So I debated back and forth if I should post this or not - and I decided it was just too weird not to share - so while I've recovered from its insanities... here is my story of Jan. 16th 2008 - Wednesday Morning As Experienced Through Kela's Eyes:
So first let me start with I'm PMSing and a bit hormonal anyway... then the insanity starts with the ring my mom got me years ago, its the red one I'm always wearing - most of you probably know the one I'm talking about... well I guess it got bent when i was carrying my luggage in Phoenix, AZ last week end... so on Tuesday night Ryan was trying to fix it for me... and upon getting it back in shape - he mistakenly loosened the center stone!
When I picked it up to place it in a safe place Wednesday morning, I realized the stone was just GONE! I was devastated because as much as I love my engagement/wedding ring- I ABSOLUTELY ADORE this ring my mom got, I just think its so beautiful, and unique. It wasn't super expensive, in fact it was rather inexpensive, but had serious sentimental attachment, as well as I thought it was just beautiful! So here I am 7am Wednesday morning totally saddened by that and running around feeling the carpets trying to find it... still no luck yet!
Then I accept that I have to pee and go in the bathroom as I hear the shower on - Ryan is still on the "john", and sorta snaps at me, course he said later he was just clearing his throat... so I'm all PMSy and my ring is broken and I can't pee so I get all grumpy, and Ryan is all grumpy so we are just feeding off each other...
Then he goes to work and I sit down to have some cheerios which turn out to be stale and nasty! So that's depressing - cause I have nothing else for breakfast....
Then I get on the computer and try to upload some pics for my friend Sam in France - but the computer isn't playing nice... so while its "Loading" I go take a shower.
When I get out of the shower I walk into the kitchen to get a sip of water - all is ok... then I go into the bedroom for like 2 minutes MAX and get dressed! When I return, there is a giant Sparky turd on the floor and all three animals are tearing up a GIANT bird all over the house! (ok I'm being slight over dramatic - it was a GIANT bird - but they were not really tearing it up all over the house... really more of the hallway and kitchen)
So I'm freaking out and call Ryan, cause I of course don't want to deal with it! But he wont be back for hours and I don't want them to just keep making the mess so I HAVE to deal with it!
I pick up the turd, scold Sparky... then try and get the GIANT bird... but monkey just wont let go, he's all growls and teeth trying to keep his catch... finally I give him a soft boot with my foot and be backs off... I pick the bird up and toss it in the back yard... and then proceed to pick up all the remaining bits...(I am sorry this is a graphic story - should have warned you!)
When I finally get off to work I am near to tears... First my ring and then all this gross stuff... and I'm PMSing!
So then I get to work and it's boss day (my boss comes in for a few hours once a week), and I'm all hormonal and crazy but trying to put on a good professional face for the boss... by this point Ryan has called cause he gets home and the animals have brought the bird back into the house, and Ryan has found a foot - with a tag... turns out its someones PET CHICKEN!
So then I'm super bummed... when my boss finally does ask whats up - I tell her about how my cat caught, killed and destroyed someones pet chicken all over my house... and we strangely had a good laugh!
So monkey gets lots of props for bringing down a CHICKEN! However I feel bad... I mean do I go door to door and ask if someone lost their chicken or what? I eventually opt out of that... most of my neighbors only speak Spanish, and I don't really want to tell someone my cat ate their pet chicken... (does this make me a bad person?)
To sum up still haven't found the stone for my ring... but the search continues!
By the end of the day I'd really cheered up and ended the day feeling fantastic... but wow... what an awful morning!
Hope You Enjoyed!
Much Love,
Kela
Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Thoughts on 2008!
Boy do I have plans for 2008!
2007 came with some exciting events, the wedding, the honeymoon, and all those exciting events throughout those events! As happy as I am with how I experienced 2007, there are some things I really wanted to do that I just didn't get done.
For example... I still have not lost the weight I gained when I quit smoking almost 5 years ago!!! My goal is to loose about 10-15 lbs this year! Hopefully sooner rather then later. This is a goal that actually both Ryan and I are striving for. His weight not from quiting smoking, but just the typical long term relationship padding we all seem to acquire. Starting to pay more attention on what we are eating, especially the quantity of food we are consuming! Also by finding ways to get more work outs into our regular routine. I am currently in Phoenix, AZ on a business trip and for the first time, I brought a bathing suit and work out outfit, so I can use their gym facilities! :D I can't be TOO proud yet, as I haven't actually gone to the gym here... but its at least an option! :D
Next is paying off debts, and getting us into a safer home. We want a real house, with a yard for Sparky. A real laundry room, so we don't have to keep sharing with all our neighbors. Also in a neighborhood where we can go for walks after dinner safely and feel safe in our homes and lives. Currently I do not feel safe in my home, not only because I'm in a tough neighborhood, with glaring eyes on us, but because the place doesn't seem structurally sound... I have a rule within myself, that if there is a earthquake, I will try and get OUT of the apt... as it is probably safer outside... and that isn't a very comforting thought.
Next is starting the family! Hopefully within the next year (maybe a bit longer) we hope to start trying for a baby! :D My goal is to be a fairly young mom, because both my mom's, both real and in-law are young and its awesome that we get to have these adult years together, and I really hope to have that with my children as well. :D However this depends on when we get the savings started to get into a house, debts paid and a bit of savings after that... so hopefully those items will be underway shortly! :D
I am really excited about 2008!
Its a whole new year, a whole new life... I'm a married woman... and my adult life is really starting to start off!
WISH ME LUCK!
I'll keep you posted!
Much Love,
THANKS FOR READING!
Kela
2007 came with some exciting events, the wedding, the honeymoon, and all those exciting events throughout those events! As happy as I am with how I experienced 2007, there are some things I really wanted to do that I just didn't get done.
