Saturday, March 31, 2012

A Match Made in Heaven

We've all heard of apples and peanut butter.

And celery and peanut butter.

But not many of us have been blessed with knowing the wonders of carrots and peanut butter.

Yes, you read that right.

Carrots + Peanut Butter = Match Made In Heaven

For those of you who have tried this, you'll know just how amazing this combination is. For those of you who haven't, you're probably staring at your screen with a face somewhat like this.


Now, I know you're skeptical, as was I. But, I promise you won't be disappointed. It's a combination of tastes that cannot be imagined, it must be experienced.

So, my challenge to you this weekend is to grab you're lonely jar of peanut butter and introduce it to your equally lonely bag of carrots, and watch the magic happen.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012


As I blogged a few Saturdays ago, I went to a Celtic dance with my dad and my boyfriend (see post here). After dropping Caleb off, we got home around 11:30pm, and my dad left right away to go play another gig in St. Louis. My brothers were in bed and my mom and sister weren't home, so I did what any girl would do at 11:30 after a long night of dancing - I took a bath.

After my bath, and seeing the no one was up, I really didn't feel like putting clothes on, and just wrapped a towel around myself. In the meantime, I got on Facebook. Caleb has been texting me this whole time, too.

"r u going 2 bed?" (this is honestly how he texts.)
"Not yet, im getting my pajamas on." (and this is how I text.)

 I wasn't actually getting my pajamas on. I'm still chilling in my towel checking my news feed.

 5 minutes later:

"U going 2 bed yet?"
"Ya, soon."

 Still on Facebook.

 "o my god!!! go look at the sky!!! right now!!!!!!"

Caleb is a fan of stargazing, and seeing as it was a pleasantly warm night, I figured he saw a shooting star or northern lights or something. So just to make him happy, I get up, still in my towel, and walk out onto the porch. I look up, and see no northern lights, but when I look back down, there's Caleb, standing in the driveway.

I freak.

"What are you doing here?! I'm in a towel!" I wrap it tighter around myself.
"I, I came to ask you a question."
"You're going to ask me to prom, aren't you?"
"Ya, I was."
"Can I go put clothes on?"
"Ya, that'd be good." He laughs.

So I run back into the house and grab some shorts and a t-shirt (which happened to one I stole from him), and walk back outside, my heart beating way too fast.

"Sorry for scaring you."
"Oh, no, it's fine, you just startled me." I'm smiling big now, walking towards him. I meet him the the driveway, and he takes me in his arms and looks me in the eye.

"Kate, will you go to prom with me?"
"I'd love to."

And of course I kissed the guy.

So that's how I was asked to prom. In a towel. At midnight.


Later I found out that he kept asking when I was going to bed so he could throw rocks at my window, but I was taking too long. He also drove on the grass, instead of the gravel driveway, because he knew I would hear the car. He's so cute.

Prom is May 19th.

I can't wait.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Happy Saint Patrick's Day Everyone!

I'm not really sure why we celebrate saint Patrick's day to begin with. Something about "luck o' the Irish" and you better wear green, or you'll get pinched. And obviously it has something to do with Saint Patty himself, but most people forget that and use it as an excuse to get drunk, even though they do that every weekend as it is, with or without a saint to celebrate.

Anyway, it's been gorgeous here. High 70's all week, mixed with fresh rain and some heat lightening. Mom and Beth are currently away for the weekend, and Dad is playing gigs literally all day, so Clay, William and I have the house to ourself. And no, we're not getting drunk.

 I've actually had a very productive weekend. Yesterday I cleaned the house. Then the boyfriend came over and we all watched Batman Begins, thoug to be honest I was half asleep through most of it. Dad made pizza and bought cream soda. Clay and Dad faced off in Mario Kart. Again. I lost track on who won.

 Today I woke up at 9 and made breakfast for William and I. Then proceeded to play monopoly jr. until 11 and lost. Typical.

 Then I cleaned my room, watched some YouTube videos, worked out, did laundry, and now we're at the park.  The current temperature is 77 degrees and I'm loving it. I'm thinking shamrock shakes are in order.

 I love spring time. Something about the fresh air and warm sun just makes your day better. You aren't cooped up in your house all day, and the town comes alive again. Ice cream shops open up, and the flip flops come out of their tiny corner in the closet.

 Yes, I know this won't last. It will probably snow in a few weeks. Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the weather now. Just because the weather isn't here to stay doesn't mean I shouldn't say hello.

 The Saint Patrick's Day Ceili dance is tonight, and it's something I look forward to every year. I'm forcing Caleb to come and be my partner. Well, I mean, I asked him, but had he said no I would have made him come anyway.

This concludes this random rant. There will probably be more to come now that I have motivation to actually do something other than eat, sleep, and dance. Until then,