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This is just a test post to see if all my links and networking stuffs are working properly. There is also a nifty follow button for those of you who might find your way here… just saying. πŸ˜‰

Dog Gone It!!

My dog in all his exhuberence has fractured or severely sprained my ankle. He was trying to bolt out the door after some door to door sales person this afternoon and when I grabbed him and tried to pull him back inside he twisted around knocking me off balance and I fell, then he lost his balance and fell on top of my foot. I didn’t loose him, but it was quite a spectacle I’m sure. Oh well, I have no shame, and I got a great deal on the internet service the sales man was peddling. lol. Even if he wasn’t a legit sales person and instead a creeper scoping out houses to break into, do you think he’s going to come to the house where I wrassled a 90lb dog to the ground as he was trying to lunge and jump at some one? lol I’m surprised he didn’t just turn around and run away. lol.

Anyway… my ankle now has a giant bruised knot in it where my heel should be. It looks like I have a tumor or a plum growing out of my calf. It’s pretty intense and it hurts a WHOLE bunch, but at least it’s not broken. I don’t think anyway. I can still wiggle my toes and while it hurts it isn’t some life altering hobbling pain. It just really smarts. I can still walk on it too, but this is all coming from the lady who didn’t even realize she was in labor until the very end. lol. If it gets any worse after a nice hot soak this evening I guess I’ll limp my way in for an xray. I really don’t want to do that. Partially because I don’t have anyone to watch the Little, and I don’t want to go to the hospital by myself.Β 

I’m still not a fan of doctors other than my awesome OB of course, and I do my best to avoid them at all cost lol. Anyway… Nora is fussing so I better go see what she needs. Until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

Branching Out

I discovered something about my creative writing skills today. I am stuck in one genre. When I started out with my CampNaNo adventure I had originally wanted to write a humor piece on the hilarity that would ensue if dyslexic zombies were roaming around looking for Brians instead of brains. That was the whiz bang idea that I stumbled upon in mid March and thought it was going to be sooooo easy to write. Turns out I was wrong. I started writing, and ended up scrapping two different beginnings to this novel because it just wasn’t flowing. I couldn’t write it satirically and full of humor. Apparently my darker side comes out in my creative writing because I can only write terribly depressing things. lol. At least when I’m left to my own creative devices. I guess I need to work on that after I finish this month.Β 

I think it’s kind of odd personally. When I first started writing it was nothing but small little humorous quips and children’s books. I mean I guess I was technically a child when I started writing in third or fourth grade… I don’t remember actually. I remember the characters and story lines, but I don’t remember how old I was. Then when I actually accomplished my first novel of substance I was 14 and it was right after the attacks on September 11th. I guess I saw the darker side of the world after that, and one of the ways I could cope with it was to write.Β 

In case you haven’t figured that out yet, writing is pretty much how I cope with things. lol. That and painting. Give me some acrylic paints and a canvas and you’ll get a masterpiece of I’m depressed or stressed out. Anyway… I should stop procrastinating and get back to my NaNo writing… until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚


GAH. WORDPRESS!!!! Why won’t you let me upload photos?!

Anyway… there is a photo that has this quote on it:

“Do you ever wish you had a second chance to meet some one again for the first time?”

This photo has been popping up in my daily internet browsing and awful lot lately, and today while I am procrastinating on my CampNaNo novel it struck me as very profound. I thought about a lot of people who have come and gone in my life and to be 100% honest I don’t think there is anyone who I want to go back and do things differently with. I’m kind of one of those people in the camp that believes everything happens for a reason though, so I don’t really have any regrets. I mean some times I get day dreamy and wonder what life would be like had things turned out differently, but it never compares to the life I live now in which I am completely fulfilled and happy so… I mean, I guess the day dreamyness is kind of in my nature too. Being a writer of fiction, and ultra creative it’s fun to come up with these wild and crazy scenerios of how life would be. I don’t just do it with my life either. Kevin and I always talk about how crazy our lives would be/have been if things had been different. It always ends up in some completely outlandish often times tongue in cheek fantasy which we both laugh at. lol. Isn’t that kind of how we as humans are though? I mean we’re made to ponder the unknown that’s how we’ve advanced as a society over all of these years. Right? Anyway… that’s all I have to say about that. Now I should stop pondering about my life and start creating some lives for NaNo. lol Until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

