The day I have been waiting for is finally here, the 7th and final Harry Potter book is being released today, and according to the tracking on the Barnes and Noble site, the book has been sitting in the UPS station in Mesa since Thursday! And it says right now it is on the truck, set for delivery, so I am going to sit here and wait patiently (sort of) until it arrives, and then I will be tearing into the box and plopping myself down to read for the rest of the weekend until I finish it and find out the fate of Harry.
You might ask why I plan on finishing the book this weekend, when I could take my time. Well, the thing is, Mindy and I sort of have this thing...she ruined the 5th book by telling me who died, and I ruined the 6th book by doing the same thing. So now we're each going to be reading to try and find out the ending before the other person. I know this...I am not answering any calls, or reading any texts from her until I finish the book.....
About Me
- Kimbo Central
- San Tan Valley, AZ, United States
- A wife and mommy to a beautiful three year old son, blogging about being a mommy, and taking care of my family.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Kimbo is the new Rambo
I have to say that we had the most eventful weekend here in the land of Kimbo. Friday night when Phil came home from work he brought me a beautiful rose in a glass swan vase, and took me out to dinner to a Mexican restaurant that I love.
Saturday we decided to head to downtown Phoenix and take in a Diamondbacks game. We got there early and got tickets, then walked around downtown for a bit, stopping by the Arizona Center where they had a beautiful garden we walked through. When we got back to the ballpark, we found we had excellent seats and the game was pretty good, we won 5-4. Afterward they opened up the roof of the ballpark (for those that don't know, the ballpark is air conditioned, being as we live in what could be none as hell during the summer, and there is a retractable roof. The lit the fireworks off from the top of the parking garage, set to music, and it was really beautiful.
Sunday morning we woke up early to head out to Usery Park Shooting Range. Phil has a few guns that he uses for hunting and enjoys going to the range to shoot. Now, those who know me, know that I have always been afraid of guns, and when I say afraid, I mean deathly afraid, to the point where if I went into a room where there was a gun, I had to leave. He has three rifles that are in our closet, and for someone who is afraid of a small handgun, these rifles look very scary and intimidating. He has a .22 rifle that he said didn't have a big kick to it (translation: wouldn't knock me on my ass or break my shoulder), and for a few hours I watched him and the others around us shoot. There was two girls there, who looked about 16, shooting away and having a good time, and I realized I was just being a pussy for not at least trying it. Plus I knew that Phil wouldn't let me do anything stupid, like shoot my foot off. So when he asked me if I wanted to try it, I decided why the hell not. He got me all set up, and I aimed at my target, and fired my first shot. And it was a hell of a lot of fun! And surprisingly, I am kinda good, I was shooting really well he said, and I found the more I did it, the more I wanted to continue doing it. I realized there is nothing to be scared about, as long as you practice proper gun safety. After we left there we headed over to Sportsman's Warehouse and Walmart to look at some .22 rifles that would be a good size for me, so we are thinking about getting me one. Phil even mentioned I could enter into competitions. That might be fun if I practice more and get good. Who knew I would like it!
So there was my weekend...I took a few pics from the game, plus I brought home my target and took a picture of how well I did. Hope you all had as fun a weekend as I did!
Phil at the game
Bullpen
Palm Trees in the garden at the Arizona Center
At the game
My tasty watermelon treat!
Us at the game, again
Scoreboard
Me in the garden
Phil
Yes, our ballpark has a pool
We used to be champions, once upon a time...
Chase Ballpark
Arizona Center
Dugouts
Ballpark
Fountain at the Arizona Center
I look pissed, but I was just sucking on a big gumball
Gardens
Home plate
My first shooting target!
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Memories
This afternoon, while cleaning out a few unruly drawers in my closet, I came across a newsletter I used to put out in high school, called the "Nappy Noodle News". I'm not exactly sure how it all came about, but I would have different sections talking about concerts I had attending, what people were doing, even a silly advice column. It was almost like the early beginnings of my now blogging addiction. My mom helped me put it together and write it, and at the time, it was a hit with my group of friends, leading others to put together the same thing.
