Complaining

Do you ever feel like all you hear are complaints?!  I do. 

And I'm sure Mr. K feels the same way. 
I'm constantly on him to put his shoes away, hang his keys up, pick up the dog poo (which he did for the 1st time since we've been in our house - I usually do it), etc... I'm working on it...

Recently (Monday) I rearranged our bedroom and I think I love it and Mr. K thinks he hates it!  All I hear about is how he can't sleep when I get up because the lights bother him and he doesn't like things in front of the window and we need more lighting and you name it, he's said it.

All I have to say is I probably agree with him on most of these things...
But I'm pretty sure the lights didn't bother him this morning as he was
SAWING LOGS and SNORING like I've never heard before! 

I'm guessing it was fine last night, but I guess I have to wait until I get home tonight to see if he has complaints again tonight.  :)

Lets Make a Deal

Most of you know that I'm a bit younger than Mike.  Like 7 years. 
Yes, he robbed the cradle. 

So when it comes to kids, we are a few pages apart from each other.  He's actually reading faster than me... I'm not quite on board yet. 

So I made a deal with him.  Here are the things that must be in place for the Baby Bulletin to begin.

$7500 in the bank (savings)

Pottery Barn Glider purchased and in room
***Our office is already painted an elephant gray and we have the curtains to use in the nursery as well. I just didn't want to repaint or be wasteful so I did this room with it's later usage in mind.
**This will just be one piece of furniture off our list.

All bills up to date (which they are)

At least July (1 yr anniversary)

Fair?  I think so. 

Out With a Bang

I know, I know... it's been a while.

I've come to the conclusion that until we have children (or lives) then posts will be few and far between.  I'll take our super boring non-dramatic life though...vs others that I hear about.  Boring and nothingness = OK.

So I haven't told you about a few things. 

We'll start with the day after Christmas crisis. 

I thought we'd make going ice skating the day after Christmas a tradition.  You know something fun to do since Mike and I are both professionals and we both teach it part-time and we are on the ice 7 days a week combined.  I thought it would be a good idea. 

Well, maybe not so much.  We went with my family - brother, sister, mother, Mike's family - mom, dad, and my mom's friend Anne.  We were all having a good ol' time until my mother (who I am going to enter into Adult competitions - she's pretty good) wanted to learn how to do back crossovers.  So... Mike was teaching her.  He showed her how to do it and then skated off backwards... Just about the time that my brother had fallen almost directly behind him. 

I was off the ice tying my sister's skates and we saw it all.  Ugh...

Michael had fallen just as Mike had skated back and it happened so quickly that there was no time to react on any part - me, Mike or Michael.  Mike was down.  And out.  And not moving. 

I didn't go out immediately because I thought he was joking at first. 
Nope.

I skated out there and he couldn't talk or move.  I've never been that scared in my life.  I thought oh my gosh, he's paralyzed.  What will we do?  But none of this showed on my face.  I just talked him through it.  I had him grab my hand and squeeze and then he finally after a couple of attempts told me he couldn't move so we had him move his legs and he did (THANK GOD).  I had him lay there for a few minutes until we were sure he was semi-OK to get up.  I skated him off the ice after he thought he could do it himself and couldn't keep his balance. 

He had the largest nugget on the back of his head I've ever felt.  I mean this was the hardest I've ever seen anyone fall.  I think there were 2 items in play that helped his noggin immensely.  1- his hat.  While it wasnt' very cushion-y when I came to check on him it was neatly folded in half directly under his head.  I think this was a blessing in disguise.  I believe it prevented him from getting an actual cut and needing stitches and instead just allowed a few scrapes on his head.  2- His North Face Jacket.  I know this is going to sound dumb but it's one with the hood folded into the collar and I think it acted as a sort of brace.  I knew I loved The North Face, but now I know why! 

He couldn't remember some things at first, but they slowly came back to him. 

Now, I know you are probably thinking....why didn't they go to the hospital?  That was my thought too.  We should go to the hospital.  Well, Mike didn't have insurance coverage until Jan 2nd due to a few mishaps at my workplace.  His paperwork was not properly processed initially and so we had to wait and have him fall into my coverage during open enrollment and his coverage had not yet started.  I know, right?!  What bad luck.  But when Mike and I go ice skating (which is rare), it doesn't even cross our minds that we'll be the ones to get hurt. 

So needless to say, 2010 went out with a bang.  A really big bang on the hard cold ice.  A really really big bang to The Kellermeyers. 

