tooo much stuffff going onnn!!

hello blog! its me again (Kristen)
life has gotten exciting once again.. not exciting like having pancakes for breakfast daily.. but exciting as in yet another curveball.
I HAVE NOT BEEN NEGLECTING YOU BECAUSE OF MY IPHONE!
why? because I'm not really completely sure what it is that I should be saying to Siri for one..
I've tried.. but she doesn't really respond like this ->

maybe I just need to bond with her more so we can get to know each other.. yes.. thats probably what I should do..
anyways I've had a lot less time to be blogging my life away because I have yet another new roommate!


more on this later.. so here is a few memos I am giving myself/ topics for you to look forward to! yay!


1.Quinn
2. Boyfriend
3. Loaf
4. Fire
5. Roommate
6. Starting over
7. addicting iphone app
8. Royalty 
9. Dirt digging
10. Friendships


I think.. I for some reason am having a major brainfart and not remembering all these thousands of things I wish to talk about.. so.. Ohhhh poop!!
I'm sure I will remember later.. or something.. 
hmm..
but I WILL be doing some major KETCHUPS here! (back when I was in elementary school we'd have a day called 'Catch up day' where you can catch up on your school work, clean etc.. I thought it was a day dedicated to ketchup.. imagine my disappointment!)

savor this moment reminder

screaming for icecreaming!

First day of truely nice weather.. means everyone is running out to get icecream! good decision everyone! good decision..

THREE CHEERS FOR KRISTEN'S BLO... oh wait..

at first I was like this ->          :O

and then I was like this ->    :)

then this ->     :D

and then.. 

 :'(

why?
because my blog got crazy more popular than usual.. so I was like WHOAH YAYYY!! and then I realized its just people searching on google -> Louis from One Direction. sigh. I think I'd prefer a blog stumble on someone searching up on the proboscis monkey... BUT I guess a accidental blog stumble.. is still a blog stumble.. victory??

Pay attention to meeeee!!

its like those sleepovers as a kid.. 

when NO ONE wants to stay awake

and you 

are wired as can be.

lazy dogs... they didn't even get a walk today! 

hmmph.

Granny me became a little modern this week

by getting..
A IPHONE!!
the process made my head hurt and confused.. I've never liked math.. so therefore I don't like numbers.. and due to not making numbers anything to do with people talking about technology  makes no sense to me. (heck i always have problems just SPELLING the word!)
can I text? can I take photos? okay I'll take it! luckily boyfriend was there and luckily a spend ridiculous amounts of time with him so he knows me kinda well so he pretty much kinda helped..
though i DID make the decision on the case and the color of the phone.. which is very exciting!

SO! stop sending me hate mail, yes my blog will continue! I've just been busy fiddling with the new family member (yes the phone) so I didn't have my eyes completely open for 'blog inspiration' for I didn't want to blog on how awesome my phone is.HOWEVER you CAN expect lots of photos brought to you by the phone.. which yes was my main excitement about getting a iphone (in fact I had dreams all week) (i took it as a sign)
no more seeing something great running to the computer, turning on the computer, waiting for it to log in, ejecting my memory card, putting the memory card in camera, get distracted by email/facebook,  running back to thing I wished to take picture of, running back over to the computer to blog about it. TALK ABOUT A LOT OF WORK! (so you blog readers of mine can appreciate the hard work I do just to bring you smiles with my words and photography)


so yes I still love you, and yes keep still visiting me.
and yes.. I am addicted to this coloring app so if you know me AND have a phone that has apps and we can play.. obviously add me cause I will love you.


also... feel free to follow my instagram! cause obviously it is a super increadible thing and I will be an addict.

the stories of a face

Attack of the curlers.. take 2

I donnn't... think this is what I was going for either...
I shant not give up! I shall one day be a girly creature that can keep eye shadow on my lids for more than 6 minutes! one day I shall leave the house and return looking the exact same! one day I shall be pimple free.... one day I will wear clothes that fit me nicely and look presentable.. one day.. one day..

