Monday, June 14, 2010

Lake Havasu

so the other day we went on an overnight trip to Lake Havasu AZ. this is a dammed part of the Colorado River (the same river that the Grand Canyon is apart of, and that separates AZ from CA). it is absolutely beautiful, in most parts crystal clear waters (awesome for people like me who have a thing about swimming in water they can't see the bottom of)and this time of year the perfect temperature! so thursday morning we all took the 3 1/2 hour drive to the AZ border where the lake is, picked up a second car (it was already down there and needed to come back up to flag with us on the way back). i drove it, it was a huge toyota tundra ute. thankfully it was automatic so i didn't have to worry about gears and all that being on the other side of the car (i've managed to avoid that since i've been here!). and we stopped at a friends place and packed up the ute attached the boat- yes a boat- and went down to the Lake. now an awesome part of Havasu... the original London Bridge (you know the song 'London Bridge is falling down, falling down...') is in Havasu. some really rich people bought it, had it sent brick by brick to Havasu, literally dug a canal in the middle of the Lake and set it over the top of the newly formed canal. and we had to drive over the top of it to get to the boat ramp. it was awesome!


so we went out on the boat, and the best thing about this boat... its fast!!! i loved it!! so much fun! we first stopped of at this little cove which was beautiful, as i said before crystal clear waters, gorgeous views, i could stay there for days. really i could. :)


we swam here for a little while and went on.

the next cove we stopped at was meant for overnight stay, so there was a bbq and tables and bathrooms. we stopped bbq'd up some burgers and hot dogs, so good! we went back out and i went tubing for the first time! tubing as in riding on a tube (or in this case a flotation device) while being pulled behind the boat. we went so fast, and i stayed on longer than what i thought i was gonna. i was so proud!

then we went UNDER the London Bridge, it was even better close up! and i still can't believe that the bridge is in Havasu AZ, of all places in the world for the famous bridge to go, it makes it in Havasu!

we also went fishing, didn't catch anything but boy it felt good to get a line wet! i haven't been fishing since i got here, and my dad used to take me fishing quite a bit back in aus (well not lately but still), i love it. though i was having a battle with the fishing rod, i'm used to using a spin reel, i have used one my whole life and nothing else. but this reel was basically one that meant anyone (except someone who knows how to use a normal reel) could use it. all you had to do was push a button, cast, and let go of the button when you flicked your wrist. now getting the timing right on that sucked big time. there were several times that i was lucky i didn't catch myself because i managed to fling the hook back at me instead of going out into the water.

anyway that was pretty much the end of the trip there, well almost we went out for dinner after that at a really nice Japanese restaurant, we all went to sleep (i almost got kicked out the bed in the middle of the night! i shared with lily and she's used to sleeping in a queen size on her own, in the middle, so she managed to push my to the side before i woke up!) and we drove back 3 1/2 hours to flag. i got home and crashed for another 3 hours cause of the lack of sleep the night before. but it was such a good trip! hope to go again sometime soon!




Till next time
Katie
xo

Sunday, June 6, 2010

My Favourite Things :)

so anyone can tell you that one of my favoutie movies of all time is The Sound of Music. literally that is the movie i've watched the most times in m life (it may be tied with the Wizard of Oz, i'm not sure)... anyway, i'm about to get it through NetFilx (an online movie store- awesome stuff) and one of my faourite songs from it is My Favourite Things. so here are some of my favourite things.

Family (me and my younger sister in the picture, but family is inclusive of all my family related and otherwise!)



Raindrops on Roses (not kidding)


Sunshine and beaches, you can never go wrong!


Dancing


Musicals


and thats just some of them!!