Thank god though, he is OK and well now. 

-- Good Mooning --

We got a major snowstorm (major exaggeration) this past weekend and it actually was still snowing Monday morning when I left for San Diego.

Mike cleared off my car and even warmed it up for me as it had been sitting all weekend.  He loaded all my luggage and gave me a kiss goodbye.  Muah!

I called him as soon as I had left and driven down the alley because I forgot my wedding ring.  When I do the dishes I put it in a dish to the side of the sink so that it doesn't slip off my finger.  So I drove around front and then back down the alley so that he could bring it to me. 

Oh... he brought it to me. 
It was -4 degrees windchill, probably 12 degrees and snowing and here he comes...
Running out in a t-shirt and his underwear and his duck shoes... OMG!!!
I was laughing so hard!!! 
Then on the way back into the garage he mooned me. 

Anyone else have a husband that is this immature? 

Tape It

Yesterday Mike and I went out shopping. 

We had a game plan. 

Sam's Club - no particular reason.  Mike wanted lunch.  Lunch = samples during lunch hours. 
Menard's - look at Christmas lights and get air filters. 
Stop by Grandparents - just to say hi.
The North Face - to look at gloves.
Dicks - to look at gloves.
Target - Grocery Shop and look at Christmas lights.

We left at 12 noon.  We had just gotten in from taking the dogs out in the snow - because they love it - and I'd defrosted Louie who had ice balls hanging from all over him. 

Mike usually takes his shoes downstairs with him to put them on.  Well today was no exception... but he had his MASSIVE boots.  He said they were necessary.  I though whatever.  But then he asked me... should I tuck my jeans into my boots or leave them out?  I thought this was an odd question...how often do you see MEN tuck their pants into their boots?  I said I don't care.  So then...he says well, my socks usually fall down so if I don't tuck my pants in, the boots will rub on my legs and that hurts.  I again said, I don't care and walked up the stairs. 

When I came down again, he had his hockey tape out and I was a bit confused. 
What are you doing? 
Taping my socks up.
Why?  Wait, what? 
Taping my socks up...
I thought the only place people taped their socks up was in hockey and soccer?
No...
Do you know anyone else who does this? 
No...

And here is what I'm talking about...

Yes, really. My husband taped his white socks up to prevent chaffing around the legs...  Wow.  I guess it works and is a creative way of using what you've got, but I mean seriously?

We returned at 5pm.  Ugh.  Long Day but no chaffing!

-- Thanksgiving --

Do you ever feel like going home takes everything out of you?  Well, I spent my weekend at home with my family, but with Mike and he spent it without me and the dogs. 

Bummer. 

I think that is a first... for that arrangement.  Usually it's me gone with him home with the dogs or him gone with me home with the dogs, but never has it been me away with the dogs and him at home...

Yes, it was weird. 

AND to top it all off, I forgot my wedding ring when we left so I went all weekend NAKED without it.  Oh well.  You win some, You lose some, right?! 

I hope it was a Happy Thanksgiving for all! 

Be sure to check out the latest giveaway over at Little Miss Martha today... :)  Here it is. 

Picture Time

While grabbing the camera for another reason this happened! 

Not sure why I'm suprised...

 Just Kidding Around!  Although, Mr. Hockey does look a little scary there! 

Well, I thought I'd save the best for last....even though it's not really great at all! 

Did you think I meant professional pictures... no no no. 

No More Craigslist

Last Thursday I found some bookshelves on Craigslist.  I didn't know how tall they were, but they were tall.  And to date, we've always been able to fit everything I've found/bought/wanted/needed into our little Ford Escape. 

Well, on Saturday morning, I asked Mike to go with me to pick up these bookshelves I found on Craigslist.  We went and he complained the whole time and then at the beginning of the drive over, he asked how big they were.  I said, I don't know about 6ft maybe?!  They are the big ones. 

Mike - They won't fit. 
Abby - Well then lets call her and tell her we don't want them and we'll turn around and go home.
Mike - No.  We'll get them. 

So we did.  They didn't fit. 

Mike shoved them into the back seat along with me and we drove all the way home with the trunk/hatch wide open - ALL THE WAY UP - me on my knees in the back holding onto these bookcases for dear life and also so I wouldn't fly out either. 

Mike was waving and honking at everyone that drove by.  He loves to embarrass me.  I didn't look out the back when someone was behind us.  I was mortified and here he is waving and honking.  He may as well have put up a sign in the window that said I totally just won an argument with my wife and I'm trying to humiliate her so she won't ever make me do this again. 

