So...it's been almost a year since I've updated.  Well, wedding plans are in full swing.  The wedding is in 30 days--June 25, 2005.

The bad news?  I guess weddings help you find out who your real friends are--between people that have been friends of the family for 15+ years, and relatives that are ticked we can't afford to include their kids, I've gotten a lot of slaps in the face.  I mean, come on.  I get married once in a lifetime--it's not like I'm freakin' asking for a present---all I want is their presence at my wedding--and I would much rather have that than another crockpot any day.  Gosh!  So frustrating.  And the ones that hurt the worst are the people that told me they were coming--as in, promised that they were coming---and now, without any other warning, have simply RSVPed that they won't be coming.  Rude!  People are just rude!  I don't think people realize how easy it is to hurt the bride...ouch!

But--I still have the BEST bridesmaids in the world...and the most wonderful,  caring fiance that any girl could ask for--and we're headed to Mexico for 5 wonderful days to an all-inclusive resort for our honeymoon.

Yep...weddings definitely show you people's true colors.

Okay...so I promised funny stories abou babysitting this summer...he's a six year old little boy named Cecil!!! And he's a riot!!!

1) Did you know Spiderman can shoot three things out of his hands?  Yup, water, webs, and web missiles.  Seems more like two to me, but Cecil swears it's three.

2) Cecil: Katie, I have to poop before my shower. Katie: Okay, that's fine.  Come get me when you're done.  Cecil (turning around so his rear end faces me): But I think it's already coming out.  Look, can you see it?  Katie(20 minutes later): Cecil, you're done.  Enough stalling.  Cecil: But I can't be done...there's still a turd hanging out of my butt.

3) Katie: Your mom will be home when she's done with work.  Cecil: I hate work.  Katie: But your mom does it because she loves you and she needs money.  Cecil: Work doesn't get you money!  Katie: Then why does everybody work? Cecil: Because work helps you to work.  Katie: No, honey, your mom works because she's good at something, and so they pay her to do it, and she needs money to buy you toys and food and other stuff.  Cecil: Well, when I grow up, I'm never gonna work.

4) Katie: Your dogs stink!  That is so disgusting... Cecil (3 days later!): I know why their faces smell...it's because they always eat poop.  I saw them.

Well, that's all I have for now.  I'm sure there will be more later.  I leave for China in 6 days!!! Woop-woop! What-what!!

So, you're reading my Xanga, huh?  Wow!  The only reason that I'm even posting is because I am inspired.  By what, you might ask?  By finding that some old friends from highschool have Xangas--yay for Dennis, Joe, and Bjorn!!!

Let me tell ya--ouch!  One of their sites had a link to a website with pictures.  Can you believe that all the people I hung out with in highschool still hang out now?  Crazy!  It made me smile, on one hand.  I'm glad that their friendship was so real and so true that they have lasted all these years.  On the other hand, it kinda brought tears to my eyes.  I remember hanging out with all of them--and I remember the hell that was my senior year at SMNW--and I wish that there would have been a way for us to stay friends through it all.  It's kinda ironic.  I never would have imagined looking back and saying that I wished they were all still in my life--because I thought that they all always would be.  It's like my highschool teacher, Mr. Johnson used to say--"your friends in highschool aren't going to be your friends forever."  He was right...though it kinda stinks to admit it.

But, life goes on, right?  And I've met awesome, wonderful, amazing friends in college--friends that are going to be in my wedding!!! Yay!!!  I'm so excited...right now the wedding is about 339 days away.  Okay, so not about...exactly.  I have a counter on my key ring!  Nerd-alert...but what can I say?  I am so ready to be married.  Chris is amazing--I really never thought that I would find somebody so perfect for me--God is good.

I'm taking summer classes online.  Stink!  But, I want to have all the classes done in time so that I'm DONE with school by the time I get married next summer--minus student teaching.  That's scary, for sure.  I'm not technically allowed to have a job that first semester when I'm student teaching in the fall of '05, so Chris will be supporting both of us.  Once again, God is good--Chris got a job right out of college.  Whoop-whoop!!!

I miss my friends in Cali.  I'm going crazy here in Colorado.  No peers--nobody to hang out with, especially now that Chris has headed back to California.  Yeck!

Well, it's really late--I always sleep the day away as it is--and I have to work/babysit tomorrow.  Yeah--check this--I got a salaried job as an on-call nanny this summer.  Rock-on!!!  That's right.  It's pretty darn good money too, and it helps that the kid is cute.  Cute stories to follow later...

Well, I don't actually think that I am so very good at this whole Xanga thing.  I think that the realization that nobody probably reads my posts was enough to keep me from posting on a regular basis.

But--for those of you that actually do read them, lest you be kept wondering about what is going on in the world of Katie, here is the latest:

I went home for Christmas break...wow!  Like I said before, my mom really is my bestest friend ever.  I can't believe how much I miss her.  I gave Chris taillights for his Miata--a true girlfriend, I know.  He gave me a gray wool peacoat...lined with PINK silk....!!!  Oh, yeah!!!  I got a job at Victoria's Secret over break.  I worked about 40 hours per week...exhausting, to say the least.  The rest of this entry will be dedicated to truths that I have learned from working there, and to funny stories about males shopping for girlfriends/wives, etc.

TRUTHS:

1- You are 10 years old.  You are male.  You should not know what a thong is, let alone be buying one for your girlfriend for Christmas.

2- The panties are stacked by size.  If I look in the large pile and tell you there isn't a large, I'm freakin' right.  Don't tear apart the other stacks that I just spent 3 hours arranging.

3- It's easy to steal.  I think that people do it all the time, and then assume that we are idiots at Victoria's Secret.  We're not.  Try bringing a receipt, and keeping the tags around.

4- Every woman in the entire state of Colorado is my size.  That's right!  EVERY single woman is 5'8", 135 lbs, a 36C and wears a size small panties and a size 4 or 6 in pants.  "What?"  you ask.  Well, true story.  Every single male that came into the store swore that his wife/girlfriend/fiancee was exactly my size, or thereabouts, therefore, whatever size I wore would fit her perfectly.

5- The store is pink.  Get over it.

6- Yes, we sell panties and lingerie.  If your immature self gets a kick out of that, well, quite frankly, get a life.  Sometime I will come point, laugh, and turn red while looking at men's boxers.  NOT!!!

Funny Stories:

1- I'm selling a bra and tell the guy that it is the bra I wear every day.  He proceeds to look at my chest, says, "Those look nice.  I'll take that bra."  NO JOKE!!!

2- Idiot male at store, "My wife wears a size 8 pants.  What size does that make her bra?"

3- Embarassed male at store,"I feel weird in here.  Could you hold that up for me so that I don't have to touch it?"  (P.S. Guys, don't ever go shopping if you can't touch the merchandise.  Not only will you be embarassed, but it makes you look like an idiot.)

4- Confused male at store (referring to the lining in the crotch part of the thong), "Is this a pocket?"

More to come.  Hope you guys got as much of a kick out of it as I did.  Have a good day.