tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4458912701753439092024-02-07T20:48:29.165-06:00blog like you mean itA place for me to share the things that make me... me.Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.comBlogger440125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-89293405862044020632017-04-16T17:30:00.001-05:002017-04-16T17:30:43.180-05:00Happy Housewarming!I really enjoy my gal pals. I don't have many, but the ones I have are very precious to me. <br />
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Today I got to celebrate with a close friend a milestone that she and her hubs have been working toward since I met her four years ago.<br />
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They bought a home. It is not their first, but I do believe this one will be their forever.<br />
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And being the great friend I am, I get to help her get the painting done. That might not sound like a a huge deal to anyone else, but I love when my friends trust my judgement enough to ask me for advice on what they should do with their rooms. <br />
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It can be a slippery slope to maneuver because I know what I like and am very vocal about it. One of the hardest things is when you don't have the same taste, which Vicky and I don't. It's okay, that's what makes our friendship great. We are different and choose to celebrate that instead of letting it hinder our friendship.<br />
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We also made sure to get them a kick-ass housewarming gift. I had posted yesterday about our new pool umbrella's and she happened to comment on how they were going to pick one up for their back yard too. Yes, she got a house with a pool. So the hubs and I decided we would surprise them this morning with that very thing. <br />
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So now I know that on those long days after we have gotten some work done on her new abode, I will have some lovely shade to enjoy as I float in her pool.<br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-42427432934442834712017-04-15T17:14:00.000-05:002017-04-16T17:15:02.787-05:00A little yard work never hurt anyone...This weekend the hubs and I did some work on the backyard and when I say the hubs and I, I actually mean the hubs. He is so much handier than I am with outdoor activities. Mainly because I am too much of a girl and really, really hate being dirty. <br />
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I was actually tasked with helping him for about 30 minutes, but then I got sand in my hair and I was done. Don't ask. <br />
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This weekend's task was to get our two outdoor umbrella's changed out. <br />
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We live in Florida. It is hot in Florida. Even if you are lucky enough to have a pool, which we are, the sun can be brutal. Umbrella's are a must. We have a lanai that goes across the back of the house and we love that, but you still need some sort of cover for the pool.<br />
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Yeah, we're not those type of people to have a fully enclosed pool with a shade all around it. I don't understand the purpose of those. I want to be outside. Feel the sun on my face, until I need shade and then float myself under one of my beautiful umbrellas. <br />
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So that was the accomplishment for the weekend. And don't they look stunning? Trust me. They do.<br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-44058753778415072072017-04-14T20:09:00.000-05:002017-04-14T20:09:16.541-05:00My Pre-Bucket List Today is Friday and as the week waned for me I found my foolish heart desperately awaiting Friday. Not because I hate the rest of the days of the week. Not by a long shot. I am one of those deliciously lucky people who really love what I do. <br />
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But I have recently come to the realization that I do not have enough hours in the day to pursue all of the things I have a passion for. As the days fly by and time continues to pass, I don't regret the path I have followed, I just wish I had more time. </div>
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I guess that is something that we all start to yearn for, but only as youth fades. I don't ever remember thinking in my twenties or thirties that I didn't have enough time. In fact, time was something that never popped up on my radar. It is only now, as I look to the late fall of my time here, that I wish I had done so much more with my summer.</div>
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To that end I have decided to not wait until the dawning of the new year to make change, I am going to do it now. </div>
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Here are the top ten things I want to get complete in the next five years. This is by no means my bucket list, lets call it my pre-bucket list or better yet, my fuck it list.</div>
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<li>Travel to one city in the U.S. my husband and I have never been</li>
<li>I want to get certified in something for my work, I don't have a preference at this time, just something that supports my career goals</li>
<li>Go back to Costa Rica</li>
<li>Spend more time with the people I love</li>
<li>Make more time for girl's nights with my gal pals</li>
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I don't know why I felt the need to share this today, but I did. So this is my vow to self. Let's see how I do.</div>
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How easy this looked. How much fun I was gonna have.<br />
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Fast forward three weeks.<br />
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Make the muscles stop screaming.<br />
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They said you would have fun.<br />
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They said I would love it.<br />
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I don't know who "they" are, but if I ever meet these "they" I'm gonna make them get on this torture device and keep going until they crack. And believe me, they will crack. <br />
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This has got to rank right up there with being waterboarded by the CIA.<br />
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But seriously...<br />
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I love this thing. And it's already working. <br />
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Now, if I can just get the gym finished.<br />