For example... I still have not lost the weight I gained when I quit smoking almost 5 years ago!!! My goal is to loose about 10-15 lbs this year! Hopefully sooner rather then later. This is a goal that actually both Ryan and I are striving for. His weight not from quiting smoking, but just the typical long term relationship padding we all seem to acquire. Starting to pay more attention on what we are eating, especially the quantity of food we are consuming! Also by finding ways to get more work outs into our regular routine. I am currently in Phoenix, AZ on a business trip and for the first time, I brought a bathing suit and work out outfit, so I can use their gym facilities! :D I can't be TOO proud yet, as I haven't actually gone to the gym here... but its at least an option! :D
Next is paying off debts, and getting us into a safer home. We want a real house, with a yard for Sparky. A real laundry room, so we don't have to keep sharing with all our neighbors. Also in a neighborhood where we can go for walks after dinner safely and feel safe in our homes and lives. Currently I do not feel safe in my home, not only because I'm in a tough neighborhood, with glaring eyes on us, but because the place doesn't seem structurally sound... I have a rule within myself, that if there is a earthquake, I will try and get OUT of the apt... as it is probably safer outside... and that isn't a very comforting thought.
Next is starting the family! Hopefully within the next year (maybe a bit longer) we hope to start trying for a baby! :D My goal is to be a fairly young mom, because both my mom's, both real and in-law are young and its awesome that we get to have these adult years together, and I really hope to have that with my children as well. :D However this depends on when we get the savings started to get into a house, debts paid and a bit of savings after that... so hopefully those items will be underway shortly! :D
I am really excited about 2008!
Its a whole new year, a whole new life... I'm a married woman... and my adult life is really starting to start off!
WISH ME LUCK!
I'll keep you posted!
Much Love,
THANKS FOR READING!
Kela
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Look Who's Writing! (Rant Included)
So I'm driving home tonight and its raining and everyone is of course driving like morons... when I look in front of me I see a green mini-van with one of those stickers of the cartoon stick figure family...you know the one I'm talking about. - http://www.ourstickfamily.com/family-decals.html - well this one actually had their names under each figure - if you went to that link - you see that you can do it there.
Now maybe I'm morbid and horrible... but the first thing I thought of tonight when I saw that - was that is seemed to be sort of an invitation to kidnap your children! I mean think about it - your some crazy child abducting freak and you are looking for your victim... you pass by say a house with a mini-van out front, with this happy little bumper sticker with all the children's, and their names - I'm pretty sure that just gives them an opportunity to be very clever... say the next time they come by and see the kid playing outside... couldn't they just walk up /or drive up and say "Hey Emily, your mom told me to come and get you." and off they go!
I am not saying it would definitely happen - but why make it so easy for success should it - on the crazy off chance that it does???
Kela Deems This A BAD Idea!
Hope you enjoyed my little rant!
Much Love,
Kela
Now maybe I'm morbid and horrible... but the first thing I thought of tonight when I saw that - was that is seemed to be sort of an invitation to kidnap your children! I mean think about it - your some crazy child abducting freak and you are looking for your victim... you pass by say a house with a mini-van out front, with this happy little bumper sticker with all the children's, and their names - I'm pretty sure that just gives them an opportunity to be very clever... say the next time they come by and see the kid playing outside... couldn't they just walk up /or drive up and say "Hey Emily, your mom told me to come and get you." and off they go!
I am not saying it would definitely happen - but why make it so easy for success should it - on the crazy off chance that it does???
Kela Deems This A BAD Idea!
Hope you enjoyed my little rant!
Much Love,
Kela
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
I Have Returned!
Hey - Kela, The Near-Future Mrs. Moore, 17 Days til I marry the love of my life!
Things are going well - tonight I went out with my brides maid Lily and she got her dress! It looks great on her, and she loves it! It's quite cute actually I think I might borrow it sometime, that isn't wrong somehow right? LOL
So far everything is going well - the food and cake shinanigans has been all figured out and prepared for. My sister Nicki is doing my hair and make up... and my dress should be all ready and perfect for my Saturday apt. :D I'm getting my hair dyed on Friday to a deep rich brown. :D So excited! My favors are moving along - after an adventuresome start! Check out these photos:
I dyed the white bags my mom got Burgundy, Green and Brown... this was a burgundy batch!
Don't worry Ryan - was able to get it off - for a while there I seriously thought I had permanently ruined the counter top!
This is close to the final design - before dying:
Ok - well its late and I'm sleepy -but hope you enjoyed!
Thanks for listening,
Kela
Friday, August 10, 2007
The Kela and Ryan Story
I met Ryan in the most unlikely of places, well, unlikely - because we worked out.
The night before I met Ryan I went to a party with a few girls I didn't know that well, looking for a change of pace. I was always cautious and shy, never went to parties, unless I knew everyone there and even then... ha. I had been in one of my first serious relationships, and had my heart broken. This boy was my first kiss... I trusted him and I felt betrayed. After a month or so I decided to go for something more risky. I was invited to go to this party with a few girls, the party, had older more mature guys (I was 17 at the time). At this party some sleazy guy decided to take me under his wing, the girls I was with paired up with friends of his. One girl and I went to the party with hooked up with this guys best friend... so we headed back to their house to get to know eachother better. She went off into that guys room, and I found myself in a room with a man about mid-late 20's. I was naive... I will not lie. I wasn't sure what I was doing there. Soon I realized - he planned to have sex with me. "WOAH! - I don't think so!" I never kissed this guy or anything, luckily, but once I had told him I was a virgin and didn't plan on doing anything with him, he kicked me out of his room. I was disgusted, scared and alone. I don't entirely remember the rest of that night... I believe I eventually went and found my friend and she and I went home.
