Christmas Begins

Yesterday I went and spent some time at home. I helped my mom decorate our 2 christmas trees. One of which takes ample amount of time because that's just how amazing it is. 

I adore it and believe it is better than any professional tree you could buy. 

It is cram packed with a ton of things and it makes me so happy.

 There can never be too much stuff on this tree. 

Somehow it has become tradition to put top hats on top of our trees. 

All the stars we've been finding lately just won't quite stay on the top and we're just not the angel type of people. Hence the top hat. It solved all our problems. 

I was trying to tell my dad that I put the top hat on the big tree... In my head this was a big accomplishment since I'm so short. I accidentally said, "Hey Dad, I put the lid on the tree." 

Luckily he knew what I meant. Later when we were decorating our second tree and watching Elf (another tradition that has formed. We must, I repeat MUST, watch Elf while decorating the tree. I don't know if you can really call it watching since we basically just sit there and quote everything. It's the best, I wouldn't trade it for the world) I told my dad to "put the lid"  on the tree. He put it on himself. We have fun together. He's hilarious. He may be getting "older" but in my world he's just getting younger, in the best sense of the word. 

I didn't manage to get a picture of the second tree.. bummer. 

But... it's official. Our halls are decked! 

After the tree decorating.... I ended up at insta-care. 

Hooray for incredibly sore throats and getting sick before finals. 

It's inevitable for me. I always end up sick the week before finals. Dang stress. 

Hey, at least it's not strep! 

Oh and just because I adore my prissy cats. . . .

Randoms

Even though it is almost 5 months after my birthday, I recently got a birthday gift. My sister waited until she found the PERFECT gift (hence why it's 5 months later) and gave it to me over Thanksgiving weekend.

It is PERFECT!!!

It's a game called Spot It.... Best game ever. If I had to pick it would be in my top 3. If you haven't heard of it I suggest you take a look at it here and with Christmas coming up it's a great gift and a great price. They also have many variations of it that you can see here. 

I really wasn't aware they had variations of it until I got this birthday present. 

I was SO stoked when I opened it. NHL SPOT IT!!!! No way, my two favorite things mixed together? Hockey and Spot it!?! 

I tore that sucker open so fast and I obviously didn't get a picture until after I'd opened it and had made everybody play. I felt like it was a Christmas morning from when I was 7 and couldn't wait to play with my toys. 

Okay enough rambling... more cliff notes 

Here is our awesome Thanksgiving dinner. The first real meal in my sister's new house. 

(They moved in the week of Thanksgiving) 

It was delicious and my mom did an AMAZING job! 

Earlier this week I had a rough day and was a wreck. After I finally emerged from my room I found hot Cafe Rio on the counter. I hadn't been eating and my roommate knew that I couldn't turn down Rio. Bless her heart she went and got me two pork tacos. Delish! 

Can you say TACO TUESDAY!?!?! 

Last night I was having another melt down. It seemed to be a theme for a couple of days (glad that's over). My mom stopped by my place to visit. She showed me a picture my brother had sent her earlier that day. It was of a van for a woodwork company. Looking at the pictures on it we realized the middle picture is totally of our dinning room!!! We couldn't believe it. Small world! 

Ooo ooo I just looked on their website and there is also a picture of our front door.

And just because I'm immature and find this hilarious. . . 

Happy Wednesday folks! 

A BOGO I Highly Recommend

Okay, it's necessary to start this post with a bit of a background story... when we bought my car we specifically asked if there were 2 keys to the jeep. Mr. Argyle (like the socks), as my dad calls him, who was the salesman working with us, assured us that there were 2. He said he knew there were 2 because of some dashes written on the tag of the key. Well, he never did find the extra set and we are still waiting to hear back. 

So the other night I was chillin in my awesome new vehicle. I was putting some of my stuff in the middle console when something caught my eye in between the driver's seat and the console. I saw a yellow tag and immediately was super stoked! It was a key, it was the second key to my car!!!  After some fishing around I was able to grab it.

 I pulled it up and noticed that it still had the huge plastic tag. At the dealership they keep the keys to the cars locked up in safe like boxes. The salesmen "check" the keys out, for lack of a better term, when they show a car. The safe keeps track of which salesman has what key and which keys are in the safe and which are out. Yes, the tag that keeps track was still on this key. 

After closer examination I realized that this key looked nothing like my current one. I looked at the tag.. 

2008 

Toyota 

Rav 4 

Red

Umm... this is definitely NOT my second key. Still in shock I looked at the tag... No "marks" that indicated there is a second key. Wait, I have THE only key to this car? 

Apparently when I bought my car it was buy one get one free! 

Talk about a rockin' deal! I bet you can't even find that on Black Friday! 

No, I'm kidding. But really? How did it get there? I sure as heck didn't steal it. 

Some salesman must be in a heap of trouble. Not sure if it's Mr. Socks or someone else, but the fact remains, I have this key to a Rav 4. Unfortunately for them I'm going out of town for a week and won't be able to return it till I get back. 

