KristineGalvan's Blog

So our good friends Jason and Andrea are getting married on August 31.  Thats less than two weeks away and as of yesterday, August 17th....

1.)  They havent ordered any flowers (bouquet included)

2.)  Haven't ordered the cake

3.)  Haven't picked their wedding bands

4.)  Haven't  given the DJ a list of songs to play or list of names in the wedding party

Thats just the stuff that made my jaw fall a bit.  The cool thing is Jason and Andrea are so into each other, they don't really care, which I think is completely awesome.  So many of us (myself included) get caught up in every little detail, we forget the true reason we're getting married.

Oh yeah, 5.) Andrea doesnt know who is going to do her hair and makeup or where she is getting dressed...

But I know she'll be a beautiful bride. 

Dont get me wrong... My heart is with little Jazmin and her mom (my bestfriend).  I just wish she was a bit older so she could pick up the phone and make calls for me, hammer in some loose nails at our STILL under construction house, go pick up a new handbag (to replace the stolen one) for me.... you know... all the stuff that keeps me from cradling her in my arms.

I think the child is going to be in preschool before I get to see her again.  BAD, BAD, BAD God Mommy.  Good thing I bought her a rhinestone encrusted onesie... now if I could only SEE her to give it to her....

So my little cousin Eddie (he's 24, not so little, but younger than me) is getting married today in Corpus Christi. 

Problem:  No one remembered to pick up my grandmother who lives in another city.  Poor thing called my dad crying this morning.  Everything is fine.  My parents picked her up and they're at the church right now.

But who forgot to pick up Grandma?

So my last post was about a quote from my mom.  Now, my dad...

As Aaron and I scramble to get our new house ready, I found myself hanging from the truss (es) in our Master Bedroom this weekend, using a sander to get the plaster off so the painters could stain the wood.  The drywall guys really left a mess everywhere.

The ladder worked for a while, but when I realized I was banging my legs against the ladder each time I jumped off to move it a few inches, I decided sitting on the truss and crossing my fingers ( in my mind) so I didnt fall worked better.

Enter my dad... This is the same man that ran me to the ground in high school.  He was a coach.  He used to make me run from 2pm to 8pm in the hot South Texas sun.  Now, he says I'm "not agile" enough to suspend from the truss?

Mind you, I just turned 30, so I'm a bit touchy about comments like this. 

Needless to say, I showed him!  Now I have a sore midsection to deal with for it. 

Did I forget to say he had seconds of Aaron's mom's  homemade chocolate cake (WITH ICECREAM)?????  I'm just saying...................

...But its still your fault.

WOW!  Thats what my mom had to tell tonight.  Mind you this is the first time that my mother has EVER told me anything like that.  She's always looked at me through rose colored glasses.

My better half's in-laws are in town this week as we RUSH to finish this "oh-why-did-we-take-this-on" house. Notice I call them his in-laws, rather than my parents.  I absolutely hate to be stressed out, in a bad mood, and not have my mom telling me how right I am and how wrong everyone else is.  My dad, by the way, is as happy as lark.  Nothing ever bothers him.

I, on the other hand, am ready to lock myself in a closet and scream until my voice goes out. 

But here's something to smile about.... My parents will celebrate their 34th Wedding Anniversary on July 27th!  Here's hoping Aaron and I get there someday....

We always seem to complain when we run into people in the customer service business (waiters, waitresses, cashiers, etc) who do a bad job, but never quite the opposite.

I love shopping at the HEB on 18th Street when Roy is working.  He's awesome- always in a good mood, always happy, and it rubs off on customers.  I'll stand in a longer line just to deal with him. 

This weekend, my bestfriend and I spent hours in Babies R Us,  USA Baby, and Target preparing for the arrival of her little one (and my God Daughter).    Gracie is  just 2 weeks from delivery and she was in a horrible mood.  I had to apologize for her and tell her to settle down several times.  But we ran into a super courteous employee at Westheimer Babies R Us on Sunday.  His name was Tony, and just like Roy...his good mood put us in a good mood- well me, at least.

So since we never really take time to do it...Thank you Roy and Tony.  Your employers are lucky to have you.