The next day she called and told me there was another party, this one was suppose to be better, it was an after party for this rave... and it should be awesome. I was feeling cold about life, about men in particular. I went to this party, planning on getting drunk and just rolling with it, not thinking about all my insecurities or the horribleness of the night before. We arrived at the party, and found guys more of our age bracket and it was a much less slimly vibe. Still I began to drink, I got pretty drunk. I remember the moment I met Ryan... I was standing in the kitchen...drunk... and this GORGEOUS tall, well dressed, blond hair, blue eyed guy was smiling at me from across the room. I actually turned around to see who he was looking at. When I turned back he had moved closer to me and we started to chat. I soon learned that his name was Ryan and that he too was a bit intoxicated. After a while a few of us moved into this back room, before Ryan and I knew what had happened, everyone else had left the room and we found ourselves alone. We talked a lot - and before I knew it I was laying on his chest and we seemed to connect right away - it felt comfortable. After a while things got a little heated, and we actually got a bit hot and heavy! No sex! But at one point we both realized that we were going too far and stopped and I informed him I was a virgin, and didn't want to have sex with him, he said he was too - I thought he was lying! "Sure buddy!" We kissed and had a good time until 6-7am! When my girlfriends found me, and pulled me out of the room, dropping my phone number in his lap. We had to get home!!!
If I remember correctly, Ryan called later that day or perhaps the following day, it was pretty quick. I was in full regret mode by then. I had gone too far with this guy who was likely a player and using me to try and have sex with a virgin. When he called, I told him point blank, that girl at the party, isn't me. Don't expect things like that from me again. He said he felt the same way and would like to take me out on a proper date. We planned for him to meet me after school on Monday afternoon. I purposely wore a sweater and was very conservative, and was on full guard! I could barely remember what he looked like... I was worried. As I slowly made my way to the front of the school, several girls came running up, screaming about how there was this amazingly hot guy outside looking for me. I was starting to be a little excited, but mostly still nervous. He was still quite beautiful - sober. :) I was floored. He and I walked to his car and drove to this gaming store. I didn't understand at the time why we were there... but I found out later. He sold a few of his favorite video games, so he had money to take me out for lunch. We went to Carl's Jr. :D In retrospect - it was really really sweet! Especially if you know Ryan, he is SUCH a video game nerd! It took him years to find those games again, apparently they were rare!
Then we went to my house and he was obviously interested in getting a little frisky. I was so rude... trying everything I could to be unattractive to him, still really believed he was lying just to get in my pants. He was quite charming though, so eventually I did kiss him and we kissed for a long while. This was late January 2001... we went to another party, not together but aware that the other would be there. He was sick and on crazy drugs, didn't remember me. I was totally offended. The next week when he showed up at my school, I called him a pervert and wouldn't talk to him. He stood in the rain as I drove away with friends.
Two weeks go by and I'm still calling him my boyfriend to my friends, but I haven't talked to him. I was having a very dysfunctional time in my life, I was really depressed. I decided I would have my mom check me into a mental hospital the next day. The night before I decided to have a farewell party with friends... I called and invited Ryan. He was obviously surprised. I got drunk... (I was a total alcoholic when I was younger) when I woke up my head was in Ryan's lap, he'd taken care of me all night. At that moment I decided to give this a chance, we planned to spend Valentines day together. A few days later, when I was fully smitten with him, he called, said he needed to talk to me. When he got there, he informed me that he was still in love with his ex and wanted but wanted to stay friends with me. I was devastated.
When Valentines Day came, I had decided that I was not going to take "just friends" as an option. We went out as friends, and I quickly began to flirt and play fun little games with him. Soon I had won him over! By the end of Valentines day we were making out, and officially together! It was tough, I was afraid he was only into me cause I was being such a flirt, and that his heart still belonged to the ex. I didn't know this for sure for a few years, but as it turns out, he was still in love with the ex, and was still very much considering staying with me until she returned. I didn't know this for many years... but we continued on anyway.
3 days later - we lost our virginities together! That and the way we met - alone to me say "not a good way for a relationship to start". We were at his mom and step dads house, and little did I know, but they were really upset to find me in the house in the morning, and we sat awkwardly around the kitchen table eating muffins. I was mortified! After that Ryan and I continued on with our relationship, happily... but soon his parents began to get really uncomfortable knowing we were sexually active in their home, since Ry was 18 and I was 17, they didn't want Ryan in trouble with the law. So Ryan moved into my parents house. Strangely enough my parents (especially my step-dad) were not really aware of our activities, even though they were aware and ok with Ryan moving into the house, sleeping in my room. HA HA!
I ended up graduating early, and when I turned 18 I took my social security check (from my deceased father) and moved out - my mom was so pissed. I got a job and thought Ryan and I would be fine together out on our own. Little did we know that we had moved into a problem home. Our landlord were very wealthy contractors from France, we lived in a studio under their mansion. Soon there was leaking and there began a legal battle. Luckily we never had to worry about going to court, but we had to move out, and it was pretty awful for a long while. We lived on Top Roman. We got two kittens, Clover (girl for Ryan) and Daray (boy for me), Clover even had a litter of kittens while we were there. They were still pretty tiny when we moved out.
In our 2nd apt we went through more problems, dealing with trouble roommates, and our first taste of feeling like we were missing out on being young, single and active. I began to loose interest in Ryan and began thinking about being with other men, one of which was Ryan's best friend. Ryan didn't seem to care, which only further caused me to reach out to others. Luckily I never did cheat on Ryan, but it came into my mind so much that I feel like I did. It's something I am just now forgiving myself fore. We made it through that time, and have grown stronger and more honest with each other. After another year we found a place we could live together, without roommates. Oh what a difference!