Reading through it today, I got a good belly full of laughs as I remembered why I had written some of what I did, and thought back to have fun and carefree life was back then. In October, our class is celebrating our ten year reunion and it amazes me how not only time flies, but life can change in the short amount of time.
Ten years ago, I was such a different person. In a way I wish that Phil could have known me back then. I was so outgoing, so full of life, and fun. I didn't have a care in the world, I would do and say the craziest stuff just for a laugh. I had no responsibilities, life was just a game. My health was a hell of a lot better then it is now. Ten years later, I find I am more of a homebody then the girl who was out every weekend. Responsibility lays heavily on my shoulders, bills and other financial worries are always on my mind, and with my upcoming nuptials, there is going to be a lot more on my plate. Instead of just flying by the seat of my pants, I am the first one to stop and think about how any decision I make is going to affect me or my relationship. I never in a million years thought at 18 that at 28 I was going to be getting married and starting a family of my own.
There are still times when I feel like I am that 18 year old girl, unsure of where she is going in this world and how she is going to get there, full of hopes and dreams. Not a care in the world. Thinking of being a married women can seem sometimes scary for me, as I am not used to running a home of my own, and I feel like I might fail, or not know what to do. But looking at Phil, and the future we have planned, there isn't any amount of money in the world that would make me want to go back to that place in time. As scary as it might be, entering into a marriage and a family, its a venture I am very happy to take.
Reading through it today, I got a good belly full of laughs as I remembered why I had written some of what I did, and thought back to have fun and carefree life was back then. In October, our class is celebrating our ten year reunion and it amazes me how not only time flies, but life can change in the short amount of time.
Ten years ago, I was such a different person. In a way I wish that Phil could have known me back then. I was so outgoing, so full of life, and fun. I didn't have a care in the world, I would do and say the craziest stuff just for a laugh. I had no responsibilities, life was just a game. My health was a hell of a lot better then it is now. Ten years later, I find I am more of a homebody then the girl who was out every weekend. Responsibility lays heavily on my shoulders, bills and other financial worries are always on my mind, and with my upcoming nuptials, there is going to be a lot more on my plate. Instead of just flying by the seat of my pants, I am the first one to stop and think about how any decision I make is going to affect me or my relationship. I never in a million years thought at 18 that at 28 I was going to be getting married and starting a family of my own.
There are still times when I feel like I am that 18 year old girl, unsure of where she is going in this world and how she is going to get there, full of hopes and dreams. Not a care in the world. Thinking of being a married women can seem sometimes scary for me, as I am not used to running a home of my own, and I feel like I might fail, or not know what to do. But looking at Phil, and the future we have planned, there isn't any amount of money in the world that would make me want to go back to that place in time. As scary as it might be, entering into a marriage and a family, its a venture I am very happy to take.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Happy Two Months!
Today is the two-month anniversary of the first day Phil and I met. And oddly, it feels more like two years instead of two months. Maybe its because I feel like I have known him forever. I just feel like its been longer.
I was reflecting today about what a different place I was in two months ago. I was so bitter towards men and relationships after dealing with one jerk after another. I resigned myself to being alone for the rest of my life and was thisclose to giving up on the dating thing altogether. Then I met Phil, and he changed my whole world around. It was like in that instant, I just knew I was meant to spend the rest of my life with him. Its a hard feeling to describe, but I am sure there are some of you out there who know exactly what I am talking about, the undeniable chemistry and connection that hits you as soon as you meet the right one.
In the course of these two months, we've fallen in love, gotten engaged, moved in together, and next month we're getting married. And I fall in love with him more and more as each day passes. When I look at him, I see my future, a partner, a family. I have never felt this way about anyone before, and I feel so lucky to have him in my life. Even though we have moved things fast, when you know, you just know. And so far, things are not only still going good, they are better then I could have ever dreamed of.
