>Crunch, crunch…kiss, kiss…

Posted on September 30, 2005 by Katie

>Ahhh…isn’t Fall great? I love the coolness of night and the crisp sunshine of day. I really love playing in crunchy leaves…It makes me want to take long, slow, hand-holding walks with my hubby. The first time we kissed after I feel in love with him was in a pile of leaves in my parents’ front yard. I still have a leaf that stuck to my hair from that kiss. It was great…Does Fall make anyone else feel romantic?

Fall in Kentucky is pretty great. As much as I hate being so far from friends and family in Indy, I really love the area where we live. It’s so hilly and peaceful and beautiful. I can’t wait for the leaves to start changing color!

For your reading pleasure, here are some lyrics from one of my favorite Nichole Nordeman songs. If you don’t know her, go out right now and buy one of her CD’s! I recommend This Mystery or Woven and Spun – they’re her 2 best in my opinion.

“Even when the trees have just surrendered to the harvest time, forfeiting their leaves in late September and sending us inside, still I notice you when change begins, and I am braced for colder winds. I will offer thanks for what has been and what’s to come. You are Autumn…”
-“Every Season” from This Mystery

So, life is good today. This week has been pretty busy at work, but slow at home. I’m totally psyched. Today I am wearing a pair of pants that I haven’t been able to zip up since last summer! YAY! I have a goal of 80 pounds to lose, and the last time I weighed myself (a few weeks ago) I was 15 lbs. closer to my goal!

Alright…I’m going to get back to work. Take care and love each other!

>Are you kidding me???

Posted on September 21, 2005 by Katie

>I’m sorry to belabor the point, but is there NOTHING the Magic Eraser can’t do? I called Kelly tonight to tell her how right she was about the power of “TMPCTIAC” (see last night’s post), and she said, “Oh yeah? Clean your shoes.” So, I picked up my dirtiest, scuffiest pair of tennis shoes, wet the sponge and started scrubbing. Less than 5 minutes later, I have kicks as pearly white as St. Peter’s gate! Seriously guys…go out and treat yourself to a Magic Eraser. You WON’T be sorry!

Love Eachother,
Katie

>Freakin’ Awesome!

Posted on September 20, 2005 by Katie

>I have just found my most favorite thing…the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser! Crazy, I know, but it’s true! My sis has been singing the praises of the Magic Eraser (hereafter referred to as “the most perfect cleaning tool in all Creation) for a while now. I even went out and bought one a few months ago and tried taking scuffs off of my walls with it. It worked, but I didn’t realize until tonight the power that little spongy block held!

I was watching television (big suprise) and saw a commercial for “the most perfect cleaning tool in all Creation” (hereafter referred to as “TMPCTIAC”) where the lady was actually eliminating soap scum from her bathtub with “TMPCTIAC”. Surely this was just a ploy by scheming (though effective) marketing executives to convince me that I most certainly could not live without “TMPCTIAC”. Remembering my young sister’s sage advice, and also remembering that I, in fact, did personally possess a “TMPCTIAC”, I decided to dig it out of the laundry room and try it out on my not-quite-filthy-but-getting-pretty-darn-close-tub. With much skepticism, I turned on the water in the tub to wet my “TMPCTIAC”, and after I wrung out the excess water, the “TMPCTIAC” wrinkled in such a way that it almost looked like a smirk.

“You don’t think I can do this, do you?”
(*For the record, I didn’t actually hear its voice…I could tell what it was thinking by the look on its face. I’m not crazy, you know.*)
“Of course you can’t do this!” I replied. “You have no cleaning products to work with, no scratchy bristles. Why, I don’t even need to wear rubber gloves to handle you. How powerful can you really be?”
“Watch me.”

That was it. A small challenge made by an inanimate object was all it took to get my adrenaline pumping. With everything to prove, I dove into the tub and picked the ickiest, scummiest spot and gave it a few swipes…

Now, I must inform you that when one’s pride is damaged as mine was this evening, it is never an easy thing to handle. However, this dose of humility was much easier to swallow than I would have thought. You know what they say: “A spoonful of a gleaming, scum-free bathtub makes the medicine go down…”

The rest, as they say, es historia. Take some advice from me (and my sis): go out RIGHT NOW and get a “TMPCTIAC” (hereafter referred to as “the Magic Eraser”).

Until my next adventure…

Livin’ la vida loca,
Katie