That was just over 3 years ago! We've settled into a nice little nitch, sure we have disagreements at times but have learned how to communicate them and how to love each other unconditionally. The doubts are gone, we know there isn't anyone else better for us. We suite each other. :)
In September 2006 Ryan and I went on our very first romantic getaway, to Pt. Reyes to a little cottage near the coast, with fireplace, hot tub, kitchen. He'd been a little suspicious for a few weeks, "Don't look at the bank account" (we share an account) and on the way to Pt. Reyes he stopped at a florist and picked up a huge box of fresh rose petals and I'd packed a nice picnic basket. We had planned to go to the coast one day and have a romantic picnic, I thought that there might be more to this trip then met the eye... but unfortunately I got sick the first day we were there. We ended up curled up on the couch the whole trip, Ryan taking care of me. I was sick for another week once we got back, turned out to be Mono. I SWEAR I DIDN'T KISS ANYONE ELSE! :D
In October Ryan and I planned a trip to a closer beach to finally have our romantic picnic. The date that finally worked was October 22nd 2006... which just happens to be my deceased fathers birthday. Ryan was worried, not being too sly he says "I don't think it's appropriate for us to go today..." and since I had a very big idea as to why he was saying that, I told him "That it was ok..." but he kept pushing that we should wait. I swore to him, it was OK! That it would be a great way to honor my dad. He eventually agreed. We went out, had an amazing picnic filled with laugher - had a crazy seagull - whom we named Henry (the engagement seagull). At this point Ryan must be well aware of how much I know of his plan, so he begins to mess with me. He'd get on his knee and say things like. "Kela.... would you like some champagne?" and I'd silently grumble and smile and say yes. After a few hours and all the food was gone, Ryan turns to me and asks if I'm ready to go home. He's grinning. I glare at him. "No..." he grins at me... "why not?" I didn't want to say anything, I wanted to have the nice romantic engagement and he was playing with me on purpose. After him grinning ear to ear and asking 10 times why I didn't want to leave... I finally blurted out something along the lines of "I know you are going to propose to me! Jerk!" and he's all smiley and so he starts to get down on his knee and I yell at him! "NOT NOW! - that isn't romantic, jerk!" I was so pissed! But you know... that is SO Ryan, he loves to poke at people, drive them to the brink of screaming at him... he loves it! He is sort of a punk ass... but he's a very charming punk ass! :D We walked around the beach, letting our feet graze the waves and just enjoyed the moment, trying to forget about his little stunt.
Eventually he slowly turned to me, got down on this knee and opened the box - upside down, the ring fell into the sand. He quickly picked it up and placed it back in its spot, and he looked up at me nervously and asked "Kela will you marry me?" I pushed him down in the sand and said no repeatedly - mostly because he was a punk ass... but I meant yes. I eventually said yes and we kissed an he placed the ring on my finger. Not the most ideal way for an engagement, but so very much Ryan and I. :D
Wedding is so soon! September 23, 2007, almost exactly 1 year from when we went to Pt. Reyes! After the wedding we are off to Hawaii - neither of us have ever gone there before... and have never gone on a vacation that far away or for that long - 5 nights 6 days! Then when we return we will try and get into a real house and then soon after that, we'll start the family! :)
YAY TO LOVE!
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed our roller coaster story!
Kela
The night before I met Ryan I went to a party with a few girls I didn't know that well, looking for a change of pace. I was always cautious and shy, never went to parties, unless I knew everyone there and even then... ha. I had been in one of my first serious relationships, and had my heart broken. This boy was my first kiss... I trusted him and I felt betrayed. After a month or so I decided to go for something more risky. I was invited to go to this party with a few girls, the party, had older more mature guys (I was 17 at the time). At this party some sleazy guy decided to take me under his wing, the girls I was with paired up with friends of his. One girl and I went to the party with hooked up with this guys best friend... so we headed back to their house to get to know eachother better. She went off into that guys room, and I found myself in a room with a man about mid-late 20's. I was naive... I will not lie. I wasn't sure what I was doing there. Soon I realized - he planned to have sex with me. "WOAH! - I don't think so!" I never kissed this guy or anything, luckily, but once I had told him I was a virgin and didn't plan on doing anything with him, he kicked me out of his room. I was disgusted, scared and alone. I don't entirely remember the rest of that night... I believe I eventually went and found my friend and she and I went home.
The next day she called and told me there was another party, this one was suppose to be better, it was an after party for this rave... and it should be awesome. I was feeling cold about life, about men in particular. I went to this party, planning on getting drunk and just rolling with it, not thinking about all my insecurities or the horribleness of the night before. We arrived at the party, and found guys more of our age bracket and it was a much less slimly vibe. Still I began to drink, I got pretty drunk. I remember the moment I met Ryan... I was standing in the kitchen...drunk... and this GORGEOUS tall, well dressed, blond hair, blue eyed guy was smiling at me from across the room. I actually turned around to see who he was looking at. When I turned back he had moved closer to me and we started to chat. I soon learned that his name was Ryan and that he too was a bit intoxicated. After a while a few of us moved into this back room, before Ryan and I knew what had happened, everyone else had left the room and we found ourselves alone. We talked a lot - and before I knew it I was laying on his chest and we seemed to connect right away - it felt comfortable. After a while things got a little heated, and we actually got a bit hot and heavy! No sex! But at one point we both realized that we were going too far and stopped and I informed him I was a virgin, and didn't want to have sex with him, he said he was too - I thought he was lying! "Sure buddy!" We kissed and had a good time until 6-7am! When my girlfriends found me, and pulled me out of the room, dropping my phone number in his lap. We had to get home!!!
