Some Thesis Colored Eggs.

So, I could not wait, and here are just some snap-shots of the thesis that is about to hatch. It really is so pretty. :-)

I swear I'm not counting them... But some chicks are about to hatch!

Quick post since I have to get back to a thesis paper but... we are almost done. ALMOST!!!!

We all knew this would come down to the wire even though I'm in a group of 100% full force drivers with nary a procrastinator in sight. We all just happen to be overachievers. Anyway, I haven't written much about my thesis since well I've been busy writing IT duh, but soon there will be a grandiose thesis post. And soon after will be a graduation extravaganza!!!!

I'm not counting any chickens... just some eggs. Some really huge, extremely intelligent, ready to burst eggs that have little beaks pecking at them ready to pop out!

(that's Jeewon, she was "Thesis Master" this evening, I was just the sidekick. And yes, there will be cape action.)

p.s. I don't know where I'm going with the whole egg theme maybe it's my excitement about an Easter egg dying party combining with the excitement for a thesis completion.. but that's all I got.

Um Rapunzel, What color is your hair?

Long blog short, I was Skyping with Eric yesterday and he mentioned that my hair looked "dark." The back-story is I was born blond, I am blond, but it's more of a darky brown-blond. I'm not really obsessed about my hair, I just kinda let it go but I've been a very light haired person for as long as I can remember (well sophomore year of undergrad).

"Baby-Kate"

I think I've been every shade of blond in fact. From platinum to what I just did tonight.

And what did I do tonight? Well, I thought it was time to fix the hair since people (i.e. Eric) were noticing. Also, it's almost time for our final presentations/graduation and probably time to fixer' up. I was on the phone when I picked up the "blond in a box" and it said "golden blond" and might have been distracted but it looked kosher. However, it was not my usual brand but I'm not picky and I gave it a shot.

Well... I actually thought I was going a little lighter for Spring/Summer... and that is NOT what happened. I went almost back to my natural color. I did want to go back here soon, but I was not expecting it tonight. It will be interesting to see what happens in a few washes. I really do want to get back to my natural color, so maybe I hit the spot this time but totally by accident.

LEARNING CHINESE

I like this equation stuff so I'm going to do it again. Add a Grad Student to No Time and multiply it by Several Late Nights then divide that by TONS of Homework and add an empty fridge. What do you get?

Correct, Chinese take out.

So, it's late, I have a ton of homework and I'm hungry and have nothing in the fridge so I ordered dinner. I really like this one place Fatima's (which I'm not so sure is a very chinesey name) they have healthier choices like brown rice, and steamed veggies verses the usual grease laden MSG stuff you get elsewhere.

Anyway, I got my order and they included two fortune cookies. I guess I ordered enough food for two people? I mean no I didn't order much food, I'm a girl and girls don't eat enough for two people. duh.

Regardless, I got two cookies and Fatima's never includes fortune cookies. I thought it was a brand thing that went with their name (the name is not really chinesey so they've got no fortune cookies). But tonight was different and I was stoked when I got two fortune cookies!

I picked one to crack open after lightly scarfing down some steamed shrimp and veggies and this is what it said:

"It is a silly fish that is caught
twice with the same bait."

I know these things are designed to speak to anyone and everyone, but it had good timing for me and Fatima's doesn't do fortune cookies normally. Hmmm, now I kinda want to know what the other one says but I'm too full.

So anyway, It's a good reminder and I'm now determined more than ever to never get caught with the same bait twice. I think this is a good one to go into my wallet for the time being. I will keep the little reminder to stay a smart fishy fishy.

Lucky Numbers: 28, 5, 20, 44, 6, 54

To grow a beautiful garden, you gotta have the best poo.

So yeah, now that I've got my robot tooth--or half of it--it's time to look at the bright side of life (and begin my plot to take over the world). Because well, I'm a total optimist and looking at the pluses is much more fun than dwelling in the poo that someone left on your doorstep.

I was a bit miffed by that last post on here, but I'm thinking about it and I'd like to think that crap this deep should at least sprout a few beautiful sunny flowers. I've come up with a few realizations that came from a bad situation that make me very happy.

In no particular order (so they're all really important and make me equally happy).

• Life is important and can escape us at any moment.
• I will never fight over petty insignificant things because it's not worth my time or energy.
  
• I have the best, most wonderful friends ever! They have always been there for me even when I didn't listen to them. They stood by me and I know how powerful and wonderful true friendship is. I cherish that.
  
