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Welcome to my window. This window overlooks a cul-de-sac in a small neighborhood called Maple Lane. Maple Lane exists outside of a big city in the Midwest. I invite you to join me as I sit back, grab a cup of coffee and enjoy the antics of my crazy neighbors and the wild people I come into contact with in the bûrbs. It doesn't really matter which city I live in, from suburb to suburb, neighborhood to neighborhood, the characters are always the same.
Listen to my weekly podcast, Suburbs & the City, by navigating with the links in the left or read my blog below.
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Kat's Bûrb Blog |
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Thursday, August 09, 2007 8:30 PM |
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A humorous (and sometimes NOT so humorous) look into daily life. |
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I am an addict |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Thursday, February 28, 2008 1:57 PM
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I am an addict. A Coke addict to be exact. A Coca-Cola addict to be exactly exact. Three weeks ago tomorrow I took yet another plunge into Coca-Cola rehab. Four days later I embarked on a 9 ½ hour road trip each way all by myself AND my destination was my grandparent’s house where I am always spoiled with among other things, Coca-Cola. I am very proud to say that I resisted and survived.
It hasn’t been easy, what with the mope attitude, all around exhaustion, crazy nightmares, manic shudders and shakes and anger. Yes, withdrawals have been bad to me. It wasn’t until three days ago that I think I finally escaped most of the symptoms of withdrawal. I thought I was totally over it until I absolutely HAD to be in bed last night at 8pm.
I gave myself Easter. If by Easter I am still off the Coke, I can cross this off of my list of 101 Things.
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Allure Traffic Master Flooring - I wish I was being paid to write this.... |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 11:52 AM
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Oh my gosh! You all MUST check out my kitchen floor! It looks so great! We used to have this God-awful linoleum that was white and very porous so it ALWAYS looked dirty. As of yesterday, we have some cherry wood looking flooring called Trafficmaster Allure. It’s gorgeous! As soon as we get the baseboards back up (when it stops raining so we can paint) I’ll post some before and after photos. Tomorrow we’ll start working on the living room/dinning room.
All weekend I painted the kitchen and cleaned and now I am putting things back into the kitchen. My husband Jay did and AMAZING job with the flooring (I am sorry I doubted your capabilities) and I expect nothing less in the dinning room. As you can see, I’ve been OH so busy. More later!
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Thoughts on Marriage |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 8:58 AM
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The other night Jay said he wants to make a baby ... this year.
I started remembering what someone told him after they found out he was engaged. Yes, we were engaged rather abruptly but I think the reaction of one of his mentors was totally wrong. He said, "You don't just marry the first girl you ask".
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Highway Thoughts |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Friday, February 22, 2008 12:38 PM
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As I mentioned before, I was on a road trip last week. I set off for the 9 ½ hour each way drive all by myself. Having given up soda pop the week before, I was a little bit worried about the road ahead but I knew that if I could make it there and back without soda, I would be well on the way to quitting my habit. Here are some things that I thought about on the way there and back.
1. Where are all of the gosh darn cinnamon bears! (For some reason when I plan a road trip, I all of a sudden develop a craving for those cinnamon gummy like bears that you USED to be able to find at a drug store or gas station. They are served to you in a clear plastic bag with a red and yellow paper label at the top that says “59 cents each or 2/$1”. Ummm, duh, I’ll take TWO HUNDRED! Sadly I didn’t find ANY Cinnabears on my trip.
2. The gas station attendant at Wilbur Wright parkway exit smells like poop sooo bad. I purchased a bag of Reese’s Pieces and a Mountain Fresh air freshener so that I could inhale and get the smell off of my palate. As soon as I got to my car, I dry heaved for 10 minutes. I also sniffed the tree shaped scented cardboard for a few minutes and then shoved it under the seat in my car. Peach is way better. Still no Cinnabears.
3. Gas station #3 - How am I always so lucky to always stop at the bathroom where they just mopped the floor…with piss!? I almost slipped and fell on the floor which was covered in an even coat of urine by the way. I wonder what kind of grout sealant they use to stand up against that kind of monsoon. I won’t even be looking for Cinnabears here.
4. Gas station #4 and lunch. Never mind on the lunch. My car-tired legs gave out on me and forced me to sit on the toilet seat instead of hover. There is pee dribbling down the back of my thigh and it’s not mine! I won’t bother with looking for Cinnamon Bears in this place either.
5. On the way home: who names things? BIG Savage Mountain, Savage River? Which was named first? Big Blue River, hmm, not as Savage as Savage River but Bigger than Savage River. I wish I had Cinnamon Bears.
6. Gas Station #2 - 1 out of 3 toilets was unusable at this stop! They had more sinks available! No, I did not do the deed in the sink! Cinnamon Bear search: without success.
7. Gas Stop #2 - Who washes their car with the window squeegee at the gas station? That girl with the flannel and Ugg boots. I’ve given up on finding Cinnamon Bears. Abort mission.
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Kristin Key |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Thursday, February 21, 2008 12:43 PM
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Well, I’m back; back from Virginia and back from my hiatus of me time. What am I thinking? Every moment is a “me” moment. I’ve been thinking about my friends who have kids and about my parents when I was a kid. I already feel like there is no time in my day for a single additional thing to be added. I like having all of my time for what I want to do and occasionally for what J wants to do and generally for what I HAVE to do.
If I had a child, all of that would be gone. Forever.
No, thanks!
Last night we went to a local comedy club and watched two people perform for our group and about 10-15 other people. Kristin Key was the headliner and boy is she funny! I really think that her thoughts on public restrooms are right on! See my Twitter for evidence of that! She now lives in Long Beach, California – close to my friends and family and close to where I used to live. After the show I was trying to have a conversation with her because she stood all alone for 4 or 5 minutes. I walked up and we started talking and laughing and she hugged me like a BFF. THEN, this game killer guy walks up and interrupts and takes over my conversation with her, edging me out totally (Yes, I’m the jealous type)! This kid told the first comedian that he had been laid by three different people in his life.
As I told our table of friends, there is not way on earth that this guy has ever had sex with another person, let alone three!
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#92 & 93 |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Thursday, February 21, 2008 12:39 PM
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Yesterday I completed #’s 92 & 93 on my 101 Things list. I organized my computer files AND I backed them up! Yay me!
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Hugs and Kisses |
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By Kat's Bûrb Blog on
Tuesday, February 19, 2008 11:21 AM
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Hello internet friends! I have not forgotten you! I was on a 4 day road trip to Virginia to visit my wonderful grandparents. In case you missed me, you can check out my twitter entries at www.twitter.com/theburbblog or just look to your left. It was a wonderful, much needed weekend of relaxing, eating delicious food, visiting with my grandparents and sleep. I slept about 28 hours in three nights.
You can expect to see some of my photos over the next few days. I’m not so sure if I will write anymore today, we’ll see how it goes. I will tell you that 8 years ago today, my 15 year old brother was killed in a car accident. I will also tell you that this significantly altered my life and the lives of my family members and that it seems that not a day goes by that I don’t think of him in some way. I encourage you all to call a family member or friend that you haven’t spoken to in a while. Let them know how much they are loved.
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