Let the creativity flow...

...at least that's what I told Erika tonight after I gave her a glimpse into my future.  We got started on how I want to change the way I'm going to be proposed to.  I was talking to Adam tonight as he was getting ready to hit the bowling alley with friends to karaoke.  I told him he had to get up and sing, and then call me the minute he got on stage to sing...seeing as how I'm a few thousand miles from him to go and witness this.  He laughed and told me he wasn't going to sing, but he'd try to get away and call me from the men's restroom to serenade me.  I'm a little upset that it didn't happen.  I was all excited about the possibility of being serenaded to in a men's restroom at a bowling alley (and he knew it too!).  I was telling Erika this tonight, and here's where my new proposal went:

Kristy: i really wanted to be able to tell people i was serenaded in a men's room at a bowling alley
Erika: lol
Kristy: i think that's where i want to get proposed to now
Erika: class-assy
Kristy: i know...much class-assy-er than the monona terrace
Erika: of course
Kristy: you know...at least it's not in front of a government building
Erika: lol, thats what i was gonna say
Kristy: lol
Kristy: it's a privately owned building...and it's more private...not as many people in there as to how many could be on the terrace at any given time in the summer
Erika: indeed
Kristy: :)
Kristy: that would be a fun story to tell the grandkids
Erika: yeah it would lol
Kristy: "how did you and grampa meet?"  as they're doing something for their history class
Erika: lol
Kristy: "well suzy, it was a very romantic evening...your grampa and i were just hanging out, decided to go to the bowling alley..."
Erika: haha
Kristy: "grampa got that look in his eye, and told me he needed to show me something."  "he led me to the men's restroom, and pulled something from his pocket..."
Erika: lmao
Kristy: "no, it wasn't his 'monster' (that happens after this story), it was a ring"
Erika: lol
Kristy: "the bowling alley dimmed the lights for us, and the planets aligned, and everyone got strikes the minute we walked out of that restroom"
Kristy: "and now onto how your mother was conceived..."
Erika: oh lord
Erika: lol

Good times had by all...

Anyhoo...back to me talking to Adam, I guess we're going to go see a show when he comes out this summer.  He wants to see some Cirque du Soleil show "Zumanity" (which I like to call "soft core porn on stage"), while I want to go see "Avenue Q" (which I've wanted to see since summer of '04).  I think I'm going to win with this one.  In fact, I KNOW I'm going to win.  That's the name of the game, "I Win".  That, and I'm a local...I get to decide.  Sorry...power trippin'.  He also got his birthday stuff I sent him.  Some CDs that I got that I thought he would enjoy (acoustic stuff and Michael Buble), a Las Vegas Sheriff badge with his name on it (gotta love the mass amounts of souvenir shops in town), a pamphlet about when gambling gets to be too much, a flier about Zumanity, and a nicely colored picture of Zoe from Sesame Street making a snowman.  I guess the pic is on the family's fridge at home, and he's started listening to the acoustic CD.  He told me that that CD is definitely "my type of music", which I'm going to take as, "pretty damn awesome".  At least his mom said that it was good...

My kids are getting better, I know I used to talk about them on here a lot, but they've got me stressing and everything...I just don't like thinking about school after 10pm.  I've come to the realization that the 10pm rule is now back in effect.  Back in school I used to have the 10pm rule:  no work after 10, unless you're in the library or working with friends.  If I was in the library, chances were that I was getting work done, but having fun as well, and if I was in someones room working, we were talking most of the time.  Hell, I think that rule started in high school.  I was never allowed to stay up past 10 in high school, so I never did anything after 10 (unless it was a Regina essay...those I stayed up until midnight for, and then did a victory dane to Love Shack by the B-52's...ALWAYS).  Even if I was supposed to be cleaning my room or doing something productive on breaks or weekends...quitting time was always 10.  I never even thought of that before tonight...I can't believe the 10pm rule is back...I always tell my sister that she needs to start it up...but alas...she hasn't, it's earlier for her.  :)

Dan almost lost "talking to Kristy all weekend" rights tonight.  We were talking for a bit when I got done with school, and we were trying to figure out what was going on with Will and Grace tonight.  Dan looked at his clock, and it was almost time for it to start there.  He asked me how pissed I would get if he called to tell me what happened while he was watching.  I told him I'd get pissed, and hate him more than I already do.  He called me 5 minutes in to tell me what had happened.  Not cool.  I was pissed, and ready to ignore any type of communication with him for the rest of the weekend.  Alas, as I was watching it 3 hours later, he just called to make me spaz.  Congrats Dan, it worked. 

Alright, I think I may head to bed.  Let's see if I can make it there, and fall asleep before midnight.  It will be a miracle if that happens.