Ahhhh.....

Welcome to my Friday night filled with.....me. I am going nowhere this evening other than once or twice to the fridge area scrounging for chocolate.

My plan is to read a play in its entirety (ok...maybe entirety but over the course of the weekend).

Watch Survivor's episode from last night.....and post about it.

Do yoga on the wii. Why do I feel like saying 'Perform' rather than 'Do'?

Drink a cup of hot tea.

Go to bed early.

Mood: Content.

Survivor Episode 2

Thanks in whole to Stumble Upon.

I went to CBS's website which kept causing my computer to crash, I'm guessing because everyone is watching the crazy show. So I stumbled for a different way to watch it and found this website.

I love the inkernets.

***Spoiler: I was glad to see Candace get "blind sided" and get voted off. Honestly, I don't believe in a blindsided vote on that show. You have to suspect that at all times on that show. No one is your friend and the term "trust" is used loosely. I could so win that game just living on the mistakes of others. Read that last comment as slyness and not cockiness.

My favorite player so far is Sierra. Her job is listed as a model and I would normal dislike her just because she's competition, but there is just something about her that I like. I find myself rooting for her.

I'll watch Episode 3 tomorrow. Thanks to the high quality on the cast tv and on cbs's website. I don't want to get stuck with watching it on regular tv ever again. Heck, I have discovered tv on my new cell phone and it's kick butt impressive.

Hmph. I might look into a better quality tv. I'm a fan of technology. I'll look into that.

Mood: Satisfied.

A Dying Dad.

A dying dad's letter that just happens to be in craigslist looking for his daughters. I have no idea if its truth or some sort of gimmick. If its real then it makes me so desperately sad for that dad and hoping upon big piles of hope that somehow his daughters read that. I'm also very curious to know the story.

If its a gimmick, then there is one sick in the head, yet creative person out there. Exactly what does that person gain by that? Is there something I've completely missed?

Mood: Hoping over disgust.

Survivor Episode #1

was fantastic! I completely forgot to hit the timer on the DVR two weeks in a row. I searched the internet left and right and found it on CBS.com. The picture was incredible and the sound on my new kick butt head phones was....kick butt.

**Spoiler**...if you haven't seen it, then go somewhere else till you do.

At the beginning of the show, they all hop off the truck and each team has to vote for someone right away. Noone has spoken to each other and knows nothing of each other. One tribe picks the old lady and the other tribe picks the tired looking one. The old lady is nuts and was angry, the quiet one confessed she had a fever of 102 thanks to strep throat and was on antibiotics. She seemed more hurt. The catch was that they were not going home, they were put on helicopters and flown to the camp sites, everyone else had to endure the four hour hikes. Nice turn of events. Everyone (included the old lady and the quiet one) assumed it was to vote off the game.

I love Survivor.

At the end, quiet gal's tribe won immunity; granny's tribe went to tribal council and they kept granny....who reminds me of someone who has taken more than their fair share of home made meth.....and got rid of a tiny annoying strange young gal.

Mood: Catching up.

Dating 101 - Intro

So, through my experiences I feel its only fair to share with you what I learn. I know you are completely content with stalking me. I don't blame you. I am, after all, very good looking, extremely smart, creative and an up and coming actress/superstar.

But, this stalking thing won't last forever. There will be the police reports, my jealous boyfriend(s), restraining orders and of course, what are your neighbors going to think? At some point, you will lose your legal battles with my highly talented team of attorneys, possibly that promotion at work due to the rumors, injure yourself by skinned your knees crouching behind a bush or get arrest by fighting over a hiding place with another stalker.

So, back to a normal life you'll go and at that point in time, when the Court orders you to watch no closer than 500 feet away, you'll think back to this Dating 101 course you are about to go through and thank me fondly with that creepy smile of yours. Hopefully then you will be prepared to chase after a gal and successfully make her your girlfriend. I'll expect an invite to the wedding although I won't attend (restraining order, remember?). Naming your first child after me would be greatly appreciated also.

How long is this course, when will you graduate and how much will this course cost? Well, that, my friend is up to you. During this time, should you have any questions, please feel free to ask in the comment section below each post. If your question is a little more personal and doesn't involve a rash please feel free to email me. I do reserve the right to post it in this blog so the other stalkers may learn from you....although I promise to not identify your secret fake name.

Until then, Good luck.

Mood: Helpful.

Cowboy Out.

OK- Cowboy was nice, but I can't do without the computer. I just don't understand how one can live without one. He's a ranch hand and doesn't have one at work either.