April Fool

I thought about writing some giant long drawn out elaborate post about some taboo subject and starting a riot today, but then I realized if I were going to write some giant long drawn out thing it should probably be my CampNaNoWriMo novel. Lol. So no April Fools post here this year. Except maybe a mini rant about why I loaded myself down with too many projects this month and how I’m kind of stressing out about it. Lol. I would be the only April Fool here in that case. Yeah… I decided to participate in CampNaNoWriMo a few weeks ago before I realized I needed to move completely out of the apartment, entertain my Little, finish the house so we would have a place to move all of our junk to, and take care of the dog. It’s pretty much what I’ve been doing for the past several weeks but now I have to find time to write. It’s all good though. I mean I don’t HAVE to write, so that takes a lot of the pressure off. It really helps hone in my writing skills too by participating in these little NaNo adventures. I mean if I can write for fun with all of these distractions and what nots I should be able to get a job writing some where and it will be a breeze. πŸ™‚ Anyway since I’m working on my NaNo stuffs my brain is fried and I can’t think of anything else to say. Lol until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

Oh, Well That’s Comforting

Kevin and I were busily shuffling things down from the apartment to the Jeep in our efforts to get the moving process started when we noticed an unusual delivery across the way. Some one had ordered SEVEN CASES of baby formula via UPS and we watched the UPS guy cart it into the next building. We couldn’t for the life of us understand why anyone would need seven CASES of the stuff until later that evening when we were sharing our weird experience with our sister in law. I guess this has been a thing for a while, but apparently baby formula is now the go to product to make and sell meth. AWESOME. There is more than likely (only because I KNOW nobody has ten kids in that building) a meth lab somewhere on the apartment grounds. We’re actually really suspicious of one of our neighbors because of the toxic smells escaping from their appartment. Kevin thought it was just paint, new carpet, and bleach from some one moving out… except that no one has moved out. Except us, but y’know. We still have a lot of our stuff there and we spend about half the time there as at the house.

On the one hand it makes me feel a little better about feeling ultra creeped out and having the feeling that some one it watching me while I’m at the house, because in all reality some one from the Drug Task Force probably IS watching me since I’m constantly going back and forth from the house to the shady apartment complexes and I have a six month old. She’s not on formula but if I was part of some meth ring she would be excellent cover. And you know the fact that I had a privacy fence built and have beware of dog signs plastered all over the house. I guess I do unintentionally look suspicious.

At any rate… we’re finishing the flooring and moving completely into the house asap. The third bedroom still isn’t QUITE done but at this point I don’t care. I don’t need Nora around any drug making activities. I really don’t want her around any drug USING activities either, but these days just walking out of the house in Nowheresville you run into users.

OH speaking of running into people, I found out the most ironic twist of fate happened to the woman who accosted me for my muffin top a few weeks ago. I guess my sister in law went to high school with her and she lives down the street from Kevin’s dad so it was pretty big news. Apparently she had a baby yesterday, and had no idea she was pregnant until giving birth at her friends house in the bathroom. Yeah. Now to be honest when I saw her she had the pregnant waddle going on which is part of the reason I didn’t snap back with a witty retort… well that and my better judgment on how to treat people, but y’know. I thought to myself: “oh well she’s a bigger gal, but she really looks pregnant too” I only saw her for a brief moment in the parking lot and I knew she was pregnant, but she swears she had no idea and neither did her family nor friends. Maybe it was one of those you have to be outside of the situation things to notice it? I don’t know, but it did make me feel worlds better about my “muffin top”. Lol

Anyway… Nora is fussing so I better go see what she needs. Until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

I Have A Confession

I hate showering in new places. It’s one of the things I hate most about moving. It’s a silly little completely irrational fear, but I just hate it. Being in a new place where I can’t hear when the water is running and behind the curtain where I can’t see… I always feel like some one is sneaking up on me, especially in bathrooms with windows. Thankfully both of our bathrooms are sans window so I get over it rather quickly after the first shower, but it is still an annoying irrational fear.

