Our Skills part 2

As previously discussed, Katie, Nick and I have some major skills. I know, your jealous. But be prepared because your level of jealousy is going to skyrocket!!!!! That's right, we made cakes! This pretty much proves that we need our own reality tv show. Our family has everything you need for one: we're relatively funny, we all have our own individual plot lines that are kind of weird, dad had a head trauma, we have random family members that are related in no way what so ever, and we make some kick ass cakes. The only thing we're missing are some little people, although I think Katie might qualify. Anyway, back to the cakes. Katie and I spent practically one whole day baking all these cakes in whatever size and shape everyone required. After spending the afternoon in the fridge, we stacked our cakes and (if it was not requiring fondant) put on a thin layer of icing. Then back into the fridge they went for the night. The next day, Katie and I made the fondant (recipe to follow), which was suprisingly easy to make. It's marshmallow fondant, not the real stuff, supposedly it's easier to make and work with. After the fondant was made we just rolled it out and decorated. Super easy and they look damn good if I do say so myself! We had a height limit of 12 inches, a christmas theme and we had to use some kind of candy. Other than that, it was whatever you wanted. Nick's school Christmas party was at our house the next night so they all voted. Nick and Katie got 12 votes each and I got 9 so they tied for 1st place and I lost. No big deal, I liked mine. I'm writing this at work so I can't put pictures up now, but I will soon.

Happy Head Trauma Day!

So today is head trauma day (well really yesterday was since it's 2am but in my world, it's still today). Anyway, nine years ago today my dad fell off a ladder or the roof (which ever theory you want to believe) while we were at church. Does anyone else find that ironic? I do. In a funny, he's all better so it's ok kind of a way. Do you know what else I find funny? Only our family would celebrate the day he fell off the ladder. Not the day he woke up from the medically induced coma, not the day he was sent to the floor (although that was a horrible night) or the day that he went home. I don't even know those dates. But every year on December 17th we acknowledge that dad had a head trauma. I think it's our dry, sarcastic way of saying we're glad everything turned out ok (you know, other than that lack of smell, OCD, random other side effects). I know that Katie thinks that everything bad happened in 2000 but I now think that bad things happen on December 17th. Today my friend Magan (who is 33 weeks pregnant) found out that there is something wrong with the placenta and the baby is not growing as she should be and that she may have to deliver as soon as next week. So on this now day after head trauma day, as you are recouperating from yesterday's activities please keep Magan, Sean and little Finley in your thoughts.

Tallahassee Drivers

I have had to do a lot of driving back and forth to Tallahassee the past few weeks which has brought me to a conclusion. Tallahassee drivers completely suck!!!! Seriously. Every time I encounter the awesome driving skills of Florida's capital city, I think to myself "self, calm down, this person is an idiot but it is not fair to group all Tallahassee drivers with her" (and yes, I said 'her' for a reason). Well, I was wrong because they are all horrible. I know what you're thinking. "Kristin, you have lived there for over a year now, aren't you technically a Tallahassee driver too?" No. I learned how to drive in south Florida therefore, I am not a Tallahassee driver. And I am by no means claiming to be the best driver in the world. I know my faults. But these people are rediculous!!!! So, to all of you Tallahassee drivers out there, a few pointers:

1. If the speed limit is 55, it is NOT OK to go 32.
2. Those lines on the road? They are to tell you where your car goes. Your car goes between the lines, not the line going down the center of your car.
3. If there is more than one lane going the same direction, it is not ok to drive the exact same speed as the person next to you. Especially when that speed is 10mph below the speed limit.
4. That stick coming out of the left hand side of the steering column? That controls the BLINKER. Use it.
5. The rear view mirror is not there for you to put on your make up or check out what your kids are doing in the back seat.
6. Get off the phone because apparently you can't do multiple things at once.
7. Pick a speed. At this point, I don't even care if it's really slow, just let me get around you. It is not ok to speed up as someone is passing you.
8. When two lanes merge, it is not ok to go real fast to get in front of someone and then slow way down.
9. Quit swerving. I'm not sure what it is you're doing, but wake up, put two hands on the steering wheel and drive.
10. Please, for the love of God, get your kids/dogs out of the back of your truck. The way you drive, you will most definately get in an accident and if you're child is lucky, I will see him in the PICU.