Kbuggie just can't compute.

So, tonight I said fair well to the good dancing cowboy with the great fitting jeans and warm hugs. I guess that's not bad for a first attempt and two great dates.....one on a country dance floor and the other feeding the cattle.

Mood: Not distraught.

Courthouse Pics

Is there anyone out there that has NOT taken pics of the Wise County Courthouse? The top right one I took at night (just in case you didn't figure that out) and captured the reflection of the Courthouse off the tinted glass of the barber shop. I took a similar pic off the reflection of my station wagon's bumper but it didn't look as neato.

Oh yea, Kbuggie is a photographer on the side....you can hollar for all your family portraits, wedding or pet photography needs. I'll let you throw lots of moula at me. I don't mind cause I'm nice like that.

Mood: Capturing.

Get Learned

I actually found a video that explains the credit crisis. I like how its explained for a short attention span like myself.

Wanna know why our economy is in its current state? Go here for an explanation.

There is your educational moment contributed by kbuggie......for the week.

You are very welcome.

Mood: wantin' a box.

Good bye Cat.

Thoughts from the play:

I've had more people ask someone later if I'm really pregnant and then become shocked to learn that I am NOT pregnant.

I had a guy....(and I'm 98.72% positive this guy was NOT hitting on me!!) tell me I'm a really, really good actress and should really really pursue a career. He's my new 2nd favorite person (1st fav is Bobby).

We broke the set down in less than an hour......one of the many advantages of having a huge cast.

I miss everyone already!!

I would like my next role to be something more serious.....to show a different side of me.

A couple of audience members told me they did not like my character.

I wonder how many people around this county will gossip about me being pregnant?

Every show we did, I had someone in the audience that I had invited. I am truly grateful and extremely thankful for that.

Acting is addicting. I absolutely love it!!

Mood: Reminiscing.

Date with the Cowboy

I met a very handsome 33 yo cowboy in public with his extremely adorable 4 year old. Mr. Cowboy was very smooth and actually talked me out of my number. I was tempted to give him my special hotline. (940) 627-5546 (Go ahead and call it...I know you're tempted.) But I decided to take a chance and give him my real number.

Looks: Pretty, pretty good. (Mr. Cowboy's jeans makes his rear look mighty nice.)

Brains: Eh. Not quite up to my standards....my brains are pretty big...and I realize that makes it hard to keep up.

Personality: Outgoing...very.

Special Attribute: Amazing dancer....he has rhythm.

Date: First we went dancing at Billy Bob's, which was pretty fun. The next morning he picked me up to go feed cows (his job as a ranch hand), which I giggled at...in a poking fun at him kind of way for referring to it as "relaxing". A friend referred to it as the same. I went, had a good time, a few laughs, and realized driving down a dirt county road in silence, that I enjoyed the country and appreciated the experience. The baby calves were very very very cute. It's a shame they grow up to be.....well, fat, not cute and sold to a slaughter house. Made my heart sad. Do they know their fate? I also learned quite a bit.

Now for some reason, I might be a little worn out by Mr. Cowboy. He does a lot of texting, calling but no computer'in. He doesn't have a computer and for that matter no internet. Gasp. I fear this may not go further. How does one live without a computer? I just can't imagine that in this day and age.

Stay tuned for Mr. Next.

Mood: Searching.

Confession

I have no clue which direction to put this blog in. I'm kind of leaning towards a lil bit of a saga over the dating life of one hot mama. Undecided. Now that the play is over, I can spend a little more time on it and make some changes here and there.

Oh, don't you worry your pretty little reading eyes, I'll keep the changes small and spaced out. I won't shake things up over night. I know it was torture to be without me the last couple of weeks, but I am very happy that you stuck with me and waited for me to come back to you.

My first change, I shall leave this up to you......see the poll on the side and vote.

Mood: Open

I met a germ once.....

What a crazy interesting germ filled week I've lead....or followed.

It's midnight and not my weekend for the kids but they are tucked neatly and nicely into my bed. Little one got whiny and fussy during the play and I realized that she had a fever. Poor thing. I gave her advil and she konked right out. She woke up in time for curtain call...carried out by her stage dad. Her actual dad claims illness of his own tonight. I'm unsure if I actually believe that.

But either way...I'm always happy to have kids at home, even if they are sickly.

Disclaimer: I might have fallen asleep while writing this last night. I sat in my recliner, wireless keyboard and mouse by my side and fell asleep in the middle of a sentence.