I spent the weekend at a girlfriends house.  Reason?  The better half bought a surveillance camera set so he can watch our house while construction wraps up.  But in order to get familiar with it...he had to set it up and test it out.

It was so creepy...knowing something is taping every move you make.  I have no idea how those reality show contestants live like that.  I packed a bag and got out! 

On the plus side...at least we'll know if someone makes themselves a little too confortable in our new home.

That is...if we ever get it done.

Hey Guys!

Lots of you have called and emailed the station wanting to know more about Mikey, the "pudgy" dog who joined us on our morning show. If you watched the morning newscast, you know Mikey is facing the same struggle many of us face- LOSING WEIGHT!

Mikey's owners have agreed to let us follow his quest to trim his waistline. He will be using a new FDA approved diet drug for dogs and his mom and dad will be blogging about his progress here on myfoxhouston.com

Look for them to sign in as "Mikey'sParents" or "Mikey'sMomandDad"

They're looking forward to sharing Mikey's journey with you.

Also mark your calenders for Feb 27. We will revisit Mikey at the end of the month and check in on his progress.

On the DA (who like to refer to as "Rosie")..... What was wrong with Kerry Steven's left ear?  (as in the email, the next time I see you again I want to kiss you behind your RIGHT ear)

On the upcoming Cowboys/Giants game (which I am counting down the minutes to as a diehard Dallas fan)... Jessica Simpson just may be the next... you know, the name of John Lennon's infamous wife... if they lose.

On my soon to be GodMotherhood... I cant wait...already buying baby clothes for my bestfriends little bun in the oven....

Back to the DA scandal...sorta...on Kelly Siegler... As someone who has seen her on the job (david temple case) I honestly think this woman has what it takes to lead the DA's office.

On my little nephew... He got his first gun for Christmas this year.  He turns 6 next month and has been out at the ranch practicing his shot!  How super adorable... wish I was there to watch...

Thats it for now....Happy Ramblings

....taking this time to wish all of you a Merry Christmas, because YES, I celebrate Christmas, complete with a Christmas tree.

However, since I love all my multicultured friends equally and an very open minded... I also wish everyone the Merriest of Holidays....

I am just finished packing my bags (and the Honey Baked Company Hams), getting ready to head up to Dallas for Christmas Eve with my side of the family.

Its Christmas Eve at my little brothers with the Galvan Family, drive back to Houston and do Christmas Day evening with the Scotts...

Do your relatives keep track of who spent what holidays with who, as well?????

THEN...we have a new holiday this year... BOXING DAY!

I think its a British thing...

From a forwarded email....

Once upon a time...

When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not
produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to
feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mum was coming to visit.

This stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were
about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven
knows where.

More stress.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the boards cracked and the
toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys.

So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a
shot of rum.

When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden
the liquor, and there was nothing to drink.

In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke
into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor.

He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of
the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door.
He
opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas
tree.

The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to
stick it?"

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

OUCH!

Its not pink eye, but I think I have a stye.  Oh well, chalk it up to crowded elevators or galleria madness... either way, I've been off and carefree these past couple of days and my left, lower eyelid aches!

STRESS...

The better half turns 30 this month.  It is so hard to plan a party for someone who does not want one.  But you only turn 30 once so....

WHAT????

....So you should have his and her cokes, right? We do... I hate drinking out of cans but I found COKE ZERO makes 12 oz coke bottles, so I started buying those much to the dismay of the soon-to -be 30 better half.  I like the bottles because I never drink that much so I end up throwing away most of the 20oz bottles. but HE doesnt like the smaller bottles.....so we have same-flavor his and her's cokes....

And thats it.... for now...

Thanksgiving isnt even here, but I'm already turning leftovers into "new" dinners.  I cheated this weekend and cooked a turkey just to see if I could.  I could. I did.  We ate. And we're still eating.

So today  I told my pregnant bestfriend I would make King Ranch Turkey (you're suppose to use chicken) to lure her to visit me.  She's been a little bit introverted since she started baking the bun...

It worked!  So the King Ranch is out of the oven and waiting for her.  The best part is I get to visit with the soon-to-be mommy.  The bad part is the better half does NOT like King Ranch ANYTHING!

Oh well....