01 June 2010

The site of future memories...

Here is a very long pictoral tour of our place at Bray's Island. Hopefully it will inspire you all to make the trek with me sometime!!! (Note: artwork isn't up yet, and if you know my parents, you know it will be EPIC.)

View from the dirt road: almost invisible!
Coming up the drive on your right: Garage.
Coming up the drive to the house.
Front.
Front Porch... still unfurnished
One view from the front porch.
Another view from the front porch.
TV room off the entry.
View #2.
Living Room
Kitchen
KItchen #2 - awesome cabinets!!! (and Mom)

Bar room off the kitchen.

Dining room shot #1

Dining room shot #2

Master Bedroom.

Master Bath #1 (It requires 2 shots... you'll see why.)

Master bath #2 with what I call the "orgy shower." Mom doesn't like that name.

Checking out the back porch before we head upstairs.You can get a glimpse of the paddocks.

Back yard in the rain.

Back yard after the rain stopped.

Now... Time to go upstairs...
Cort's Room
My Room
Bunk Room #1 (a.k.a. your room, unless you're sleeping with me.)

Bunk Room #2 (The beds are extra-long twin so that adults can fit.)

AWESOME farm sink.

That's it! Now when are you going to come visit???

Love,
Katie



Oh so pretty...

I got my hair done last week. It finally looks normal for the first time in months! In order to get it to look normal, however... I had to look like THIS for about 3 hours. I thought you'd all enjoy the hilarity.

My foils match my blackberry. How cute!

Love,
Katie

25 May 2010

Thoughts Part 1

Sometimes random thoughts come to me during the day. If they're silly, I tend to quickly post them here, and others go into a mini notebook that I keep on me at most (not all) times. I thought I'd share some now that I have a little collection starting. They're not necessarily going to change your life, but I like to use them as my own little mantras sometimes.

- In order to get what you deserve, you first have to deserve it.

- You're never too old to appreciate a good cape.

- Smiles are contagious. Look in a mirror and infect yourself.

- Sometimes, all a day needs to be successful is a satisfying poop.

- Every one at every moment has the right to be happy. We may only question what it is that makes them happy.

- Bodies don't make small people. Closed minds do.

- If all the world's a stage. I damn well better not be in the chorus.

- Sometimes the best way to prepare for the future is to forget it even exists.

Love,
Katie

24 May 2010

Take some time...

Watch this clip. It's remarkable how profound you can be with cartoons.

Music and Life

Love,
Katie

Just because...

Just because you have a disability, do you automatically have the right to be an asshole? Kel and I were discussing this with relation to Artie on Glee, (I still maintain that his emotional outbursts are extremely judgmental and lack justification) but today this issue really hit home. Let me explain...

Today on the T there happened to be a blind woman in a wheelchair. She was accompanied by a man who, despite being unclear as to whether or not he had a disability, had a seeing eye dog (while still being able to maneuver around the car with ease). We reached their stop, and which point the woman started attempting to prepare her chair for backing out of the car. Her friend held his arm in the door so that there would be time for her to exit, and everyone moved out of the way so that she would have enough of a turning radius. Then, it happened.

First came the people attempting to get on the T, who couldn't see that she was eventually going to be exiting (she was still turning). "Hey! Watch it!" Her friend yelled. "You guys are FUCKING ASSHOLES!" The two people apologized and moved down to the next door. One of them seemed really stunned and almost on the verge of tears for being called an asshole. (I would cry if someone called me an asshole... or I'd hit them.)

It was then that the woman was finally prepared to back out. As she reached the small gap, her chair hit a snag, and she was halted. It was at this point that all of the people around her started to approach to help. (She was quite overweight, and it would have taken at least 4 people to lift the chair if need-be.) This time, she screamed. "NO!!!!! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!!!" she said while flailing her arms. She scooted forward, reversed again, and got stuck for a second time. Obviously, no one moved because of her obvious aversion to aid. This, however, was unacceptable in the eyes of her friend.

"How come no one will help her get out of the car?! Somebody get over here and lift it!" It was at this point that the doors on the T started to close, due to the fact that almost 2 minutes had passed. "HEY!!!!!!! WE'RE TRYING TO GET OUT!!!!" he yelled, and ran to the emergency button on the wall. Once he hit it, an MBTA officer stepped out of the train and asked if everything was alright. (Some weary travelers had helped his friend out of the car, upon which she did not thank them.) Despite the fact that they both had made it onto the platform, everything was apparently not okay.