If I remember correctly, Ryan called later that day or perhaps the following day, it was pretty quick. I was in full regret mode by then. I had gone too far with this guy who was likely a player and using me to try and have sex with a virgin. When he called, I told him point blank, that girl at the party, isn't me. Don't expect things like that from me again. He said he felt the same way and would like to take me out on a proper date. We planned for him to meet me after school on Monday afternoon. I purposely wore a sweater and was very conservative, and was on full guard! I could barely remember what he looked like... I was worried. As I slowly made my way to the front of the school, several girls came running up, screaming about how there was this amazingly hot guy outside looking for me. I was starting to be a little excited, but mostly still nervous. He was still quite beautiful - sober. :) I was floored. He and I walked to his car and drove to this gaming store. I didn't understand at the time why we were there... but I found out later. He sold a few of his favorite video games, so he had money to take me out for lunch. We went to Carl's Jr. :D In retrospect - it was really really sweet! Especially if you know Ryan, he is SUCH a video game nerd! It took him years to find those games again, apparently they were rare!
Then we went to my house and he was obviously interested in getting a little frisky. I was so rude... trying everything I could to be unattractive to him, still really believed he was lying just to get in my pants. He was quite charming though, so eventually I did kiss him and we kissed for a long while. This was late January 2001... we went to another party, not together but aware that the other would be there. He was sick and on crazy drugs, didn't remember me. I was totally offended. The next week when he showed up at my school, I called him a pervert and wouldn't talk to him. He stood in the rain as I drove away with friends.
Two weeks go by and I'm still calling him my boyfriend to my friends, but I haven't talked to him. I was having a very dysfunctional time in my life, I was really depressed. I decided I would have my mom check me into a mental hospital the next day. The night before I decided to have a farewell party with friends... I called and invited Ryan. He was obviously surprised. I got drunk... (I was a total alcoholic when I was younger) when I woke up my head was in Ryan's lap, he'd taken care of me all night. At that moment I decided to give this a chance, we planned to spend Valentines day together. A few days later, when I was fully smitten with him, he called, said he needed to talk to me. When he got there, he informed me that he was still in love with his ex and wanted but wanted to stay friends with me. I was devastated.
When Valentines Day came, I had decided that I was not going to take "just friends" as an option. We went out as friends, and I quickly began to flirt and play fun little games with him. Soon I had won him over! By the end of Valentines day we were making out, and officially together! It was tough, I was afraid he was only into me cause I was being such a flirt, and that his heart still belonged to the ex. I didn't know this for sure for a few years, but as it turns out, he was still in love with the ex, and was still very much considering staying with me until she returned. I didn't know this for many years... but we continued on anyway.
3 days later - we lost our virginities together! That and the way we met - alone to me say "not a good way for a relationship to start". We were at his mom and step dads house, and little did I know, but they were really upset to find me in the house in the morning, and we sat awkwardly around the kitchen table eating muffins. I was mortified! After that Ryan and I continued on with our relationship, happily... but soon his parents began to get really uncomfortable knowing we were sexually active in their home, since Ry was 18 and I was 17, they didn't want Ryan in trouble with the law. So Ryan moved into my parents house. Strangely enough my parents (especially my step-dad) were not really aware of our activities, even though they were aware and ok with Ryan moving into the house, sleeping in my room. HA HA!
I ended up graduating early, and when I turned 18 I took my social security check (from my deceased father) and moved out - my mom was so pissed. I got a job and thought Ryan and I would be fine together out on our own. Little did we know that we had moved into a problem home. Our landlord were very wealthy contractors from France, we lived in a studio under their mansion. Soon there was leaking and there began a legal battle. Luckily we never had to worry about going to court, but we had to move out, and it was pretty awful for a long while. We lived on Top Roman. We got two kittens, Clover (girl for Ryan) and Daray (boy for me), Clover even had a litter of kittens while we were there. They were still pretty tiny when we moved out.
In our 2nd apt we went through more problems, dealing with trouble roommates, and our first taste of feeling like we were missing out on being young, single and active. I began to loose interest in Ryan and began thinking about being with other men, one of which was Ryan's best friend. Ryan didn't seem to care, which only further caused me to reach out to others. Luckily I never did cheat on Ryan, but it came into my mind so much that I feel like I did. It's something I am just now forgiving myself fore. We made it through that time, and have grown stronger and more honest with each other. After another year we found a place we could live together, without roommates. Oh what a difference!
That was just over 3 years ago! We've settled into a nice little nitch, sure we have disagreements at times but have learned how to communicate them and how to love each other unconditionally. The doubts are gone, we know there isn't anyone else better for us. We suite each other. :)
In September 2006 Ryan and I went on our very first romantic getaway, to Pt. Reyes to a little cottage near the coast, with fireplace, hot tub, kitchen. He'd been a little suspicious for a few weeks, "Don't look at the bank account" (we share an account) and on the way to Pt. Reyes he stopped at a florist and picked up a huge box of fresh rose petals and I'd packed a nice picnic basket. We had planned to go to the coast one day and have a romantic picnic, I thought that there might be more to this trip then met the eye... but unfortunately I got sick the first day we were there. We ended up curled up on the couch the whole trip, Ryan taking care of me. I was sick for another week once we got back, turned out to be Mono. I SWEAR I DIDN'T KISS ANYONE ELSE! :D
In October Ryan and I planned a trip to a closer beach to finally have our romantic picnic. The date that finally worked was October 22nd 2006... which just happens to be my deceased fathers birthday. Ryan was worried, not being too sly he says "I don't think it's appropriate for us to go today..." and since I had a very big idea as to why he was saying that, I told him "That it was ok..." but he kept pushing that we should wait. I swore to him, it was OK! That it would be a great way to honor my dad. He eventually agreed. We went out, had an amazing picnic filled with laugher - had a crazy seagull - whom we named Henry (the engagement seagull). At this point Ryan must be well aware of how much I know of his plan, so he begins to mess with me. He'd get on his knee and say things like. "Kela.... would you like some champagne?" and I'd silently grumble and smile and say yes. After a few hours and all the food was gone, Ryan turns to me and asks if I'm ready to go home. He's grinning. I glare at him. "No..." he grins at me... "why not?" I didn't want to say anything, I wanted to have the nice romantic engagement and he was playing with me on purpose. After him grinning ear to ear and asking 10 times why I didn't want to leave... I finally blurted out something along the lines of "I know you are going to propose to me! Jerk!" and he's all smiley and so he starts to get down on his knee and I yell at him! "NOT NOW! - that isn't romantic, jerk!" I was so pissed! But you know... that is SO Ryan, he loves to poke at people, drive them to the brink of screaming at him... he loves it! He is sort of a punk ass... but he's a very charming punk ass! :D We walked around the beach, letting our feet graze the waves and just enjoyed the moment, trying to forget about his little stunt.