Til Next Time
Katie
xo

Summer Holidays

its only one week into the Summer Holidays and i am so glad i have a long holiday coming up soon. don't get me wrong i like being busy, in fact i love being busy (i have 2 modes super busy -doing 7 things at once- and super relaxed- doing absolutely nothing, if i'm in the middle i feel horrid and figitey and restless) and the weekends thats what it is, in the middle and i don't know what i'm doing. during the week i'm super busy working all day then when i get off, i get off i have other things to do and its all good. but on the weekends, i do my own stuff in the morning, everyone is doing their own stuff, but then once i've done things that have to be done, i'm not actually doing anything. just sort of hanging around... and i hate just hanging around. i do have things i can do such as go for a bike ride, go for a walk, go down to the pool. and i do do these things, but a lot of the time thats what everyone else is doing. so most of the time i feel like i'm imposing, (i know i'm not but thats just what it feels like) also i want some time simply on my own cause i don't usually get it during the week. and most of my friends can tell you, i can deal with lots of people up to a certain point. once that point is reached i go on people overload, and just get grumpy and cranky at everyone (i try to be as nice as possible, but my patience has usually reached its limit, so i use it only when necessary). never unde estimate the power of a quite house- or one where your free to do whatever you please. :)

Till next time
Katie
xo

Thursday, June 3, 2010

I remember too. :)

so my best friends just posted this on her blog. (sorry G i'm stealing it from you but i love it!)

'I remember meeting in preschool, when we were four years old, and even then you were the tallest girl in the class.

I remember always being best friends, even though we were never in the same class, and only went to the same school for three years.

I remember Saturday mornings always being a race to see who could call the other first for a sleepover that night. And the crushing disappointment when we couldn’t do it, and had to wait a whole extra week to see each other.

I remember every birthday card I ever got from you was written in the car on the way to the party. And every birthday card I ever gave you for that matter too.

I remember forgetting to give each other christmas presents, year after year, and the year I found out your birthday was on the 9th, not the 10th like I’d always thought.

I remember getting excited when I realised we were both allowed to pick our own highschool thinking we’d finally be able to go to school together. And then we picked entirely different, almost opposite schools.

I remember the day we met each other at the bus depot after school one day, and realised we would see each other every single day again, even if only for a half hour.

I remember your first boyfriend in highschool, and how it was a huge secret from your mum. And my first boyfriend, who I told absolutely everyone about, including your mum.

I remember my dad getting sick, and going to hospital, and forgetting to tell you about it. But you were still there when I got sick afterwards and needed your help.

I remember telling you that I was going to move away for university, and you told me you were moving to America for a year.

I remember my eighteenth birthday, when you came shopping with me for a dress to wear and you convinced me to buy a bright purple eighties inspired thing. And then got really, really drunk with me.

I remember the last time I saw you, we snuck away from my sister graduation party preparations to go to the markets and eat pancakes and fairyfloss. And take dumb pictures.

I remember that of all my highschool friends, you have stuck by me through everything.

I remember all of the advice you have given me over the years, in person, on the phone and by email, even if I sometimes forget to listen.

I remember that you are my closet friend, despite living the farthest away.

You need to remember that I miss you and love you, and support you no matter what you decide to do.'


i wanna add some things that she missed.

I remember sitting on your couch with popcorn and our famous (well infamous) noodles watching 'The Wizard of Oz'.and being able not not only recite every word, but pick out all the mistakes from beginning to end.

I remember sitting on your couch with popcorn and noodles watching the remastered version of the Wizard of Oz and marveling at how they had actually remastered it and removed a lot of the mistakes (but not all of them!)

I remember swimming in your pool pretending we were mermaids and under the water was our very own hideaway.

I remember roaming around your house/block/street/orchid and always finding something to do, no matter where our heads were at.

I remember putting too much pepper on my spaghetti and you never letting me live it down. :)

I remember the guinea pigs. thats all i have to say.

I remember driving to your house for the first time and your mum being so confused cause she didn't know who's car was out the front (didn't help that i sometimes had mine and sometimes had mums car)

I remember you telling me that for years you thought my eyes were green, me telling you that they were brown and us coming to the conclusion they were hazel.

I remember my 8th birthday, we went and saw George of the Jungle (in the cinema!) and went to Pizza Hut.

I remember you always being a grammar nazi about everything i ever wrote, and me constantly forgetting it.

I remember giving you advice, watching when you didn't take it, and biting my tongue instead of saying 'i told you so'.

I remember just listening.