Those are my main ones. Believe me, over the past few weeks, I have said all those and many more. To all you Tallahassee drivers, I hate you all.

Our Skills

Last time Katie came up here, we did these art projects. Don't ask. It's just something that we do. Anyway, I just finally got around to hanging them the other day and I have to say that they look damn good! Good considering that we all are sucky artists! This is mine, hanging above our bed (it's a series...obviously).


And Nicks (his is in the bathroom).

And Katie's (her's is in mom's room).

The phrase "you don't even know our skills" comes to mind. Next time she is here we are having a cake decorating challenge. Get excited.

Halloween...it's a commin'

While I realize that Halloween is another week and a half away, here at the Weaver's we are getting ready full out. We are bringing back our annual Halloween party (we took a year off last year because, well, we didn't have a house...or friends). Now that we are completely moved into the casa, let the partying continue. As for the friends, let's just say that the Tallahassee version of our holiday parties will probably be a lot different than the Davie versions. No worries, it grows with time, right? Anyway, the dogs tried on their costumes (how freaking cute are they?!). In case you can't tell, Daisy is a monkey, Wolfie is a alligator/dragon, Glynniss is a bumble bee and Minnie is a mermaid. They say thank you again to their grandma for buying them the kick ass costumes at Target after Halloween last year. Gotta love a bargin!

We also carved pumpkins last night! It was Nick and my first time carving pumpkins together (how cute). Of course the power tools came out and I think that for not having the appropriate carving utensils, we did a pretty good job! This one was the first one we did (thanks for the inspiration, Megan!). I haven't taken pictures of the other ones yet.

Well that's our Halloween fun of the week. While it's not my favorite holiday, Nick loves it so I hope the party this weekend turns out to be a good one!

Allergic to Work and such

I have observed that every time I go to work I feel sick. I am at work now and since I've been here I have sneezed like, five times and I have a stuffy nose. Gross. This whole past weekend (while I was away from work) and earlier today before I came here, I felt fine. And it's not like I'm just starting to get sick because last week I was complaining about the same thing. Conclusion: I'm allergic to work and I need to go home :)

On another note, Brittany's wedding is this weekend and I'm super excited. We had her bachelorette party (kind of) last weekend. It was entertaining, to say the least! She got some fun new panties and guessed right every time on the person who gave them to her! This week I'm making cones for the flower petals so watch out people I'm working with because you're helping! Nick and I are driving down to Hollywood on Friday after he gets off work. Hopefully, we will be able to make it to some of the rehearsal dinner. We're helping with the flowers on Saturday and then the wedding is Sunday! My mom and I are the people in charge of yelling at people on Sunday so that Brittany doesn't have to so obviously I'm excited about that! I hope it ends up being everything she wants it to be and more!!!!

Deaf Dog Daisey

Nick has come to the conclusion that Daisey can't hear anymore. How he figured this out, I really don't know. You see, Daisey is the kind of dog who is extremely smart. So smart to the point that if you tell her to do something she looks at you for a few seconds and then decides on her own if she's going to do it or not (especially when it's me telling her what to do). She listens to Nick for the most part which is probably why he was the one to notice that she was deaf. Anyway, I guess he kept on sneaking up on her and he was also noticing that she was ignoring him more than usual (I noticed no change). To prove his theory, we performed some highly technical tests that should really only be done under a vet's supervision. For example, we hid behind the couch and called her name, threw toys at her, put her at one end of the house and hid to see if she could find us. Intense stuff like that. :) Although I think that our testing was skewed by the input of three other little creatures, who will remain nameless at this time for their own protection. We decided that Daisey was in fact deaf when she did not come running when Nick hid in the hallway and squeaked her squeaky toy. We mentioned this (of course not including our unofficial testing) to the vet on her next visit and in a very matter of fact and unimpressed tone of voice, he told us that almost all dogs over the age of 12 are deaf. Oh. Didn't know that. So now Nick (and mom, for that matter) finds it highly entertaining to sign to Daisey with large elaborate movements what he wants her to do. Daisey is of course playing it up and loving every minute of the extra attention and Minnie stares at her loathingly as she plans her next move to overtake Daisey as queen of the house. The saga continues. Don't feel too sorry for Daisey and her loss of hearing. She's getting older but she's not that old. She can still tell time, she knows exactly when it's 4:30 and when it comes to going out or playing she jumps around like a young spring chicken. Long live the queen.