I'm thinking I'll keep it hostage till they pay the ransom... that being the correct second key to MY car, not some other one. 

Hope they don't fire Mr. Socks in the mean time. 

Let Me Introduce You . . .

To... my life as of lately...

It has consisted of so much studying. 

The hours spent studying in the past week even shock myself. 

Definitely not the norm for me. But hey, I can testify that you feel a lot better about your grades when you know you've given it your all. I guess I'm just preparing myself for next semester. 

To... what we do in my college class. . .

yes, each week consists of one of the following: painting, using construction paper, or play dough. 

 To... the fact that when my computer is plugged into the TV you can pip the TV onto the screen. 

I'm sure I've just been out of touch to not realize this until recently but hey, it was exciting when I found this out. Hockey and Twilight. Yes, Twilight was on my TV, guilty. 

To... my new toy. 

Yeah, I realize this is a super bad angle for a picture but...

It's pretty. I love it. End of story. 

 To... this blue nail polish I found. 

It's totally crazy and super different from something I'd normally do but I'm absolutely loving it. 

 To... this rooster sweater. Yes. Ugly, I know. 

As of late it's becoming harder and harder to be different and march to my own drum. 

Maybe if I buy this heinous sweater I'll be back on track. 

To... this mysterious orange stain that has graced me with its presence on my living room furniture. 

I have absolutely no idea how it got there and I can't recall vomiting cheez-its.. like ever. 

No one else seems to know how it got there either. Hmm. 

Dear orange stain that will never come out, you are my nemesis. 

 To... this dinosaur sweatshirt that I intend to get in the not too distant future. 

Yes, it's weird. Yes, everyone hates it. But I absolutely adore it. 

Hey, maybe the fact that everyone hates it is a very good thing. 

Alas, tomorrow is Monday and it's back to the real world. Would you believe me if I actually said I'm not totally dreading Monday this week? 

I have a ton to do. 

Constantly busy and on the go = a much happier Kylie 

Weird but true. 

Till next time! 

It's All My Fault

I dread Monday's and Wednesdays. Actually I don't know if dread even begins to cover it. You see, I have this lovely class called ethnic and minority families. Now let me preface this by saying controversial things are not my favorite or my forte and hence the rarity of them on this here blog. But this topic has gotten under my skin just a little too deep and basically, I cant keep my mouth shut any longer. This is strictly my view and my opinion so remember that before you get offended. 

Since the beginning of this class all the professor has really taught me is that everything in this world is the whites fault and whites are the only ones who are racist (according to him). He has shown us many documentaries that support this idea and it drives me nuts. Whites are not the only ones who are racist. I'm sorry. It's just not true. Just because you are white does not mean you are racist. Everyone can be racist and your race does not make you racist or not racist. Why is it that whites are the ones who are most commonly blamed and accused of being racist? 

Brace yourself, I'm bustin out the bullet points ....

- Why is it that when whites apply to universities they're GPAs are judged more harshly than that of others? I've experienced this myself. I had a great GPA and my ACT score was acceptable yet I didn't get in... However other people with worse GPAs and test scores were let in because they were able to mark something other than Caucasian on their application. Boom, riddle me that.

- Why is it that when whites throw around the "N" word (let me clarify and say that I don't and never will) it's the biggest crime ever, yet blacks can say it as they please, use it in their music, and call each other that. Boom, riddle me that. 

- Why is it that when I'm looking through the campus groups and clubs at the university I attend there are tons of groups and clubs for only specific races? What if there was a strictly white group? We 
would be ridiculed to the end. Boom, riddle me that. 

- Obama. It is AMAZING how often people say, "oh, you didn't vote for Obama? You must be racist." Did it ever occur to them that most people base their political choices on actions and not on skin color? Boom, riddle me that. 

- Many people act like whites choose to be white. Boom, riddle me that. That's insane. I dont know about you, but I didnt wake up and think to myself, "hey, I think I want to be white today." then head on down to the local Home Depot, go to the paint department and say, "Can you go ahead and mix me up some antique beige with a hint of rosacia, freckles, and blonde hair?" 

- Why is it that in my diversity class we learn about EVERY race except Caucasians? We can't take twenty minutes out of the whole semester  to discuss whites at all? And why is it that when Caucasians do get brought up it's to play the blame game and discuss how "racist" they all are. Boom, riddle me that. 

- Explain sports teams to me... There is always a mix of races. If whites are so racist wouldn't it be nearly impossible to get a team to become united and play together as a team? Boom, riddle me that.  Obviously this is not the case. Teams support each other, teams are families, teams work together regardless of their other teammates race. 

I'm not saying all whites aren't racist and I'm not saying all others are racist. I'm just saying stop putting all the blame on whites. I have seen racism many times coming from other races other than caucasians. Everyone can be racist, it's not just the white people.