I was reflecting today about what a different place I was in two months ago. I was so bitter towards men and relationships after dealing with one jerk after another. I resigned myself to being alone for the rest of my life and was thisclose to giving up on the dating thing altogether. Then I met Phil, and he changed my whole world around. It was like in that instant, I just knew I was meant to spend the rest of my life with him. Its a hard feeling to describe, but I am sure there are some of you out there who know exactly what I am talking about, the undeniable chemistry and connection that hits you as soon as you meet the right one.
In the course of these two months, we've fallen in love, gotten engaged, moved in together, and next month we're getting married. And I fall in love with him more and more as each day passes. When I look at him, I see my future, a partner, a family. I have never felt this way about anyone before, and I feel so lucky to have him in my life. Even though we have moved things fast, when you know, you just know. And so far, things are not only still going good, they are better then I could have ever dreamed of.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Trust the Kimbo Fishermen
I hope you and yours had a happy and safe 4th of July. I don't know about some of you, but here in Arizona, the temps have been outrageous. The high yesterday was 116 degrees, and so far today at 3pm the temp is 113 and climbing, with a high forecasted for 120. This has been the hottest summer we've had in a long time. Luckily the monsoon's are shortly on their way, which will bring some wonderful storms which I love, and some rain which we desperately need.
Even though I knew it was going to be a hot day yesterday, I decided to surprise my fiance and ask if he wanted to go fishing, as he had the day off. Now, as I mentioned in an early blog, Phil has a huge love of fishing, and well, Kimbo isn't really the outdoorsy kind of girl. But I bought myself a fishing pole and all the accessories I need for said pole, and figured since this is one of his favorite hobbies, I would give it a try. After all, I can't expect him to go to a play or the symphony with me, if I won't sit down and try a little fishing.
We headed out first to Walmart to get some drinks and look around, then headed over to Power Ranch, which is a huge master planned community near where we live that has a catch and release lake. There was no one out there by their lake, so we had the place to ourselves except for the people swimming at the pool. We got everything set up and he showed me a few things, and away we fished. He taught me how to cast out my line, which I started getting kinda good at, and at one point I had a tiny fish on my line, but I moved my line in too soon, and he got away. Phil did hook me a fish, and I brought it in, which means I actually caught my first fish! It was a carp, nothing too huge, but it was a fish, and it was actually pretty fun. I have to admit that I thought fishing was going to be boring, but I found it to be fun and actually pretty relaxing. I was glad I was able to do something that he loves to do, and I think he enjoyed being able to teach me and having me genuinely interested in something of his. I would definitely do it again.
Later that night we went out to the clubhouse, as we live on a gold course, and we were able to see the fireworks display that goes off about three miles from us. It was really pretty, and it has been awhile since I have watched a fireworks display in person. Normally I just stay inside and watch it on TV because its always so hot and I have no one to watch them with. Its nice being able to have someone in my life to do things with, who I know, no matter what, is always going to be there through the good times and bad.
Well, I am off to brave the heat and check the mail...so I will leave you with some pics of me fishing...
Monday, July 2, 2007
Haul Ass!!
I've decided that I need a golf cart. On Saturday, Phil decided he wanted to play golf and asked me to come along with him. We live on a golf course, our backyard overlooks the 6th hole. Only problem is that it was afternoon on a hot, Arizona summer Saturday, and Kimbo doesn't like being out in the hot. Phil, of course, doesn't mind the heat at all, more then likely because he works out in it everyday. Now, of course, I can't golf, so I told Phil if I was going to spend a few hours in over 105+ degree weather, I was driving the golf cart. Being in true Kimbo fashion though, I couldn't just drive the cart nicely..no no no. I hauled ass! It was so much fun! There was no one out on the course, so we pretty much had the whole course to ourselves except for a few times when there would be a golfer ahead of us. And Phil had fun playing a round, and it was nice spending time with him.
Sunday was a pretty relaxing day around here. Phil's brother Mike stopped by to see Phil's new Jeep that he got last week, so I met him for the first time. That's the first member of his family I have met so far. I have to admit I was a little nervous to meet his brother, they are very close and I would hate for his brother not to like me. But all I can be is myself, and just hope that his family will like me, at least even a little bit.