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Stay tuned...pictures coming soon.<br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-9787580470806186532015-07-01T05:00:00.000-05:002015-07-02T21:19:45.636-05:00Livin Large in ParadiseTwo weeks ago we took The Breaktime out for the first time this season.<br />
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What a gorgeous day.<br />
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Because I'm a giver, I'm gonna share.<br />
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I know what your thinking. How lucky you are that I just shared this. Right?<br />
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Your day can only get better going forward.<br />
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You're welcome.Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-5738651332926391652014-01-31T06:00:00.000-06:002014-01-31T06:00:08.202-06:00Do you want to party?Are you getting ready for the Superbowl?<br />
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Me too!<br />
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I am pretty excited this year. Why? Because I am not really invested in either of the teams playing this year. Last year, well last year, that wasn't the case. I sat on the edge of my seat praying that that Ravens would bring it home. <br />
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You know what? They did. But it was a close call.<br />
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Too close if you ask me.<br />
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This year, not so much. <br />
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I get to enjoy the food and spending some time with my main squeeze. <br />
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So I have a favorite team. No. But I think the Seahawks may go all the way this year. Honestly, they have earned it.<br />
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So I'm cooking Eric's Taco Soup along with Jim's favorite Buffalo Chicken dip. I will post pictures next week along with the recipe's so stay tuned.<br />
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In the mean time, I'm sharing this Mom Superbowl video because it made me smile. <br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/sO0fnKdPgxc" width="560"></iframe>Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-766673762118847782014-01-30T06:00:00.000-06:002014-01-30T06:00:03.135-06:00Cold day in FloridaYesterday I got a free day.<br />
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Because we had an ice storm in Florida. <br />
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You know how ridiculous that statement sounds. We had an ice storm in Florida. FLORIDA!<br />
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Okay, so they had reduced operations where I work and it was kind of nice having an unexplained day off. But I was bored. <br />
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What did I do? I'm so glad you asked. I worked on catching up my GoodReads list. That was good because I have been taking some time to read since the new year rolled around. Although, now I am rethinking the whole 200 books in one year. I only got through ten this month. Maybe 200 is a little ambitious. <br />
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I also updated my Facebook status. Quite a few times. Seriously bored. <br />
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Checked my work email way too many times. <br />
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I was not sucked into another young adult drama marathon. But it was close.<br />
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Here's what I learned from yesterday. I am not an idle girl. Don't get me wrong, I love my weekends. I look forward to my weekends. I LIVE for my weekends. But when I get a day off, unexpectedly, in the middle of the week I need to have a plan. Without a plan I end up losing a whole day. There are things I could have been doing. Unfortunately, they didn't come to me until dinner time.<br />
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BORED!<br />
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I can't exist without my schedules. This is what I learned from my cold day in Florida.<br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-63807046182743268832014-01-29T16:12:00.000-06:002014-01-29T16:12:55.297-06:00What I got out of January January is almost over. Wow!<br />
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I have no idea. <br />
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In other news, you know I am part of a totally kick ass book club that meets once a month. We met through Twitter and we have been going strong for over three years now. Wow. Three years. <br />
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And thanks to this wonderful gaggle of gals, it's official. I am hooked on sappy YA romance novels. <br />
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Don't judge me.<br />
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It actually makes a weird kind of sense. I didn't have the whole love-at-a-young-age kind of thing. Yes there was a boy I was hung up on, a boy who didn't even know I existed.<br />
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Then there was the guy I...You know. <br />
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But that wasn't a long drawn out love story. More like a down and dirty 3 Stoogies movie you can only watch one. Thank God for that.<br />
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So my experience with young love was non-existent until I started reading about it. And can I just say this? I love it. All of it. The drama. Lordy, I remember the drama from those days all too well. Okay, not as much drama as you may find in between the pages of say, an Abbi Glines book, but you get the drift.<br />
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So I just finished a new one. Maybe its not newly published. I don't know. But it was new to me, and I loved it. <br />
