March Stress brings May Weddings.

Soooooooo.... I have not done this in such a long time and I really thought with all the goings on here in Kimberly town it was time to get back on the horse and stretch my writing bones.

In a little under 2 months I will officially be a Mrs. I waited a long time for this day and right at this point it feels like everything is just flying by me. The time passes so quickly and I am afraid that in a blink of an eye 2 months will be up and I won't have finished everything we still need to do. I started having these crazy dreams where I walk down the aisle with no veil and flip-flops, or my hair is a mess and I never hired anyone to take photos. I was doing so well too without getting that crazy stressed out bridezilla thing happening, but as the day draws closer I am pretty sure the other shoe will drop and I am going to go absolutely bat-shit crazy over something really mundane like tablecloth colors.

Realistically we have completed so many things and I really shouldn't be worried, but theKnot.com keeps telling me in big red "you are so totally late" letters that I am behind in some way or another. I just keep having to tell myself that everything is going to be great and no one will notice if I leave out some small detail.

On a less stressed out note, Eric and I planted bulbs in the fall and we are starting to see them sprout. Hopefully if we are lucky they'll be blossoming right at the time of the wedding. We wanted to see if we could be our own florists and grow flowers to use at the reception and ceremony. So far they look like they will turn out great and I am so excited that no matter what we made a difference to my Mom's home that will always be here. I love that in years to come they will continue to flourish, sprouting more and more buds every year. I worked really hard making sure they get enough sun, water, and love so it's been so incredible to see all of that work be so fruitful.

Anyway, I should get back to planning and stressing and hoping and praying and trying to enjoy this process of event planning.

Well Hello Again!

Okay so it's been like forever since I posted anything so I thought I might drop some phat beats on you. I mean that in some sort of figurative way so don't get your panties in a bunch.

I recently stumbled upon two amazing bands. One of them is not really new just new to me, and one of them I would actually consider pretty new to the scene. (Well at least the US scene)
To start off I would like to say if there is anyone out there who hasn't heard The Black Keys yet you should get out there and give them a listen. They are this bluesy rock band that just radiate with sexiness and good times.

Now The Black Keys have been around for awhile and have been featured in a bunch a of movies and stuff and I have been apparently been listening to them for like ages before I even realized it. Anyway I saw them on Jimmy Fallon and was hooked. I now have this crazy love for them and have been listening to their music for like five days straight.

Next on the list is the band Two Door Cinema Club. They are this fun indie-pop band out of Northern Ireland and they totally just rock. I have been listening to them for a few weeks now and I always am craving more listening time with them. They're music is kinda diverse too. Like I can listen to them doing almost anything. I listen to them while I run, while I chill, and when I need a pick me up. I love them. As soon as they start touring in the US I will be the first in line to get tickets to see them out here on the west coast.
Also their album has a cat wearing a crown on it so you know they gets points with me for that.

Now I know that I normally have terrible taste in music often defaulting to the heavily mixed and mastered pop/ hip hop pop genres, but I think these bands show off that I can also like good music that has talent and whatnot. So take a chance and give them both a listen.

PS Katy Perry's California Gurls is pretty awesome too. On that note I will leave you all with some parting wisdom, Snoop Dogg wishes all girls could be California girls. Take that other states!

The many adventures of Cassady Rainer... aka crazy cat lady strikes again!

This is Cassady, just an ordinary cat who likes to find herself in the most wonderful of places.

Like in the tippy-top of the closet.
Or in a fake bush.
Or maybe lounging in the window. Just hanging out with the goose let her flab hang down.

Or just hanging out looking down on all the little people.

The loss of a second and possibly third place.

Ever since I left Seattle and my bookstore job I have missed it all quite terribly. I knew I would miss Washington and a lot of its inhabitants, but quite honestly I never really expected to miss the drama and stress of working retail. I do though and every time I look through the website of said former employer I wish I still had a place on the staff picks page. I love being apart of a team and I also really love getting recognition for being on said team. Since I feel so dejected not being on their staff picks page I decided to replicate what would have been found about me on the page.

So here it is...


Kim
Kim is a fun-loving leo who loves to chat and can sometimes be a bit garrulous. She is passionate talking about theology, Lady Gaga, her cats Kerouac and Cassady, gossip magazines, all things California, and teenage dramas found in all facets of the media. She reads ya fiction, historical fiction, memoirs, and chick lit.



If you want to know more about my actual feelings on books check out my good-reads account.

and as Ringo Starr would say "Peace".

