is quite a dominating color of the dress.” Using my fashion sense that I insist came from my time at the Buckle with Dee Medlock, I pulled the smallest color in the dress - green. The leaves on the flowers are green and I have a green tank top! As I sit here with hair that is dripping wet, I am pleased that I have a variety of modesty tank tops to bring out the smallest color of my clothing :-) thank you for whoever taught me that.

I may not always look like I tried to dress decently, but I stress about getting dressed and most of the thoughts I post on here are honestly things that go through my head. It seems almost cliche already but the struggle is real.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

For breakfast?

For breakfast?

I was once told that if you don't feel good about giving something to someone as a gift then you shouldn't give it to them or something along those lines. I wonder if the same principle goes for having a good conscience or doing good things.

This morning I needed this go pick up something to bring to a party I'm I'm going to this afternoon. I realized that I had given my money allotted food this month to my housekeeper. I also had a few personal items I needed to purchase and I only had a little bit of money left for this month. So I went to look at the things on clearance at the grocery store and I found an amazing pie that I was sure would be perfect! After I stood from My Hotrod (wheelchair) and grabbed it, I was heading for the checkout and I saw watermelon... Watermelon would be perfect! So I went to put the perfect pie back and as I stood up to reach and put the pie back where the pie belonged it fell out of my hand and on the floor totally messing up the presentation of the pie. Now I know I'm at the grocery store and they would take it back -- it be fine. I'm also pretty sure that somebody might purchase a discounted, totally  smushed pie, that would be money the the store lost and even though it's a huge corporation, I wouldn't want to do that. Even though it was discounted, which I ended up buying and the watermelon  which was not, purchasing both of them along with the personal items sucked up the whole week's money. Although I thought this was sad and I am trying to maintain a decent weight over the summer, I guess I'm forced to eat smashed special edition Peach apple cobbler for breakfast! So I cried after buying the smashed Apple Peach Cobbler because it's something I really didn't want to do even though my conscience told me to. Is that the same as giving someone a gift that you really don't want to give them?

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Sunday 7/16/17 & Monday 7/17/17

Sunday 7/16/17 & Monday 7/17/17 ( sorry about the temporary possibly permanently unreative title)

As some of you may know, Sunday was National Ice Cream Day . Right next to my favorite Starbucks is McDonald's. I decided to go in McDonald's for going to Starbucks so I could stay in there and get free refills  until I had to leave for an appointment .  At McDonald's I met Lynn a very nice lady. She noticed that near my clavicle was a little red so she was telling me how to ease the burn - - put vinegar on washcloth and softly rub it-- oh how I love old-fashioned remedies! In addition to being a very nice lady,  she was from Florida  I've been Pensacola and Fort Lauderdale-- something about that good old southern hospitality. Instantly my house flashed in my mind and I was thinking of my former helper Heather who created a vinegar spray bottle in my bathroom. Remembering this I was super excited to get home and spray it on a washcloth and put it on my sunburn that didn't burn but looked pretty nasty. I had already got my free cream but I had them tip it over into a cup because it always melts before I can eat it all.  Then I had the genius idea of purchasing a Coke . Once I purchased anything I had the option of  getting a free McFlurry or free  Shake.  I got a free vanilla shake  and poured the Coke in the shake it made a Coke float! Boy was I excited :-).

After that, I looked across the parking lot and saw Baskin Robbins - another ice cream store. Before I stopped at Starbucks I went to Baskin-Robbins and asked if they had anything going on for the ice cream day. They said that they didn't but I looked on my RetailMeNot app and saw that I had a free scoop of ice cream so I got it and spoke with an army chaplain and his family. The chaplain, Victor is from Puerto Rico. Having met chaplins of different sorts over the years I asked him what his job entailed. He described that he “serves our Service Members by offering religious services, counseling and advising the command about religion,  morale and morals.” when I finally made it to Starbucks I ran into a man who I had previously met as we were praying with a group of students who were camp counselors. Sadly I cannot find his name in my journal, so if you would please comment on this. Actually I have your name in my journal and it says Medrano... That does not seem right to me but it might be.

I had such a  Super Summertime Sunday and I ran into many awesome people with all of them not being named, I was in for a major turn around the next day.

The next day (Monday) I knew that I had an appointment at 1:30 in the afternoon but thought "hey I can work out and then go see my friends at Starbucks and be home in time to get to my appointment" that was my plan I was sticking to it! I wasn't feeling exactly normal but I just figured it was the Monday blues or something so I worked out and ran to Starbucks. I ordered a water because my head wasn't feeling quite up to par and the temperature outside was pretty hot even though once in the morning so I thought maybe I needed to hydrate. I only took a few sips of the water, rushed to the bathroom and the water and anything I had eaten that morning decided to visit the toilet. After that my body felt like I was back to normal but I was worried that something could be wrong so I notified the Baristas of what happened and then went home. Not much later I went to my appointment and found out that it was all cattywampus. Certain people were not communicating with other people and I needed to come back on a different day. All in all the past couple days have been adventurous. Today I worked out with  Sharon and her mother and although there were not many adventures today,
I did have an amazing visitor- - my mother who decided that I should change the location of my fans until we get my house rearranged to uncover the air conditioner. This is another sign of global warming because I have not used my air conditioner in the many years I have lived here I just open the windows and everything is awesome... Until now :-(.