• I established a strong new relationship with my Daddy. :-)
  
• Mom always knows! She just does.
  
• Mom has become a confidant and one of my best friends.
  
• The sun WILL come out tomorrow, and it will be beautiful.
  
• Only good can come from good. So I do my best to be good.
• I have this smart Kate inside me that I've been ignoring, I will listen to that smart Kate a little more closely now.
• I gained the courage to run a marathon... and I love it! (anyone can do it, just try)
  
• I tried on stuffy clothes ... and they're still stuffy. Ew!
  
• I CAN travel anywhere, DO anything, and BE whomever I want to be.
  
• I've tried really really really expensive wine ($$$$$) and I still don't see the difference.
• My strength is pretty up there. Not necessarily my "flexed arm hang" strength, but my strength to deal with the hard stuff in life.
  
• I'll be prepared, one day, when a loved one really does have cancer.
• I've learned how to hail a cab and get them to take me to Queens even if they complain.
• My values stand true and no amount of money can buy my heart. Love has nothing to do with money.
  
• Little things make all the difference.
• My cat is a great judge of character. Obey the cat.
  
• My creativity is valuable and I just need to learn to funnel that value to my bank account. ;-)
• I'm a creative and different but I'm just made this way. I call it unique and I was never intended to be a doctor, lawyer or accountant. I was meant to be 100% Kate following her imagination through life (and it's way fun).
  
• I AM special.
  

okay, that' s enough. I'm getting myself teary eyed. Ew! So I guess I did learn a lot and there are a few beautiful flowers in this bunch. Yay! I just proved that even the crap in life is beautiful, it just depends on how you look at it.

I made this.

I thought I'd take some friend's advice (cough*sarahschlow*) and try to make some $$ doing the stuff I love. So in honor of my lovely friend, here's my first tee!!! I really don't make much $$ so don't feel like you should buy it unless you really want it. I just found this site that makes it uber easy to upload my art and I'm not doing anything with it otherwise, so there it is.

a springy muddy wordle

mmmmmmmmmmud!

his & hers

spring mud

Walk This Way

Here are just a few pics from I pulled from other peoples flickr sites on the interweb. They reminded me of the Spring-time Squisy-mud afternoons of my childhood.

I grew up on about 3 acres of land however our house was surrounded by many many more acres of nature, land, trees, and wild things to inspire the growing imagination. Anyway, it's a balmy 65 degrees in NYC today and I just had a flashback of getting off the bus and running up our muddy gravel driveway in the midst of spring and then playing in our green/brown thawing yard.

I should let you know that Spring in Wisconsin is my #1 all-time favorite smell ever!!!! I actually had an ex-boyfriend tell me that the thing he'd miss about me was how much I loved the smell of spring. Unlike NYC's buffet of fragrant, pee, dog poo, and "god knows what" coming from the streets, Wisconsin actually smells like new-birth. It's refreshing... the ground thawing and getting all wet and squishy and the mud moving under your feet.

So, the warm air of "not so sure this is Spring" is giving me flashbacks of those lovely afternoons growing up in Wisconsin. It would be after school around 3:30pm and 45-50 degrees (yeah that is warm in Wisco terms) and I remember the light staying out longer so there was time to play in the squisy back-yard. I never wore the right boots so my tennis shoes would get so gross and muddy and my feet and socks ended up wet and wrinkly. But the smell of Spring was phenomenal!!!! mmmm.

Maybe this means someday I will go back to live in Wisco. SOMEDAY... not tomorrow and not soon and not in the next few years. But someday, I don't think I would hate smelling spring that way again, I would probably "opposite hate" it.

The mud was this deep

a "wordle"? kinda cool.

New York! New York?

The lyrics go... "If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere."

Well, I've melted my little-town blues & made my brand new start. Now where do I go? Do I stay? Or do I move on? And if I move, to where?

I don't really know the answer to these questions yet. I don't really NEED to decide but it's been on my mind lately. A lot actually.

I miss the color green, I miss vegetation, I miss people who don't want to knock down anyone in their way (granted I'm probably one of those people now).

I'm closing another chapter of my life in a few months and I'm the type of person who likes to just get up and do something. I like spontaneity, adventure and excitement. I wouldn't say I'm bored of NYC... that's really not something you can ever say about the "City That Never Sleeps." But I'm wondering if I need to try something different for a while.

Just a few Dusty pics of me in NY for my very first summer at 21-years-old. (really dusty).