I also have this super insane fear of leaving our new house after dark. Normally that isn’t a problem but with this house I am ultra creeped out. My spine literally tingles and I feel like some one is waiting in the shadows watching me. It’s probably our neighbors… they are incredibly nosey, and very particular with what we do to and around our house. It also gives me the heeby jeebies that they way the neighborhood was layed out you can see into one window of every house on the block from every window of our house. It’s the way the neighborhood was built way back in the day, but I sincerely don’t like it.

Alright, it’s late and Nora has a doctors appointment in the morning. I’m going to hide under my covers from the boogie man. Lol until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

Well Hello There

So my internet router decided to die a fantastic and terrible death over the past week, and I have been fighting with mobile WordPress ever since. I’ve finally slayed the mobile WordPress beast! Lol so after a brief break I’m back!

Hmm…. what’s been going on? Nothing of spectacular importance. Well other than the fact that I finished up the guest room and bathroom this week. It’s all decorated, painted, and pretty. I don’t know how long it will STAY that way but right now, it’s awesome right now. Lol. I’m planning on finishing Nora’s room today, and this weekend we’re going to finish the living room and hallway. After that the only thing left is the third bedroom and we’ll be ready to finish moving in!

I’ve been slowly moving things every day this week. Taking one small box here and there. Thus far it seems to be working out okay that way. I’ve snuck most of the cook ware and all of the groceries to the house, and every time we do a load of laundry it gets “left behind”. Really the only thing we NEED to move to never have to come back to the apartment would be the beds. That’s currently all we’re doing at the apartment. Sleeping. We come back, go to bed, wake up in the morning and go back to the house. Most days before breakfast even.

Although we really can’t move completely in until we finish our bed room. Lol. It just needs drywall and paint to be habitable. We need to find carpet too, but that’s mostly a luxury at this point. I just want to be MOVED IN already!! Especially since I have to spend all of my time there and I’m running out of projects… lol

Anyway… the dog needs something so I better go. Until later Bloggies!

Happy Anniversary!

Bloggies, our little trip was the best little trip I have been on in a very long time with my amazing Hubs. We didn’t even have to travel too far out of the way to get there.

It started Friday afternoon. My sisters and dad came up to watch Nora and our dog while we were out and about. They arrived around noon, and after we finished taking Boris to the vet for the THIRD time in three weeks we met them, left instructions, gathered a few things and headed off.

I had no idea where we were going. Kevin (Hubs) randomly decided on a destination literally an hour before we left. We drove about an hour south of Nowheresville and ended up in Nashville Indiana. It was a really cute little touristy type town. It really reminded me of all of the pictures I’ve seen of mountain towns in Colorado and those places out West. I liked it almost immediately. Because we are fly by the seat of our pants random people we had neglected to book a hotel room BEFORE we arrived. Since it was the off season we weren’t too concerned with it, but we probably should have planned a little better. lol. We stopped at the local BP and got a hotel guide and flipped through it a few times. We decided on a hotel but when I was calling them I dialed the wrong number and Kevin turned the page. We flipped back through the guide several times but couldn’t find the one we were originally looking for, but the add for Comfort Inn caught my eye. I decided we should call them, being one of the big chains they should most definitely have a room even if we couldn’t find another quaint little bed and breakfast room some where. I dialed the number, asked the gentleman at the front desk a few questions and our extreme flakyness paid off. We got the King Suite which was normally $150 per night at a super discount rate of only $76!! That was less than the average price of a normal Β room anywhere else we had looked at. Needless to say, we stayed there. lol.

It had been SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO long since I had stayed at a “real” hotel it was great. A relaxing soak in the whirlpool tub, a champagne toast and plenty of uninterrupted snuggle time with my hubby, free breakfast, and an ultra friendly staff. It was pretty much everything I had wanted to do right there. lol.

