Love the Life you Live, Live the Life you Love

Let it be known that today is the day that Christopher sent the following text (I'm documenting for future reference): *Context: I was discussing how I wouldn't mind Boston being haunted during the blackout because ghosts are cool and Boston would have some really good ghosts (Hello, John Adams..Sam Adams...John Hancock...maybe Paul Revere? Not sure where he died...anyway... Chris : Can we please not have a haunted house dear? I don't like the ghosts. Katie : Ok okkk fineee Chris : You can have anything you want except ghosts I repeat, "you can have anything you want except ghosts." Perfect! Cause I had some stuff in mind... Two husky puppies, a dwarf bunny, maybe a rat (I need to save at least one from biomedical engineering *cough*dave!*cough*), definitely some horses with a big cedar barn, a sweet basement with a big screen tv and laziboy recliners (the leather kind with cup holders), a spinning room with a projector, a guitar room, a hunter-green J...

Well...I'm pretty much chillin' alone on my spring break here in Boston. Apart from my work friends and a few random, sporadic people here and there, it's safe to say I'm pretty much a loner - since when is that news? I like that I don't have to around people or entertained 100% of the time and  doing my own thing has been actually pretty fabulous. I've been invited to do a couple of things the last couple nights and honestly, I think I've enjoyed staying home, reading, watching movies, and painting my nails more than I'd enjoy going out. I'll be ready for everyone to come home in a few days and I'll start to miss my friends by Thursday, but for now, I'm thoroughly enjoying putting me first and being a little bit selfish with how I want to spend my time. I think everyone needs that from time to time :) Thus far the peaks of my days on SB have been: Saturday - all day C.S. team bonding....and by all day I literally mean from 10:30 in the mo...

As much as I only have eyes for my Christopher and I'm hopelessly in love with him...well...we all have our celeb crushes. Chris' is Lolo Jones...and I love Andy Schleck.  ....who oddly looks a lot like Chris. Who has a type? Katie has a type. Tall, skinny, blonde cyclists are kinda my thing. Schleck Won't Claim Tour Title

I need soundproof walls so I can blast this song without my neighbors being so dramatic. At least I'm not singing an acoustic rendition of "Girl's got a dirty (insert vulgar word that my mother requested be taken off this blog)"...as they have been so apt to do the past couple days. As inspiring as that one is...the battle continues. Gone in the Morning

Where Chris is going to be based next year! Already in planning mode...gonna need a mountain bike and some dogs...

Infinite amounts of love to my Citysports crew...starting with kidnapping Eddie from work and feeding him peanutbutter cupcakes for breakfast to 12 hours later eating pizza at White Horse and every moment in between, I had an absolute blast today. Even though I'm exhausted, out about $75, in a sugar coma, and I have Celine Dion stuck in my head, I wish we could do the day all over again. Off to go sleep for 12 hours now!

I was crossing the street in front of my dorm when this car that was dropping someone off tried to be all cool and 'speed off' after they closed the door. The 2 idiot girls in the car weren't looking and ended up SKIDDING, and I mean SCREECHING, to a stop about 2 feet in front of this other girl and I walking. I let out a little scream and the other girl walking next to me looked at me and I go, "Oh my god, that almost gave me a heart attack!" She looked at me like I had 5 heads (you know the look...the "Ismellsomethingbadandyoulookstupid look..), didn't say anything, and preceded to walk on. WOULD IT KILL YOU, Miss Attitude, to talk to a person you don't know? Maybe crack a smile? Maybe get the giant pole that's jammed so far up your ass loosened just enough to connect with someone else other than one of the people you deemed worthy? Some of the attitudes people have up here...honestly, it astounds me. If that had happened in Missouri, I guara...