Craigslist

Conan O'Brien's latest attempts to sell himself and the Tonight Show on craigslist has brought me back to my days of looking at the weird and irksome ads of craigslist.
I had a trouble locating the real Conan ads, but instead found a ton of other interesting things. It really amazes me what people will put up there, and how much people are really willing to share with complete strangers.
Like I found this one in missed connections that was titled "Missing: Mother of my Children". It was a deep, sorrowful letter to a man's currently separated wife, with an ending paragraph that was extremely angry and threatening to some guy named Mike Wilder, I think. Names aren't really important are they? Anyway, I was just amazed that someone felt comfortable to just send that out into the universe.
The next ad I found was a m4w ad that was from two guys (one black and one white) who wanted to offer some ladies a good time. They claimed their ad was better than other ads because you didn't need to choose between white or black, you could have both. I mean come on ladies if that isn't a deal I don't know what really is. But if that wasn't enough of a deal clincher they also included photos of both of their penises. This then reminded me why I do not try and find men on Craigslist.
Another one of my favorites was the "Pussy Eating" ad. Honestly it was just a photo of a creepy older gentlemen, who was rocking a pony-tail but was balding on the top, with the words "I like to eat pussy. No need to return the favor just be natural and hairy." Needless to say, I was utterly disturbed.
After encountering that gem I then found the strictly platonic section. Immediately I had forgotten all of the creepers I had found on this site and was excited about finding a new friend. There were a few ads I was interested in. "Yes I would love to go see a movie with you once a week"... "Of course we can be workout buddies"..."How could I possibly ever pass up a crazy cat lady play date with you"... "Yes I am an entertaining, yet laid back girl." But then all the creepiness came rushing back to me, and I quickly abandoned the idea of meeting perfect strangers who wanted to quickly become my very best friend.
Back to mourning the loss of my bedtime buddy Conan, and prepping for the GRE. Maybe I'll even give my real friends a call to remind me I don't need Craigslist to make friends.

The Whachamacalit

Every morning is the same.
I feel the sun on my face and wake up alone. I take a deep breath, wonder how I got here, and close my eyes again.
Five minutes later I open my eyes and force myself to get out of bed.
It's hard to get out of bed when you have no where to go and no one depending upon you. The cats don't even depend on me anymore. They just sleep with me and silently pray that they'll get fed that day.
I get terrified when the phone rings or there's a knock at the door. I lock myself up tight in here. I sleep with a bat by my bed and leave the TV on all night listening to the Tanner family deal with the pressing family issues of the 80's. My Dad thinks I should get a gun, and learn how to use it. I'm pretty sure that in the heat of the moment I would forget how to use said gun and probably shoot a cat. I want to get a dog, but then I would be the weird, lonely, "Full House" girl living with two cats and a dog. I would officially live in a zoo. A melancholy, hungry, and disconnected zoo.
I make coffee everyday and try to feel alive.
I look for work, study for the GRE's, attend to the cats, and hope tomorrow will be better.
Maybe tomorrow a friend will call, or maybe tomorrow I'll wake up next to Eric.
Perhaps tomorrow, I won't regret so many decisions in my life and actually be excited about what the future holds.
Maybe, tomorrow, I'll wake up and have my old life back. This all would have just been a dream a la "Groundhog Day", and my face would still be smiling back at me on the staff picks page.
Maybe tomorrow this crushing feeling in my chest would finally disappear, and the endless tears would stop falling.
Perhaps, tomorrow morning won't be the same as all the rest.

Time to make the donuts part duex

Okay, since Jon was quite disappointed with the fact that my last blog referenced donuts but neglected to talk about them in the post I have decided to do a donut post.

Voodoo donuts... What a truly wonderful place you are. It's like the Disneyland of donut stores. I mean it's non-stop fun full of sugary deliciousness. They even have the vegan donuts for those who respect the animals. So if you're in the Portland area I recommend stopping in and having a donut or two.

Next stop on the donut tour is the Donut Man in Glendora,CA. They are just this hole in the wall making sugary delights filled with fresh sugary fruit. I mean it's heaven, and you get a serving of fruit in every donut. MMM... I'm drooling just thinking of it.



Other than that Krispy Kreme will do in a pinch, but I have this strange desire to eat like 5 dozen when I get donuts from them. So I try to stay away from them at all cost. They do a really good job of keeping me away since the only time I need them is at like midnight and they are totally closed by then. I always try though. I mean Eric and I have driven there like a million times and always have left disappointed because they are closed.

Anyway... I write this because I am blue and I don't want to eat my feelings anymore. So instead I will electronically eat my feelings and hopefully lose a little weight.

Night.