I don't know my address

I fit in nowhere

so I am free to be anywhere.

I have no point of view

so I cannot make judgements.

I have no expectations

so whatever happens is enough.

I have no understanding

but I have feelings to guide me.

I'm not looking for anyone

so I can see who is there.

I don't know my address

but I can find my way home.

I know nothing of the future

so i can welcome what comes.

I don't regret the past

so I can die in peace.

-garuda

A Kristen kinda day

hmm.. maybe the title of this blog should really just be the name of my blog..
ANYWHOM
walked dogs, had healthy snacks, did crafty things, cleaned, read newspaper.. CLEARLY a day off from work and commitments!
so I marched myself off to the grocery store with my gas coupons (more on that kind of excitement later)
and got myself the 
MUCH ANTICIPATED HAIR CURLERS!!

I've been waiting and counting my coupon money anxiously WAITING to add to my 'Kristen's attempts to be girly' pile. CAN'T WAIT!
it came to me the other day when I received yet another wedding invitation in the mail and I said to myself "giiiiiiirrrlllll, you always look so ridiculous at weddings!" its true.. I get a dress thats not normal.. that I love when I buy it and then look at pictures and realise I should have went for bland rather than tribal.. AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MY HAIR! SO! when the thought of hair curler roller things popped into my brain I was like YEEEEEEEESSS this could save alot of dilemma for occasions when I need to look a lot less.. me.


SO I bought them, looked up youtube videos (got bored didn't watch any of them till the end.. or beginning) pretended to look up websites on how to make the best of my hair curlers.. got bored of people telling me what to do. "I'LL FIGURE IT OUT MYSELF" I said. So I had a shower.. 
and the hair curling began.. "big ones here oh how about a small one there this looks great here oh yay i look like a person in a movie with curlers in my hair!" and strutted my way around the house for the rest of the day like a famous movie star awaiting for time my curler things can come out of my hair so I can go make my fabulous appearance at the red carpet.


 Its pretty bad right? I'm glad I didn't just curl my hair the night before and get my extra hours of ZZzzzZ and expect to go to a wedding like this! especially since the first wedding of the year will be my one and only blood Brother. 

 BUT! is it better than when I decided to fill my time while travelling alone in Vietnam to get my  haircut in a town where white people don't exist, rusty scissors, 50+ bystanders, no words of english, and a big giant book of asian pop stars with multicoloured hair, layers, and hair spiked in all directions?
<-

Morning after Starwars party hair.

or my hair in junior high when I cut it all to look like 'Hannah' from Sclub7 but ended up looking like not just a boy.. but a member from the beatles (hmm.. maybe it was a BEIBER HAIR CUT?!) I was also told in elementry school by my hairdresser that I have far to huge of a forehead to ever dismiss the bangs from my life.. so I was the kid with 'fringe' when it was far from cool to even think about having them..
I have also experienced the obvious really giant frizz ball hair.. My mother also not being girly never introduced me to PRODUCTS that make hair look normal OR a thing called the hair straightener. I went through trying to have cool hair by having maroon hair, red hair, dark hair, blondish hair (turned orange hair)... and accidentally purple hair..Infact the first time my hair was dyed my dear friend Margot did it. AND it was dyed in red SPOTS instead of my whole head. hah maybe I'm just ment for bad hair..

My journey to be a girl with nice hair continues. 

the thing I enjoy about this is: ability to take risks + laugh.. annnd.. acceptance.