"The doors were closing on us! We're trying to get off, and the doors were closing on us! What kind of ASSHOLES don't let people off of the train?"

The officer asked if they were off, and if the doors could close, to which the man answered and signed, "NO! NO! NO!" To all of our joy, the doors started closing anyway, (since nothing was blocking the doorway) which prompted him to throw himself back into the car while screaming, "NO! CAN'T YOU GET YOUR FUCKING ACT TOGETHER?! WE ARE STILL HERE!"

While his back was turned, the doors shut for a second time, and we were on our way... but I couldn't help but think about hwo the scene had come to be. Now, these people are probably just assholes because they're assholes (no implications here that people with disabilities are assholes, since that would be completely erroneous and a disgusting statement to make in general), but what's different here is that they got away with it. Everyone on the train was kind, tried to help, backed off when they were yelled at, and even apologized for their attempts at generosity. So, here's my question: Does having a disability (and this omits mental disabilities for obvious reasons) give you a free pass to assholedom? Why?

Love,
Katie

21 May 2010

A week in the life...

I kept taking all of these photos to show you all, and now I have quite a surplus, so I thought I'd combine them into a post to give you an idea of a week in my life. (As you'll see... I spend a ridiculous amount of time on public transportation.)

Let us begin with Saturday at 1 pm:


This man was so intoxicated that his head kept moving closer and closer to the floor... that is, until the T would jerk to a stop. At every stop, without fail, he would raise his head and yell: "IS THIS PAAK STREET?!" in his outrageously thick Boston accent. I joined the people around me in our awkward shaking of our heads "no," he'd return to the position shown above, and all of us would hold our breath for his inevitable meeting with the rubberized flooring beneath him.

Sunday 11 am:


Oh Lord, child! I never knew that scrubs could get pulled up this high. They are literally puckering at the nape of her butt cheeks. I never knew that mom-butt could be created with the uniform's equivalent to pajamas... but now I do.... Oh, now I do. 

Monday 4 pm:



I happened to luck out with an early work day, when I am confronted by my worst fashion nightmare (besides fishnet shirts). It's the athletic shoe + any pant that is not an athletic pant pairing! CURSES!!!! This may sound crazy, but I just can't stand this look. There are other athletically inspired options that are perfectly acceptable, such as converses, or sport/fashion shoes provided by puma, nike, and adidas. Or better yet, there's flats in all shapes and sizes all over the place! It's a TREND for goodness sake!!! There is absolutely NO REASON why my eyeballs must be assaulted by this on a daily basis!!!

Tuesday 8 am:


Do not adjust your computer screens... this is not a joke. That is a woman wearing a gray, oversized cable knit sweater with gray cable knit stockings and a pair of grey cable knit boots... All. At. Once. I'm completely mesmerized, and nearly miss my stop for work.

Wednesday 6 pm:



Making up for all of the heinousness I've seen all week... is this wonderful man who knows how to wear his jeans like a pro. Also, there is a man sitting on the other side of this fine piece of ass who is hot and reading a book. I tried to take a photo for the tumblr Hot Guys Reading Books, but I couldn't get the photo clear enough on my phone. This was quite the peaceful ride home. (Sigh of joy.)

Thursday 10:45 pm:


Thanks to a friend, I got to experience the amazingness that is Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band!!! On top of one of the saxophonists falling off stage, I was treated to a raucous good time that included burlesque dancers. (We all know that I'm a big fan of burlesque dancers.) I'm still confused as to the gender of one... which is intriguing given that burlesque dancers STRIP, but hey... whatever that lovely dancer happens to be is alright with me. 

Friday (All day)

Flying home to Cali. (Okay, so I might have mixed 2 weeks together due to the spread of my pictures, but I just had to include the next one.)

Saturday 11:45 am



BEHOLD!!! THE PERFECT PIECE OF TOAST!!! I was lucky enough to spend some quality time with my friends in California. Our brunch was quite perfect, including this delicious morsel prepared by Mallory. Mmmmmmmm!!!! 

Love,
Katie




20 May 2010

Sweetest band-aid...

Girl Truth #43: Sugar will mend a broken heart.

Love,
Katie