Before we did the toasting, and all of that we went out to a little tavern/brewery for dinner. The Big Woods Brewery, and it was DELICIOUS. It’s kind of sad but one of the most exciting things for me on this entire trip was the quality of the produce served with the food. Yes. How lame is that? Anyway… Kevin had a super delicious pulled pork sandwich with coleslaw and a beer flight of some of the signature beers. I feasted on a delicious spinach, cranberry, bacon, almond salad, and a Ghirardelli brownie that was almost as big as my face. lol. It was INSANELY delicious, although being one of the more popular restaurants in the area we thought it was going to be a little bit bigger. It was straight out of a movie. With the bar, the outside patio and the dining room they could seat probably fifty people. It was all part of the experience which made it awesome, even though one of the locals was very drunk, sitting right behind me at the bar and kept bumping my chair. lol.

After dinner we returned to the hotel for a nice relaxing evening to ourselves. We hadn’t actually had a nice relaxing evening to ourselves since before Nora was born. Actually we’ve never really had just a completely relaxing get away to ourselves since we’ve been married. This was technically our Honeymoon as well as an Anniversary thing. We got married right as we were moving back to Nowheresville and getting back on our feet after both being unemployed for a while. We didn’t have the money to go do anything really, and then last year I was pregnant so again we had to use our money for other things. This year is the first year we’ve actually been able to properly celebrate. πŸ™‚

Saturday morning after a nice long sleep in our ultra comfy bed, we got up pretty early, ate breakfast, checked out, and headed back into town to do some more exploring. Being a small touristy type town it is all locally owned businesses so most of them don’t have set hours. It’s really when people feel like coming in and opening the doors. Everything was closed around 8pm the night before so we really didn’t get to see anything. We walked around and visited a whole variety of eclectic little shops for three hours then stopped for lunch at another little local restaurant. It was also EPICALLY delicious. I had the best tuna melt I have ever had in my life!! It was the classic tuna salad with a mountain of melted cheddar, tomatoes, alfalfa sprouts, and fresh mushrooms on whole cracked wheat toast. I have never had something so deliciously fresh unless I was eating it out of my own garden. Kevin had the famous pot roast sandwich with steamed veggies. That right there is proof at how good the produce was. Kevin hardly ever eats veggies, but he chowed down on these.

After lunch we wandered around for a while longer and then decided to head back to town. We look our time and meandered back stopping at a few places along the way but it wasn’t anything truly out of the ordinary. All in all it was the perfect vacation. *sigh* We really needed it.

Anyway… it’s late and I’m still pretty tired after the trip. Until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚

Well Here It Is

It pains me to have to do this, but alas. Google just isn’t cooperating with us bloggers at the moment. It keeps taking away our services slowly one by one by one. With the loss of Google Reader we’ve lost a whole world of interaction which is half of the point of blogging so… here I am.

Hello new Bloggies!! A little bit about myself and what this blog will entail. I am Kelli Hale. Wife, mom, novelist, freelance writer, and blogger. I started blogging waaaaaay back in 2008 before it was the chic popular thing to do on MySpace. Yes, I know it was lame and a terrible mistake to be using MySpace as a platform for my blogging, but that’s why I didn’t stick around for long. In 2009 I migrated over to Blogger where I was completely happy, and very well connected to the blogging community, UNTIL Google started being obnoxious and deleting all of the services that integrated Blogger into the awesome that is Google. First it was FriendConnect, then most recently it was Reader. Basically unless you were a user of Blogger you could no longer interact with your followers or find new blogs to read. I was very sad to leave especially since I had been blogging there for years and had gained many friends as well as quite a few followers.

But, it had to be done. The more and more I kept putting it off the harder and harder it was becoming to start fresh. So alas, here I am. I will try my best to import some of my favorite and previous blog posts to give you all a bit of flavor to the House of Hale. It’s nice to meet all of you! Until later Bloggies. πŸ™‚