Battle of the Bands

The Wanted                                              vs                                               One Direction

In one corner we have One Direction with Louis Tomlinson!!! a little bit younger than me.. but I'm sure the fame will mature him a bit.. besides.. Selena Gomez is with Beiber and they have about the same age difference as Lu and I! (and he is legal fyi) he's handsome.. wears suspenders which have been a favourite style of mine since elementary school

And THEN there is The Wanted.. and due to my research.. apparently he is also younger than me (Nooooooooooooooo!! uggh.. its no fun getting old :( I remember back when the Backstreet Boys seemed ancient..) Jay McGuiness. He likes Pizza which is a bonus. But I think he looks a bit like Terry Fox, which is super duper rad in my books! He has a look to him which looks like he came out of a photo album from years ago back when cameras took pictures with more character.. I'd say.. 19.. 19... 1970's? yes hmm I like it. SOMEONE GET THIS BOY A TRUCKER HAT!
they both win! they are funny, and I can bop myself along to new boy bands like the good ol' days, and giggle at their dance moves, and outfit choices. so Technically I win as well.. I win in happiness and ability to relate in crush land with 9 year old girls haha.

both of them are in love with chimpanzee's as well.. just fyi

marching four by four haraaaharaaa

I'm not the biggest fan of people feet... but something about animal paws that I just adore.

momexicom

if you can't tell.. the title says... mom+mexico+mom all mixed together. you know... kind like those celebrity couples.. but my mother in this case... was IN Mexico. but now she is OUT Mexico and back home so... she's outside.. Mexico...
Mom-> mexico <- Mom    
Most people bring people back a little doodaddingaling when the come back from vacation.. you know a bobble head.. a pen.. a.. STI..
But what excites me and gives my heart 'present happiness bliss' isn't really THE GIFT but its THE THOUGHT not just "oh humm a gift for the daughter" BUT the fact that it is a BIG BOWL and my mother hauled it home from Mexico (when I say IT I should say THEM because not only was she generous to ME! but she got my brother and his lady one too!) WOW! not just something to cram into the suitcase.. its amazing where you can squeeze tshirts into places when you really want them to.. BUT THIS IS INESCAPABLE!
I can picture her sitting there with it on her lap :) actually.. without even asking her I KNOW thats what she did. for thats the kind of mama she is!

Yes, I realise this photo would be better without the shadow in the bowl.
No, the frozen fruit sadly did not come with the bowl.. but that travelling out of the country with fruit would be illegal.

gee dad.. thanks

that man with no middle name

my dearest Grandfather was off to the hospital 2 weeks ago, and it had came to the conclusion that he will not be with us much longer... his lungs are drowning. The thought of it makes my whole body feel sunken. I've been visiting him lots, and have had the most treasured moments with him then I ever had.. I'm the youngest grandchild, and there is a whole wack of us! Not to mention my family is full of loud funny people, so I've always been pretty quiet at family functions. Not to mention.. with my voice Grandpa can't hear a word I am saying even when he has his hearing aid cranked way up.
(its very sad.. for I love old people very much.. and many old people have this problem with my voice.. but then again its not just my voices fault.. apparently I mumble ANDtalkwaytofast)
But he's held my hand, I've seen him cry, he got to meet my boyfriend and gave me his approval (he also talked about a x boyfriend he had once met and told me how 'he was not right for me' WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME THIS GRANDPA?!) I've gotten to cuddle up with him. I just got to share LOVE with him. Which I think... with the past that he has had... he hadn't really shown that much affection up until this point really with me.. so.. this is/always will be incredibly special to me. I've grown so in love with this man, I've grown so in love with my relationship with him, I've grown in love with the things I've realized I admire about him.

Grandpa is the kind of guy.. that even though he is pooped and danced completely out at weddings.. he will make sure that he dances with every single person. He's the kind of person that when the Nurse tells him that she'll leave him to rest.. that he takes off his oxygen tank runs across the hall to go stick his hands in the cake till the nurse finds him and he gets in trouble.. He's the kind of guy that I named my very first car after 4 years ago. He's the kind of guy who tries to get all the Nurses to kiss him. He's the kind of guy who's eyes show you how much he cares about you. He's the kind of guy who just wants everyone laughing.. He's the kind of guy who loves his whole family to pieces.  He also is the kind of guy who often points out how I have a baby toe that runs in the family.. its so small that it barely has a toenail..

p.s. sorry for the blogging absence.. things got a little more eventful then usual this past wee little while (since my last blog entry) and my mind has just been boggled with new changes in life that I couldn't blog clearly.

I also love the music