I remember sharing the same bed for years.

I remember you getting a new bed cause 'we' broke it. (and this one was almost long enough for me)

I remember when you told me you really were moving, that it wasn't gonna be like other times, you were actually gonna go.

I remember getting the email that you had sold our house (you know it was never just your house).

I remember sneaking away to the markets and eating fairy floss, pancakes and taking corny photos.

I remember Gypsy barking and backing away, barking and backing away, then giving up all together.

I remember getting roses from you one valentines day, not only did i love them, but i really liked the look on the mean girls face when i walked right past her with half a dozen roses. btw she only had 3.

I remember making faces at each other through the big window of preschool when we got bored.

I remember that no matter what was going on with you, you always had time for me. even when we didn't go to the same school or when we wouldn't see each other for weeks. no matter what we were still best friends.

and you always remember that no matter how much of a horrid best friends i'm being, not replying or taking forever to do so, i'm thinking about you everyday and our promise all those years ago about how we would be each others maids of honour.

I love you GBrown and miss you so much!

an unintentional post.

so here i am talking about my life and the things that happen. and a friend of mine does exactly the same thing but on facebook. and i can tell you she absolutely makes my day. her view on things is hilarious. for example, i posted one day that i was doing 7 things at once, she then replied that if i was 'octo-katie' i could do all 7 and still have one hand free... the thought of me with another 6 arms still cracks me up now.

anyway, so on facebook she started saying how uninteresting her life would be if she was organised and did things when she was supposed to. and its true, her life would be much less entertaining for people who read her status updates (like me, another example: (...) was half expecting the fish she just dissected to burst into verses of Bob Marely... dissapointingly it was too busy being a dead fish to be a singing fish.) classic! anyway the conversation between me, her and anther girl ended with then being superheros, i'm a famous singer/ their manager, we all get free food to eat and when they are not frighting crime in whichever town i happen to be performing in, they are singing back up for me. and together we are called Keepers of Harmony!

what can i say, its never impossible to have fun (just got reprimanded for saying that- crime fighting is not fun!) with people halfway across the world!

Till next time
Katie
xo

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

that darn cat!!!

so i had the absolute life scared out of me today. i was sitting on our couch and out of the corner of my eye, i notice the cat, lucy, climbing up a tree. as strange as this seems, it is actually fairly normal (don't ask me why but i have seen her do it several times). i didn't think much of it, just went back to watching tv.

next thing i know she is running down the stairs... inside the house...
i jumped about a mile, did about 3 double takes, and totally freaked cause i swore i saw her OUTSIDE climbing a tree, and i had not let her in at any of the doors (in fact i had not even gotten up to do anything, so there was no possible way that i could have let her in, and none of the doors were open). but there she was INSIDE the house, eating food from her feeder... so with my heart pounding (and unfortunately didn't bring anything heavy with me) i went upstairs to see how the hell she managed to get inside from the roof. (that is where she tends to climb onto), i went into all the rooms, no windows were open, no doors were open, nothing that lucy could even climb into/ onto even if she wanted to. finally i found where she got in, the window in the spare room was open and the fly screen was off (i didn't notice it in my first round of checking), she climbed up the tree outside that widow and then climbed through the window, ran down the stairs and scared the life out of me!

now you may be wondering why i had such a strong reaction to lucy's comings and goings, and the mystery of it. well i was watching Criminal Mind's, its a crime show (yes, i've picked back up my obsession with crime shows here too, but no City Homicide- boo!) and this particular episode the bad guy would come into the house, and murder you while you slept. and the bad guy got in via an open window! i was the only one in the house (and now i'm creeping myself out cause again i'm the only one in the house- well only adult, the kids are asleep upstairs- and its just past midnight!), and the house being made of wood and stone creaks and groans every now and then. i have managed to figure out what are footsteps upstairs/ around the house and what are creaks and groans, but sometimes they are a little tricky to figure out.
so needless to say i was freaked out when lucy came running down the stairs.

anyway, now that i have my life back (once i realised it was only lucy, it was all good)

Till next time
Katie
xo