Sitting here looking at the calendar, I realize that next month we'll be in Vegas and I will be a married Kimbo. It's a little strange to think of me being married. I suppose its because I pretty much figured I was never going to get married, and resigned myself to being alone for the rest of my days. Funny how life can twist and turn and take you to unexpected places. But I am going to like married life, I think. So far living with Phil has been pretty damn easy, we get along well, we're not stepping on each other's toes, no fighting. He lets me do my own thing, just as I let him do his, I don't feel like I need to be attached to his hip or anything. I know that if I want to go out without him, he'd be fine with it, and vice versa. I think that's important in a relationship, to be able to spend some time away from each other, so that when your together again, you have things to talk about, and you have a chance to miss the other person. I know that when he is at work during the week, I miss him like crazy until he comes home. But my favorite part of the day is after dinner, when the dishes are done and the house is closed up for the night, and he and I just snuggle up in bed, watching TV and talking and laughing until its time to go to bed. That's what I am looking forward to having for the rest of my life.
Sunday was a pretty relaxing day around here. Phil's brother Mike stopped by to see Phil's new Jeep that he got last week, so I met him for the first time. That's the first member of his family I have met so far. I have to admit I was a little nervous to meet his brother, they are very close and I would hate for his brother not to like me. But all I can be is myself, and just hope that his family will like me, at least even a little bit.
Sitting here looking at the calendar, I realize that next month we'll be in Vegas and I will be a married Kimbo. It's a little strange to think of me being married. I suppose its because I pretty much figured I was never going to get married, and resigned myself to being alone for the rest of my days. Funny how life can twist and turn and take you to unexpected places. But I am going to like married life, I think. So far living with Phil has been pretty damn easy, we get along well, we're not stepping on each other's toes, no fighting. He lets me do my own thing, just as I let him do his, I don't feel like I need to be attached to his hip or anything. I know that if I want to go out without him, he'd be fine with it, and vice versa. I think that's important in a relationship, to be able to spend some time away from each other, so that when your together again, you have things to talk about, and you have a chance to miss the other person. I know that when he is at work during the week, I miss him like crazy until he comes home. But my favorite part of the day is after dinner, when the dishes are done and the house is closed up for the night, and he and I just snuggle up in bed, watching TV and talking and laughing until its time to go to bed. That's what I am looking forward to having for the rest of my life.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Happy Birthday Kimbo!
Yesterday was my 28th birthday. I remember when I was a kid, I used to love birthday's. I'd spend all month anxiously awaiting the day, wondering what presents I would, or having my friends over for my mom's infamous birthday parties.
As an adult, birthday's for me just aren't as much fun as they used to be. All it means it that I am another year older. It doesn't get as big a fuss as it used to. But that's OK, because on this birthday I woke up next to the man I dearly love and when I look at him, I see my future. We spent the day together, we saw the movie Ocean's Thirteen (side note: this movie was boring), and we had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. It ended up being a really great day.
So now, the day after my birthday, I sit here and reflect on what the next year holds. In August I am getting married to the most wonderful man, and we're spending a few months in Vegas, we'll be getting a home of our own, and who knows what else! Its a whole new chapter of my life and I can't wait for it to begin. So let's hope being 28 is a hell of a lot better then being 27!
As an adult, birthday's for me just aren't as much fun as they used to be. All it means it that I am another year older. It doesn't get as big a fuss as it used to. But that's OK, because on this birthday I woke up next to the man I dearly love and when I look at him, I see my future. We spent the day together, we saw the movie Ocean's Thirteen (side note: this movie was boring), and we had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. It ended up being a really great day.
So now, the day after my birthday, I sit here and reflect on what the next year holds. In August I am getting married to the most wonderful man, and we're spending a few months in Vegas, we'll be getting a home of our own, and who knows what else! Its a whole new chapter of my life and I can't wait for it to begin. So let's hope being 28 is a hell of a lot better then being 27!
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