Kbuggie was tired.

So update: it's now morning after. Little one is outside running around the backyard screaming with delight as the doggies chase her around. I just hollared at her to get her toes in here and settle her "sickly" self down!!

I was going to send her to the doc today, but again....no fever and she looks and is acting like a million bucks.

Also, I caught wind of another home remedy.....and these days, after the whiskey bit, I'm totally into home remedies. A mom tells me to put vicks vapor rub on the feet of my lil baby because your feet have the biggest pores on your body and will soak it in more. She stated it was a homeopathic thing. I told her I didn't understand her big words, but I'm so trying it!! I'm not sure my lil one coughed at all last night. (That or my whiskey home remedy prevented me from hearing anything in my deep sleep.)

Sorry for the long post. It's just that we've been apart for too long. I've got lots to tell you!! More to come. Thank you for being so patient! And keep an eye on the twitter and twit pic of mine for good stalker faithful following of me!

Mood: Not bad. Not bad at all. (could be the whiskey talking.)

Wooo!!

Kbuggie conquered a bit of exercising tonight. It's good stress relief. Badly needed stress relief.

40 minutes on the Wii.

30 minutes on the eliptical.

Good workout. Yeah me!

Annnd after one sickly week I didn't pig out or go nuts off my diet and I lost a pound. It wasn't the optimal two pounds for the week.... but hey...I'll take one pound. It's better than none.

Mood: Fair.

Perfect Date Dating Video

As I ponder the dating scene and what it will have to offer someone as gorgeous and brilliant as myself....... please, please, please let my date NOT be like this guy.

(Stolen from my twin sister's facebook.)

Mood: Hellllo, Bobby!

Vocal Medicine

1 shot whiskey, some lemon juice and some honey.

I can't promise its the best tasting stuff out there. But I think its really helping my voice. I did a shot of that last night. Well, maybe just the whiskey. Today I actually went for the honey, lemon and whiskey mix. Ick.

Right now, I'm trying the hot tea with a shot of each of the ingredients. Its actually not too bad. We'll see how well it works. It comes highly recommended from a dear friend!

Mood: Tipsy.

Out for a day.

Poor Kbuggie Junior #2 is a sickly child today. Miss thing has an upper respiratory infection and a fever that got up to 102.5 last night. We are currently going back and forth between tylenol and advil for the fever and treating the congested cough with prescription cough syrup. Poor baby. She only got upset when I told her no school...... but, but, but today is pajama day!

So she gets a bit of an energy burst (thanks to the Reece's cereal and tylenol) and I decide its a good time for a drug run to the IGA with a stop to Subway for lunch.

We run into two bosses at the Subway. Made me giggle. I swear, I swear this kid is sick!! I was sooo tempted to pull the thermometer out of my purse and show her temp! They got a kick out of it. I think I might have been more embarrassed that I didn't have any lunch at home to feed my poor sickly kid.

Well, I'll be back tomorrow. Until then....I must work on the connoction of ingrediants for my lost voice. It's getting better....sorta.

Mood: Quiet

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

Hey lookie!! The director made this slide show! Great job Marty!

A Letter from Kbuggie

Dear Voice of Kbuggie,

Why did you leave me? Why must you be gone this long? Was it something I did? Was it something my brain asked you to say? Hollaring at those cute construction workers on the side of the road was just for giggles. Maybe I spent too much time singing on the Wii Rock Band this weekend. (I blame Ms. Wine.)

Whatever it was, I apologize deeply. I’ve missed you and soooo feel how important you are to me. In your absence and in hopes of bringing you back, I’ve consumed almost a whole bag of cough drops; so many that your downstairs neighbor seems to be plotting a protest if there are anymore consumed.

With you being gone, the guys at work are now poking fun at me….they seem to enjoy the silence left behind. (Sniff, sniff….) It’s just not the same without you!

I miss you!!! Please come back. Please?

Xoxoxo,

-Kbuggie

Happy President's Day.

Dangit!!!!

As if getting a speeding ticket wasn't bad enough for my budget (yea, yea...I know...totally my fault)....

.....we're sitting at the stop light and my older one gasps....just as I hear the all too familiar sound of the window falling into the door!

Didn't I just fix that you ask? Well, yes, I did...I fixed the back passenger left side window. I also had the front passenger replaced when I first got the pinto. Now? It's the back right window. At least I know I can fix it myself and not shell out a zillion dollars to the dealer....just a hundred for the part.

Great. Just great.

Mood: Experienced in frustration.