Yep...so that's why there's no more Craigslist.  Mikes e-freaking-lated.  Me, not so much.

Unless of course I rent a truck or we get a bigger car.  This is a total bummer too b/c they were a great deal.  $100 bookcases for $15 each.  I love deals.

Wake Up

Is this a sign of what's to come? 

The other night I was awoken by my baby boys...that is to say my dogs, Lex and Louie. 
I'd like to put a little bit of emphasis on the "I" in that sentence as I was the only one that woke up. 

Lex comes up to my side of the bed and starts barking.  It's 3am.  Lex will also start licking you as well, to get you to wake up.  I get up at 4:45 Lex, just let me sleep.  Don't you think their bladders could wait an hour?!?  No...apparently they needed to go out RIGHT THEN.  Or, they'd been barking for a while and finally got me to wake up.   

Mike didn't even budge.  Or if he did, he plays a good sleeper. 

Does this mean that when we start a family that he won't budge for the babies?  Or is there something different about an annoying dog bark than a baby cry?  Any tips for how to get him to get up in the middle of the night instead of me?!?  I see this not going well...

New Month, New Job

Well, Mike started his new job on Monday.  I think he loves it.  He goes into work around 10.  That's the perfect job for him. 

I'm hoping he starts to go in earlier, but we will see.  Sleeping in is something he's good at.  ;) 

I wish I could sleep in.  I get up at the butt crack of dawn to go to work.  But I get Fridays off. 

I'm very proud of Mike though.  He was at his last job for almost 6 years.  He worked really hard for that company.  I know he'll work really hard at his new job too.  He's just a hard worker. 

Now, if we could both just work really hard at the gym, we'd be set!  ;)

Donuts

I leave for work around 5:30am. 
Mike is always still sleeping when I go. 
I try to give him a kiss when I leave and tell him I love him.
Some days I forget.
However, yesterday when I remembered, Mike said to me:

I love you too.  And you can have the rest of the donuts.

I want to let you know, we had no donuts in the house...have not had donuts in FOREVER...were not talking about donuts the night before or anything!  Not sure where this came from.

He was completely asleep.

Then as I'm walking out the door, he says to me:
What did I just say?

I responded:
And I can have the rest of the donuts. 

Mike:
WHAT?!?  I must have been asleep.

It was random to say the least. 

Sunday Nights

Well all I have to say is that there is toooooooo much good TV on Sunday nights. 

I think Mike and I were playing DVR wars all night long.  This is a sure sign we watch way too much TV. 

So I'll share with you the rundown of our Sunday night DVR list:
(in no particular order)

Keeping Up with the Kardasians
Boardwalk Empire
Desperate Housewives
Brothers and Sisters
The Amazing Race
Eastbound and Down
Undercover Boss

These are all I can think of right now... I think there are a couple more. 

Due to the DVR being at MAXIMUM Capacity, our Sunday night line-up usually becomes a Monday Afternoon/Evening line up... 

Oh...the woes of the Kellermeyer House.

Blizzard

Did I ever tell you about the Battle of the Blizzard?

Our treat to ourselves sometimes is DQ Blizzards.  This has become a more frequent stop since they put the Peanut Buster Parfait Blizzard on the menu.  I don't even know the right name, but if you say that, they know. 

Anyways, I wanted to go get Blizzards a couple of weeks ago and Mike would not go with me.  I don't remember why...maybe he was studying, I don't know.  But he was clearly already eating ice cream...  So since he wouldn't go, I went myself. 

I drove to DQ, ordered my Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard (YUMM), and drove home... the whole time I was talking on the phone and never at any point, did it cross my mind to get him one... for 2 reasons.  1. He woudln't go.
2. He was already eating ice cream at home. 
What would you have done?

So I got home, walked in, and sat down with my blizzard. 

Mike: "Where's mine?" 
Me: "I didn't get you one."
Mike: "No really, where is it?" 
Me: "No really, I didn't get you one"
Mike: "What?!  Where are you hiding it? C'mon, it's not funny."
Me:  "Mike, you didn't want to go with me to get one and you were eating ice cream when I left... I just thought you didn't want one with those 2 things in combination."
Mike:  "That's really mean." 

So I was a meanie for a while because of that...

Trash

I got a call from Mike yesterday morning.  He was out of breath.  I wasn't quite sure why as it was like 8 in the morning. 

