Kelly Don't Get Mad

...but I am posting some photos from Friday night...
Hey, I suppose it's better than posting and TAGGING them on Facebook!

There, is this one ok? It's just a little blurry....


Meet my two fine dinner companions!


and





Don't ask....

A-Hem! We took the subway to the West side to Hurricanes!







Later.....


SO THAT'S why I woke up feeling AWFUL.
Thanks wine and jagermeister! (not a good mix)

PS my cat is addicted to grass-

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Come Lame With Me

new level of lameness-

I am REALLY looking forward to watching Come Dine With Me when I get home from work.

It is on from 7:30 - 10:00pm.

I am lame.

girls evening

YUMMmmMMMmmmMMM.

Good thing I am not a dieter.

http://www.donatellorestaurant.ca

Can't wait to hang out with Kel and Erin! All together!

As per the below blog archive- it has been almost 3 GD years!

http://kzwheatbag.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html

i have returned

I have returned safely from Panama. I survived two- 5 hour flights. I gotta say, I am still terrified to fly.

Wow, though. It was worth it. What a week.

Fist of all the weather was... perfect. It rained (if you could even call it that) for all of 5 minutes on one day while we were at the beach. We were already wet, and so it obvi didn't matter.

The ocean is fantastic. I hate to say it, being a Canadian gal with Lakes a plenty around but I am definitely an ocean gal. I love the temperature and I love the salt.
Love the salt.

There are so many reason to love Panama, but I got to say no matter where you go- it is mostly about WHO you go WITH:

Exhibit A)
This is the wonderful family who adopted me for one full week on a very short notice.
I can't say enough about every one of these beautiful faces- great people. (That blond third from the right is pretty incredible as well- i kid)

Thanks to the G Clan!

On our first day, we met a nice worker-guy named Anel. He made us this-


His name is Dennis Hopper the grasshopper-made outta palm leaf! (and no I am not pregnant)
The maids STOLE him....


There was a very lame disco but we made the best of it. I rocked that dress so well, Fio gave it to me! I am in love!



The resort was real nice as you can see-




Swim up bar!

Waterslide-



On our last day, I made Fio beach it with me in attempts to get some modeling shots that we could add to our portfolios. Hell-oo.



I am back and the peeling has begun.

(And by peeling I mean my skin... even though the above beauty shot may make one think I could make a killing as a stripper... I still have my diginity.)

PANAMA COUNTDOWN

I can't even deal.

How lucky am I????????????

In about 24 hours, I will have arrived in Panama.
One week away from my boys will be hard, I must admit. In case anyone forgets-
I am referring to this guy:

and this guy:


Together, known as THESE GUYS:


This will be the longest C dawg and I have been apart in our four years together. By far. I suppose absence makes the heart grow fonder? Is that even possible??

I will have Fio's shoulder to cry on when I'm missing them.

"Thanks in advance, friend!

Oh and pass me the sunscreen!"

not so sweet dreams

Last night I had a dream that I had this pet bird and he could skip-rope.


And he was so so good at it. But for some reason I realized he would be BETTER at jump rope if he was only a head. So I cut his body off:



There was no blood for some reason. It was like there was a special empty pit there between the head and the body so that the head could in fact (or was meant to be) separated from the body-



But then I realized he was helpless. And I would have to take care of him. Forever. I felt guilty and sad. I asked Kyle to help me and he said he couldn't because he had just got a cat himself.

I woke up this morning in a complete PANIC. I couldn't go back to sleep without the vision on the body-less bird in-my-care.

Dream analyzer help please!

i take it back

ok so that last post?

I TAKE IT ALL BACK!

Look where I am going to be from this Saturday to next-

PANAMA



I love you, Fiona and family!

2011 eh?

What has kind of been grinding my gears is how everyone and their mother is so G.D. excited about this "new beginning" and how 2011 is such a grand opportunity for a "fresh start" and "new adventures"

Quite honestly, maybe I am a little behind but I am not feeling it. At all.

I don't fell any different. In fact it could still be 2010 and I would hardly notice.

Am I just a late 2011 bloomer? Will I wake up one morning in February and say "Gosh darn it- I feel amazing?"

I kinda hope so. I am honestly a little jealous of all you optimistic bastards.

say hi to the phone guy