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Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Yesterday after work I went to Old Navy to get some tank tops. While I was in the dressing room I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognize. I let it go to voicemail. I listened to the voicemail and learned it was a police officer on his way over to look at my car. He said that someone had hit my car out in the Old Navy parking lot and didn't stop to leave a note or anything. I had knots in my stomach. My mind flashed back to this morning when my 16 year old brother Johnny asked if he could drive with me. I told him that i'd let him drive but not in my car, cause we'd both get in trouble if something happened to it. I kind of chuckled at the irony of it all. I called the officer back and told him i'd meet him outside. We got there at the same time and he told me that a bystander had seen it and called in both of our license plate numbers. To both of our surprise, and my relief, there was no damage. He asked me if I was from that family with like 8 kids and I told him that it was 14. He was a little shocked. We talked about that for a little bit and then went on our merry ways. I now have more appreciation for my 93 Undamaged Honda Accord.
On Saturday, Sarah, Rob and I drove to Petaluma to meet up with Lawrence. We had such a great day. We went to lunch, played tennis with Shawn and Jeff and then drove down to the beach for a bonfire and clam chowder. When we got to the beach we found out that bonfires weren't allowed. There were already two other fires, so we decided to have ours anyway. We were out there for a few hours and then the ranger came and told us we weren't allowed to have bonfires on the beach. He was really nice about it and told us how to put it out. We ended up getting back to Rosevile at around 2 a.m. It was a good day.
In other news, I'm gonna be 26 on the 7th. Make sure you tell me Happy Birthday, 'cause that day is gonna suck..
And also...i challenge any of you to beat my intermediate Minesweeper score.

Monday, July 02, 2007

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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

I found a new favorite energy drink. It's called Go Girl. I like it 'cause the boys won't drink it.

This weekend is our family vacation. It's not gonna be like our normal vacations where we have to sleep in the motorhome and risk getting our heads and hands and legs stepped on. We're renting a house on the beach. I was gonna be getting the other room with the queen size bed, but i just found out i'm getting bumped for my older sister and her fam. *sigh* Such is the life in a big family. Maybe i'll sleep in the bed anyway. haha.

I'm going to Hawaii in a few weeks to witness two of my best friends getting "Maui'd". It's gonna be great. I've got the dress i'm gonna wear, and I just recently got my hair highlighted. It turned out a lot lighter than I expected, but I like it.

I just realized why I get so many telemarketers calls during the day. I answer the phones for seven numbers. My brother in law just put them all on the National do not call list. I guess cell phone numbers are gonna be released soon too. So we did those too. That's so messed up. Telemarketers calling peoples' cell phones are gonna get so yelled at.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

HOW THE DOG PEED ON MY FOOT

By Kristin Keller
So I was dropping Sarah off at her apartment (after our awesome trip to Windsor), when i noticed a very cute puppy, walking a very cute boy. I stopped to tell the puppy how cute the boy was...wait...i think i got that backward. Anyway. So i asked if i could pet him (the puppy, of course), and he said yes. So i got out of my car and was playing with the puppy when all of sudden...(betcha a nickel you can't guess what happened) ...I felt warm liquid on my foot. That's right. The dog had just peed on my foot. So I non-chalauntly say "I think your puppy just peed on my foot". He says, with uncertainty in his voice, "Nooo. He didn't pee on your foot." I say: "Well...my foot's wet and there's a puddle under it." He says: "Oh my gosh! I am soooo sorry." I told him it was totally okay and told him about how my dog had peed on a lady and how she cried and how i felt so horrible. He apologized again and blamed it on himself for not training his puppy. I told him it was no big thing. So I thanked him for letting me pet his puppy and he told us to have a good night. So i got back in my car and immediately Sarah starts laughing her little head off while i'm almost hyperventilating at the thought of dog pee on my bare toes! I washed my feet in her bathtub and then I was fine. And now all three of us (Me, Sarah, and the dog) have a great story that will probably take about 800 dog years to forget.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

GOD GAVE ME A KITTEN!
Actually...He gave me two. I had really been wanting a kitten since my cat Betty disappeared, but the folks wouldn't let me. So I gave up on the idea. Then about a week ago, Angie discovered two kittens in one of the sheds at the tow yard. We hadn't seen the mother around, so we didn't know if they were getting fed or not. So...what else could we do but take them home. ;) So now I have two really cute, really tiny kittens living in my room. We've been feeding them milk with little medicine droppers. So..not only did God give me a kitten, but I think Angie might get one too. ;)
p.s. This text is called "Kristen ITC" It totally spelled my name wrong. :p
~ RANDOM PICTURES ~
My precious nephew Caleb

Angie and Caleb
Joe & Mandy

Me & Jake

Angie & Dan