Eventually he slowly turned to me, got down on this knee and opened the box - upside down, the ring fell into the sand. He quickly picked it up and placed it back in its spot, and he looked up at me nervously and asked "Kela will you marry me?" I pushed him down in the sand and said no repeatedly - mostly because he was a punk ass... but I meant yes. I eventually said yes and we kissed an he placed the ring on my finger. Not the most ideal way for an engagement, but so very much Ryan and I. :D
Wedding is so soon! September 23, 2007, almost exactly 1 year from when we went to Pt. Reyes! After the wedding we are off to Hawaii - neither of us have ever gone there before... and have never gone on a vacation that far away or for that long - 5 nights 6 days! Then when we return we will try and get into a real house and then soon after that, we'll start the family! :)
YAY TO LOVE!
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed our roller coaster story!
Kela
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Zombie Kela
Hey There,
It seems like I've gone up and over a hazy mountain today. Woke up super groggy and off... so I slept in a bit and then got up - took a shower, made coffee and bagel (my morning tradition) and tried to wake up. Then I got a migraine - so I guess I wasn't just tired - it was a migraine in waiting! Got that to go away about 11-11:30am.... and have just been fuzzy since. It's girl time, so I'm icky feeling in general!
Last night I made Ryan a special meal - cause he worked a lot of OT the last two days and I wanted to give him a special night just for him. Made Pork Chops... something not only have I never made - but something niether of us had had in a long time! Nasty canned green beans (fav of ryans), and Long Grain Wild Rice. All things Ryan has been talking about missing lately. Ryan and I both ended up happy! :D
The wedding is lingering... getting crazy. Today marks 46 days til the wedding! AHH! It's super exciting and everything, but there is still so much to do, and pay for and put together... it's getting nuts! I hope to sit down with Ryan in the next few days to actually make a list of things that still need to be done, paid for, timeline... ect so we are on top of everything... then I'll bore the rest of you with the horrifying details. ;)
I was also seriously concidering posting the story of Ry and I's engagement - as Laura did, because it was so much fun to read hers! My story is a different kind of proposal - but it's SO Ryan! HA HA HA!
Leaving for Seattle on Thursday - the last of my business trips for a while (hopefully!) - its just too much stress with the costs and time away - especially with the wedding so close! I'm out a lot of money until the 25th (business expenses are paid once a month and my last trip happend a few days after the last pay period on that... so I'm a little screwed right this second... but soon it will be over and I'll get my reimbursement and all will be right again).
Went and did my first dress fitting on August 1st! I love love LOVE my dress, it makes me feel like a million dollars! I'm still too short - even though we had it hemmed 3" originally, and I got 3" heels... It's still 3-4 inches too long!!! Ahh... so hopefully we can get it all hemmed up to a good length for little ol' me! :D It was sweet and a little stressful having My mom, Ry's Mom and my best friend Melissa all there with me. Everyone wants to be helpful and part of things... but I feel like I'm leaving everyone out... or not making everyone happy.
A LOT of people seem to be talking to me like they are just waiting for me to freak out on them... so my new goal is just to try and be as mellow and calm and chill with everything I can. I don't want people to remember Ry and I'd wedding as a stressful, bitchy time... I want to be remembered as a calm, sweet bride. :) I feel like I've been fairly mellow the whole time... but obviously that isn't what is coming through in the end, so I'm going to try and take it back a notch more. :)
WISH ME LUCK!
Thanks for reading,
Kela
It seems like I've gone up and over a hazy mountain today. Woke up super groggy and off... so I slept in a bit and then got up - took a shower, made coffee and bagel (my morning tradition) and tried to wake up. Then I got a migraine - so I guess I wasn't just tired - it was a migraine in waiting! Got that to go away about 11-11:30am.... and have just been fuzzy since. It's girl time, so I'm icky feeling in general!
Last night I made Ryan a special meal - cause he worked a lot of OT the last two days and I wanted to give him a special night just for him. Made Pork Chops... something not only have I never made - but something niether of us had had in a long time! Nasty canned green beans (fav of ryans), and Long Grain Wild Rice. All things Ryan has been talking about missing lately. Ryan and I both ended up happy! :D
The wedding is lingering... getting crazy. Today marks 46 days til the wedding! AHH! It's super exciting and everything, but there is still so much to do, and pay for and put together... it's getting nuts! I hope to sit down with Ryan in the next few days to actually make a list of things that still need to be done, paid for, timeline... ect so we are on top of everything... then I'll bore the rest of you with the horrifying details. ;)
I was also seriously concidering posting the story of Ry and I's engagement - as Laura did, because it was so much fun to read hers! My story is a different kind of proposal - but it's SO Ryan! HA HA HA!
Leaving for Seattle on Thursday - the last of my business trips for a while (hopefully!) - its just too much stress with the costs and time away - especially with the wedding so close! I'm out a lot of money until the 25th (business expenses are paid once a month and my last trip happend a few days after the last pay period on that... so I'm a little screwed right this second... but soon it will be over and I'll get my reimbursement and all will be right again).