So... I asked him "Why are you out of breath?  Are you OK?"

He said, "Yes, I just chased the trash man." 

I just started laughing. 

"I had just gotten out of the shower and I heard the truck coming down the street so I threw on some clothes really quickly and ran to the back of the house, grabbed the trash can, and barely made it.  Guess I got my workout in for the day."


Mike's View


This probably happens 2x a month... 
But never has he called me immediately after it happened so I knew the story right then and there. 

And when I came home yesterday there were 2 garbage bags in the garage that he'd forgotten. 

Ooops.

Testing

So Mike has been taking this test.  It's like a practice test.  I may have told you about it before. 

Well, his computer has some issues.  It overheats.  We need to get this taken care of, but we don't.  The test is all online.  It's a practice for the big test.  I don't know where he'll do that.  Anyways, it's like almost 3 hours long. 

A few times, he's been taking it and he'll be halfway through and the computer will either turn off or the Internet will disconnect leaving him hanging and having to start the test over again.  That sucks. 

So he asked if he could use my computer.  Of course since I'm a loving and helpful little wifey, I said yes.  I mean, I could have been using it, but my stuff isn't as important.  So he has to take the practice test online, get a passing score, and print it out so that he can take it to the real test. 

Last night, he took the test on my computer, finished, passed, and then closed it out. 

Yep, he forgot to print out the test so he'd have a certificate for the big test.  Oops.   

Don't forget to press print tonight hunny!  ;)  You'll do even better this time!

-- Pillows --

The last few weeks I keep waking up with a stiff neck.  I'm not sure why...

Oh wait, that's right!  Mike keeps stealing my pillow in the middle of the night.  I'm not sure why, but he does.  I wake up and he's holding it like a baby.  Very strange. 

Too much for me.  I guess I'll have to get a back-up pillow, but he might steal that one too. 

Rinks

Would you believe that between Mike and I, we are at the rink everyday of the week? 

Monday - Mike coaches Cathedral Chatard Hockey Club at the Forum at Fishers.



He loves his mini dry erase board!

 Tuesday - I coach at the Arctic Zone.

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Wednesday - Mike hockey practice at the Forum at Fishers.

Thursday - Mike hockey practice at The Forum at Fishers.


This is Mike when he was playing at Toledo...had to sneak it in! 

Friday - I coach at Carmel Ice Skadium.

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Saturday - I coach at the Arctic Zone, Forum at Fishers, and Carmel Ice Skadium. Mostly with Elite Skating. 

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Sunday - I coach at the Forum at Fishers with the Junior Blades Program. 

Not sure how I feel about this... 
The rinks are getting old and cold. 
Might be too much skating. 

Since I put one of Mike on here, I thought I'd put one of me in my day... 



This is me in one of my shows.  I'm in the dark coat front left. 

TMNT

Anyone who is a true fan will know what TMNT stands for.... 

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!

This morning when we woke up, we had the news on.  I then turned on Project Runway so that I could watch it from last night.  Mike did not like this...so while I was finishing putting the dishes in the dishwasher and I couldn't see the TV, but Mike had changed it. 

I said, "Are you watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"  And he said, "How did you know that?!"

I knew by the voices of the turtles!  I started laughing.  My brother and I used to watch this movie ALL THE TIME!!! 

We then watched it through the end.  Ninja, Ninja Rap....Go Ninja Go Ninja Go!  Love it. 

Happy Friday! 

Beautiful Day

Sunday was a beautiful day.  I love when you can finally feel Fall is on it's way. 

A little breezy, still warm, but not too hot, and SUNNY!!! 

So, we took our boys for a long walk.  We went through Forrest Park here in Noblesville.  Started on the Square, crossed the white river, and then walked along the railroad tracks a bit.  All in all, it was great!

Eggs

Almost every Sunday we have eggs.  Not just any eggs, but Mike's cheesy salsa eggs.  They are the best. 

Mike is somewhat particular about what he cooks the eggs in.  He prefers small skillets to the larger ones.  I'm not sure why, because you'd think the bigger the better, right?! 

Well, last Friday we were cleaning and waiting for our friends to stop by.  During that time we were doing the dishes and this happened...

I hope you can notice that there are still eggs stuck to the broken skillet.  Mike was totally devastated!  Poor guy!  I'll have to try to find him a mini skillet just like this for when he passes his test!!!

Now the cheesy salsa eggs (his specialty) will have to be made in a bigger skillet...hope it doesn't effect his work.