Recovering Toby

Toby had surgery on his leg Wednesday morning and is now home and recovering. My baby.

Kimmy'isms

Lately, I have been making up my own words or using completely wrong words in sentences. I blame it on the heat.

Me: I'm so hot.
Bertrand: Do you want me to turn on the AC for you?
Me: No, I just need to get acquainted.
Bertrand: Oh. Acclimated.

Me: I don't know what I'd do without my phone. I am completely decapacitated without it.
Bertrand: Incapacitated?

Bertrand: Is the internet working for you?
Me: No. I gave up because it was connecting but not giving me an ipconfig.
Bertrand: Oh. You couldn't get an IP address.

Whirlwind Weekend

Over the weekend, I went on a marathon run of activities and events.

Drove with the top down to Southern California, soaking up the warm air and sun.

Sweated it out in the sweltering heat with Bugs & Porky.

Screamed, flipped, turned, flew on the rollercoasters at Magic Mountain.

Watched the sunset in La Jolla.

Cheered for my cousin at her graduation from UCSD.

Beamed with pride at my little brother's graduation from UCLA.

And lots and lots of family time!

Personal Space

Every culture has a different perspective on how much personal space to allow between themselves and others. Some cultures like to stand closer to each other when talking while others consider that an invasion of space. Some people have no care for other's personal space whatsoever.

At a graduation this past weekend, Bertrand and I were standing in an empty area on the grass waiting to greet my cousin and celebrate her accomplishment. While we were standing in this empty area, a couple of girls walked right over to where we were standing, plopped down right at Bertrand's feet and sort of leaned on his leg and acted as if nothing was wrong with it. He stood there in complete shock. There was plenty of empty grass area around us, but they chose to sit ON his foot.

We stood there in shock for a bit and then started laughing. I backed up and took a picture as evidence and he refused to move out of "his" space despite there being nobody around us at all a few minutes later. For the next few minutes, the two of them battled out the space until my laughter got more obvious and we gave up the space to walk around.

Road Trip

The weather warmed up just in time for our road trip and weekend jam-packed of activities. Some time on the road enjoying the warm air and sun...time at the beach...on the rollercoasters...cheering at my cousin's graduation at UCSD and whooping and hollering at my baby brother's graduation at UCLA and of course, time with Dad.

It is going to be one full and fun weekend!

Where is my compass...

One of my guy friends was trying to give me directions on how to get to his new office for a visit. He told me to go northwest and then make a right...blah blah blah. Pretty much he lost me at "northwest". Okay buddy, let me go out onto the street and pull out my compass. What human (non-male) automatically knows where North is wherever they are?

Had he told me to turn right at the driveway, left at the second stoplight, and then right after the fountain. I would be good to go.

I know men and women understand and think of things differently.

I think Tine put it best, "Women use landmarks. And men...men are just weird."

MacBook Fun

Don't shop with a man

While shopping in the women's clothes section.

Me: Can you see if you can find a white sweater? I'm looking for a white cardigan.

Bertrand: Oh here's one. *picks something up*

Me: No, a sweater...

Bertrand: Oh right, this is a dress.

Me: Uhm. No honey, you are holding a pair of pants upsidedown.

Both: HAHAHA

Bertrand: Well...I could cut it in two and you could have two dresses out of each pant leg.

Face growing

My friends and I can carry on conversations about nothing.

Me: I saw a guy from our high school class at the street fair. I don't remember his name for the life of me, but he didn't recognize me. Do I look that different?

Jen: No...you don't look that different. When I look at our high school pictures I think we all looked younger but now I think we look the same just a little bit older. It's more like we've grown into our faces.

Me: haha. What? How do you grow into a face?

Jen: Isn't there a saying like that? Like you grow into your ears or your feet. I just thought I would add faces.

Me: I don't think so...You grow into your hands and feet when they're huge and you're small. I don't know how you grow into a face. Did we have huge faces and little bodies?

Desserts

Stressed is Desserts spelled backwards.

I've been dealing with a lot lately, so tonight was treated out for some major sweets and chocolate. Chocolate makes everything better.

Quote of the Day

This was on the "Quote of the Day" widget on my personalized Google Homepage this morning.

Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily this is not difficult.
- Charlotte Whitton

Awesome.

Proud mamma

My non-techie friend who used to call me when her computer beeped at her or when she got an email, just ripped a CD to her computer, updated her iPod, and sent the songs to me! Wow.

I am one proud mamma.