Went and did my first dress fitting on August 1st! I love love LOVE my dress, it makes me feel like a million dollars! I'm still too short - even though we had it hemmed 3" originally, and I got 3" heels... It's still 3-4 inches too long!!! Ahh... so hopefully we can get it all hemmed up to a good length for little ol' me! :D It was sweet and a little stressful having My mom, Ry's Mom and my best friend Melissa all there with me. Everyone wants to be helpful and part of things... but I feel like I'm leaving everyone out... or not making everyone happy.
A LOT of people seem to be talking to me like they are just waiting for me to freak out on them... so my new goal is just to try and be as mellow and calm and chill with everything I can. I don't want people to remember Ry and I'd wedding as a stressful, bitchy time... I want to be remembered as a calm, sweet bride. :) I feel like I've been fairly mellow the whole time... but obviously that isn't what is coming through in the end, so I'm going to try and take it back a notch more. :)
WISH ME LUCK!
Thanks for reading,
Kela
Friday, August 3, 2007
Shimmery
Hey - Vegas went really well... not nearly as scary as I was expecting. Not to say the trip didn't have its moments (ha ha). I took lots of pictures so bare with me as I share the story! :)
Here I am driving to the airport. I was a bit nervous!
Here I am driving to the airport. I was a bit nervous!The whole airport adventure was ok... I was a bit late so as I finally get through security I went up to the display screen to see if my gate had changed, nope still on the complete end of the gates. Of 32 gates I needed to get to gate 32! . Suddenly next to my flight "BOARDING" began to flash! Of course the gate I needed was on the other end of the airport at that moment. I just began to speed walk! I made it just in time, and as it was an open seating flight I had to find a seat quickly. The first seat that catches my eye had a super grumpy looking lady next to it so I kept looking. Suddenly I see a nice looking black guy and his 4-5 year old daughter. I think, "Yeah that is a nice place to sit". I ask if I can an he is very polite and inviting. Turns out his wife and his two sons were on my other side across the isle. It was like being with my family. It was a really sweet place to be. :)
I arrive to the airport and take a taxi to the hotel. Turns out I'm on the 29th of 30 floors!
This is my view of Sirens Cove, the pirate boat show! (I am zoomed in a little)
Once I'm all settled in at Treasure Island I've pack up what I need to get by (no use in carting all sorts of things around unnecessarily in that heat!) I head out to tour The Venetian for our meeting area for the seminar. I go to the front and check in with them, explaining my situation, asking if I can tour the meeting room, or speak with banquets to make sure everything is ready for the following morning. The woman was less then helpful. She didn't know anything, but soon reluctantly got on the phone to find out. All I was able to get from her was that I was in room number ### (you don't need the real number) in the lower level. So I start walking, and what a distance it was! From the lobby, you walk through the casino (its a distance) past the blue man group theater, down a long hall way with lots of other hallways, down another long hallway, down an escalator, down another long hallway and down yet another long hallway... a good 7-10 minute walk! For the past 5 minutes there has been no people around, just big empty space. Once I am finally on the last hallway a huge siren begins to ring! A voice came on the loud speaker saying something like "This is the first alert system, to keep us on alert at the first moments of a possible problem, stay alert." or something equally frightening, repeating over and over, with a loud siren between them. I find the room and quickly begin making my way towards people to find out what is going on. Suddenly across one of the great hallways I see a security guard just standing there. I approach her and she doesn't even seem to notice the alarm, saying that she actually works in another adjoining casino. Ok lady, whatever! So I continue back to where I came from. As I reached the casino, the siren stopped, nothing ever really came from it.
Here is the sunset heading back towards Treasure Island.
My camera phone doesn't do it justice. I head back to the hotel for a good night sleep, knowing I'd have to be up and awake and functional - quite early! I needed to be showered, dressed (nicely) and fed and caffeinated and down to the meeting room by 7:15am. That night I learned I wasn't high enough to miss the show downstairs! At around 10pm the Sirens Cove show started below me. At first it was a low rumble of small explosions and sort of a jungle-y type music. Then a big explosion and a bright flash of light outside my window. I jump up to see what it was and realize it was fire works. Luckily (ha) for me the show came every 20 minutes at least til midnight - perhaps later. Here are some sort of lame photos of the show from my room.
This the the trail of smoke left after the big fireworks that went up past my window!
It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great either! I did fall asleep somewhere around midnight. Got up at 6am and made the "lovely" trek. After getting in black slacks and high heels, and lugging a heavy HEAVY laptop case I walked down my hall way, down an elevator, through the casino, to the lobby, out the door, around the building, across the street, up an escalator, across an over pass, down another escalator, through the casino, to the Grand Lux Cafe to get a coffee and bagel, back across the casino, then through the whole ordeal I mentioned before (from the day before - empty halls forever!) At the second to last hallway I have to go the opposite direction to the package center and pick up a 16lbs box and try and balance that with the laptop case and a hot (burning me) cup of coffee down the last two halls. Keep in mind that even at 6:45am it was still already 86 degrees outside. I survived! :)
Here is a view of the last hallway from where I set up registration for the seminar.
Trust me! It's a distance! Registration went pretty good, very mellow, handled all the small problems that raised.
Here I am inside the Seminar.
And here is my view of the Seminar. (This is only a portion of the attendees)
When I got back to the hotel I decided to take some photos of my hotel room.
Seriously the most comphy hotel bed I've ever been in!
Cute little desk area.
Cute sitting area near the floor to ceiling window.
This the the view from window from a distance back.
