Training Table, Anyone?

Didn't feel like cooking a meal last night, so I suggested we hit up an eating establishment.

Kate wanted Chili's.

Luke promoted the deliciousness of DQ

Jack was salivating for Red Robin.

Wil and I contemplated Olive Garden...

We drove past all suggestions and ended up in the parking lot at Training Table.

(Haven't been in over a year.)

Oh yeah, an order of cheese fries and the ULTIMATE dipping sauce.

Played rousing rounds of 20Q.

Had us some Thumb Wars~ Wil reigns supreme.

Realistically, a great nite out with my fam.

When we returned to the Hideout, (aka our home), noticed a message on the machine. An employee for a local news station had left a message for MOI, regarding my entry in a GiVeaWaY they were co-sponsoring with....

dun, dun, dunnnnnnn...

THE TRAINING TABLE.

(Oh yeah. Destiny? Fate?)

Found out this morning, That little ol' me and my Wil, are headed to

New York to see Letterman!!!!

Holy *$%^!!!!

I am reeling!!!

I have the luck of the Irish~ And I am not Irish.

I'll tell Dave, "Hi" for you.

AND... I think I recently heard that

My Ty

(Hello, Ty.)

has an apartment in NYC.

I think I'll go sit on his stoop.

Do you REALLY know him?

DO YOU? Do you REALLY know Ty Pennington?

I need him to come to my home and help me fix, uh,

anything.

The basement is unfinished.

The backyard- a definite work in progress.

The front yard- oh, I am trying.

My bedroom-not an oasis.

My family room-

Not enough ROOM for the family.

So, if you know him, run into him, have his email, please let him know that Kris needs

an extreme home makeover.

Not because anything terribly dramatic has happened. Not due to illness. Not because we've been laid off (again. long story. I just found out I was pregnant w/ Luke and the biz closed their doors.....) Really, there isn't any reason other than I think he is fabulous to look at; I love his energy; I want to chat w/ him (I probably wouldn't be very chatty- I can get shy)

-

ah for the love! I want him to show up at 6am with his mega phone in hand and yell,

"Good Morning, Kristine!"

Yes. Yes it would be.

If it helps, I have many power tools on hand. I own a 12" Laser-guided, Dual Compound Sliding Miter Saw. AND I know what that means.

Breakfast with a Smile

How happy would I be in the morn with picture toast?

"Good Morning, Kristine. Find your voice after savoring some delectable toasted grain."

"Thank you, Ty." (my dream. my dream conversation.)

I need this freakin' toaster.

Oh Martha-help me, guide me

Martha has provided me with a new bible. The HOUSEKEEPING HANDBOOK. It's probably been out for some time, but I found it today and I am on a mission to prepare my home for the day when M.S. comes to the HIDEOUT to do an on-site interview with the Fabulous Saying It Simply sisters. (that's us.) I am ready to be famous and famously clean and organized. I want monogrammed napkins and linens for every occasion. I want my towels to absorb like they were born to. (Martha sent me an email today and explained why my towels aren't soaking up the liquids anymore. Go here to learn for yourself : http://www.marthastewart.com:80/good-things/towel-tune-up?xsc=stf_MSLO-GOODTHINGS) I'll make her proud by exemplifying the image of a Housekeeping Handbook student.





Sidenote to cleaning and organizing...I am currently without children (Thank you Grandma and Grandpa.) and I am finishing up some orders and attempting to make SIS a living space in the dungeon. But I need some serious help. Does anyone personally know my TV boyfriend Ty Pennington? If so, will you please tell him Kristine has a clean pallet on which he can work his magic? Come on baby, show me your power tools! However, the dungeon still needs power run throughout it, so TY, bring along an electrician... I'm tellin' ya, the more the merrier I'll be. Oh yah, Joel had to go into work, so right now is a perfect time to come over...