I thought this was Too Cool! The tray came out almost good foot! Then it can go right back into the cabinet and be hidden! I was impressed! :)
At this point I just started to relax and watch TV. Suddenly all these weather warnings that a severe thunder/lightening storm was approaching, flash flood warnings were being issued, and I was laughing. I mean look outside, does it looks stormy out there? It was at least 99 degrees outside! Suddenly as I was talking on the phone with my friend Lily and I am watching a construction crew across the street, using a giant crane to place a large piece of a building and suddenly a wind picks up and it starts spinning the piece around in the air only feet away from the building - well then it happened the piece hit the building repeatedly. Oops! After a few more minutes I get off the phone with Lily and continue peering outside. After a few more minutes I notice a big dust storm picking up down at the base of the building across the street. The dust just got bigger and darker and eventually the entire city was under a dusty hue. The storm was moving in.
Just a few minutes later!
Yet again only minutes later!
It was pretty crazy! I worried a little about the possibility of my flight being delayed the next day, but it all cleared up and there was no problems! :)
Over all I really do think it was a fun trip, I learned a lot about my job, and gained a bit more confidence! :) I really do appreciate that I get to have this sort of opportunity with my job! Not many people get to travel to fun cities and have it all paid for!
Hope you enjoyed my little scrapbook story!
Thanks for Reading,
Kela
I arrive to the airport and take a taxi to the hotel. Turns out I'm on the 29th of 30 floors!
This is my view of Sirens Cove, the pirate boat show! (I am zoomed in a little)Once I'm all settled in at Treasure Island I've pack up what I need to get by (no use in carting all sorts of things around unnecessarily in that heat!) I head out to tour The Venetian for our meeting area for the seminar. I go to the front and check in with them, explaining my situation, asking if I can tour the meeting room, or speak with banquets to make sure everything is ready for the following morning. The woman was less then helpful. She didn't know anything, but soon reluctantly got on the phone to find out. All I was able to get from her was that I was in room number ### (you don't need the real number) in the lower level. So I start walking, and what a distance it was! From the lobby, you walk through the casino (its a distance) past the blue man group theater, down a long hall way with lots of other hallways, down another long hallway, down an escalator, down another long hallway and down yet another long hallway... a good 7-10 minute walk! For the past 5 minutes there has been no people around, just big empty space. Once I am finally on the last hallway a huge siren begins to ring! A voice came on the loud speaker saying something like "This is the first alert system, to keep us on alert at the first moments of a possible problem, stay alert." or something equally frightening, repeating over and over, with a loud siren between them. I find the room and quickly begin making my way towards people to find out what is going on. Suddenly across one of the great hallways I see a security guard just standing there. I approach her and she doesn't even seem to notice the alarm, saying that she actually works in another adjoining casino. Ok lady, whatever! So I continue back to where I came from. As I reached the casino, the siren stopped, nothing ever really came from it.
Here is the sunset heading back towards Treasure Island. My camera phone doesn't do it justice. I head back to the hotel for a good night sleep, knowing I'd have to be up and awake and functional - quite early! I needed to be showered, dressed (nicely) and fed and caffeinated and down to the meeting room by 7:15am. That night I learned I wasn't high enough to miss the show downstairs! At around 10pm the Sirens Cove show started below me. At first it was a low rumble of small explosions and sort of a jungle-y type music. Then a big explosion and a bright flash of light outside my window. I jump up to see what it was and realize it was fire works. Luckily (ha) for me the show came every 20 minutes at least til midnight - perhaps later. Here are some sort of lame photos of the show from my room.
This the the trail of smoke left after the big fireworks that went up past my window!It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great either! I did fall asleep somewhere around midnight. Got up at 6am and made the "lovely" trek. After getting in black slacks and high heels, and lugging a heavy HEAVY laptop case I walked down my hall way, down an elevator, through the casino, to the lobby, out the door, around the building, across the street, up an escalator, across an over pass, down another escalator, through the casino, to the Grand Lux Cafe to get a coffee and bagel, back across the casino, then through the whole ordeal I mentioned before (from the day before - empty halls forever!) At the second to last hallway I have to go the opposite direction to the package center and pick up a 16lbs box and try and balance that with the laptop case and a hot (burning me) cup of coffee down the last two halls. Keep in mind that even at 6:45am it was still already 86 degrees outside. I survived! :)
Here is a view of the last hallway from where I set up registration for the seminar.Trust me! It's a distance! Registration went pretty good, very mellow, handled all the small problems that raised.
Here I am inside the Seminar. 
And here is my view of the Seminar. (This is only a portion of the attendees)When I got back to the hotel I decided to take some photos of my hotel room.
Seriously the most comphy hotel bed I've ever been in!
Cute little desk area.
Cute sitting area near the floor to ceiling window.
This the the view from window from a distance back.
I thought this was Too Cool! The tray came out almost good foot! Then it can go right back into the cabinet and be hidden! I was impressed! :)
At this point I just started to relax and watch TV. Suddenly all these weather warnings that a severe thunder/lightening storm was approaching, flash flood warnings were being issued, and I was laughing. I mean look outside, does it looks stormy out there? It was at least 99 degrees outside! Suddenly as I was talking on the phone with my friend Lily and I am watching a construction crew across the street, using a giant crane to place a large piece of a building and suddenly a wind picks up and it starts spinning the piece around in the air only feet away from the building - well then it happened the piece hit the building repeatedly. Oops! After a few more minutes I get off the phone with Lily and continue peering outside. After a few more minutes I notice a big dust storm picking up down at the base of the building across the street. The dust just got bigger and darker and eventually the entire city was under a dusty hue. The storm was moving in.
Just a few minutes later!
Yet again only minutes later!It was pretty crazy! I worried a little about the possibility of my flight being delayed the next day, but it all cleared up and there was no problems! :)
Over all I really do think it was a fun trip, I learned a lot about my job, and gained a bit more confidence! :) I really do appreciate that I get to have this sort of opportunity with my job! Not many people get to travel to fun cities and have it all paid for!
Hope you enjoyed my little scrapbook story!
Thanks for Reading,
Kela
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