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That's it. All I got. I was just in the mood to share. The picture. That's the one I just finished. If you are a fan of the YA romance genre and you like them sappy like me, than give this one a go and let me know what you think.<br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-28715982836906436052014-01-01T18:49:00.000-06:002014-01-01T18:49:24.951-06:00Cheers!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd5zEy4X5heTiMK0LxGPRvtJj7SKUH3y-Jq5rV5vT-iZwE-xV5EVA0jGQXD-o4ZI4qfp0KoOP4YtGqDSyRneo0Hkutoz25-DjEczjLdzqJBr2L7tqK2HTRdrJ0FRvJtKPhbH339qTsRWo/s1600/new-year-wish-for-2013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd5zEy4X5heTiMK0LxGPRvtJj7SKUH3y-Jq5rV5vT-iZwE-xV5EVA0jGQXD-o4ZI4qfp0KoOP4YtGqDSyRneo0Hkutoz25-DjEczjLdzqJBr2L7tqK2HTRdrJ0FRvJtKPhbH339qTsRWo/s1600/new-year-wish-for-2013.jpg" height="285" width="400" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This year I am challenging myself to a 200 book year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have others. Those new years resolutions, pesky things. Of course I've made more, but this year I've decided not to focus on the same old ones I normally do. Dieting, weight, blah, blah, blah. Nope, not this girl. This year, it's all about making me a better me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Also, we are working to get debt free. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And finally, we are cleaning out the house. We are going to go room by room and get rid of all of the stuff we don't need. Stuff-we have a lot of it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So today, I'm resting, relaxing, reading and getting ready to head back to work tomorrow. I'm going to start tomorrow and every day forward like it was on purpose. </span><br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-10138372336222034212013-10-08T06:00:00.000-05:002013-10-08T06:00:11.891-05:00The ties that bind...<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Cooking is a passion for me. That along with boating, reading and playing with different types of software. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This past weekend I spent all day Sunday reading. Laying in bed, my laptop, kindle, iPad, tablet and cell phone all within in easy reach. (Yes I have a little thing for technology.) The day flew by for me. But overall, it was a productive day. I completed four books. Those were full length books, but I also read three novellas. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I haven't had time to read during the week. With work, working out and rushing around trying to get everything done before the end of the evening, reading just seems to be a by product of everything else. But it is my one vice that I am not willing to give away.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">During the summer I lose the inclination to heat up the kitchen. I find sitting behind my computer a drag and boating is something that can only be done on the weekend. Reading. Well reading is something I can do any time of the day. I can carry my devices with me and anytime I have a spare moment I can enjoy some leisurely down time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have had Sheldon since July. This years birthday present. You're right, I am a special girl.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Anyway, what I have learned since I started driving a convertible is that I had no idea what I really wanted to begin with. And by that I mean... a convertible. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have already logged over sixty hours with the top down. Any chance I get, that top goes down. I have never enjoyed driving to and from work as much as I do now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">For example last week we had a girls night. Yes, that was lovely. But even more so, the drive home was AMAZING. I had the setting sun to my back as I traveled west from Spanish Fort. The rainbow of pinks, purples and blues had me catching my breath and looking back quite often. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There is something poetic if you will, traveling in the dark with nothing over your head but night sky. Night sky and a sparkling new moon. It was literally the easiest hour I spent the entire week. It's also amazing to me how the sky looks different each and every day. No two days have been alike since I started driving a convertible. How is it I never noticed it before? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Yeah, I don't know either, but one thing I am sure of. I will always drive a convertible. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Just when I think I have a handle on this blogging thing, it becomes apparent quite quickly that I don't. If for some reason I don't get all of my posts for the week written on the weekend I can just forget about it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Add to the fact that I am doing school and still trying to squeeze some writing time in. Well, you get the picture.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So here I am sitting on the couch. It's Friday. Not whatever day I selected to post this and I am contemplating what to do with my weekend.</span><br />
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When she was still a girl she made the decision to leave her home and her family for a better life.<br />
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She was my hero and I miss her everyday.<br />
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I so wish I could say that there isn't a day that goes by where I don't think of her. Plenty of them whistle right along. But then, one will happen and the loss will sucker punch me so hard I can't breathe.<br />
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Her time here on this earth was put to good use. She raised a family. She stepped in and raised a grandchild when it was called for. Yep, that would be me.<br />
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She didn't complain about her lot in life. She just lived it. She laughed. She loved. She was loved.<br />
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She instilled in me a desire to see the world and be the best women I could be. <br />
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I don't always live up to the standard she set, but I do try.<br />
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Girl we were hot...<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Recently I completed a collaboration with a friend on a book celebrating his late wife's life. It's a lovely tribute and completely heartfelt. When we started this project I thought I would breeze through this. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">While she was still alive I saw their life together through the lens of friendship. But after, diving in and taking the reins on this project, I saw my friend in a new light. Their marriage was built on a solid foundation of love, friendship and mutual respect. And in the years that would follow, their fairy tale would be the stuff that inspires the next generation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The undertaking of this work was such an emotional roller coaster ride. I was reintroduced to my friend's wife and had a front row seat to how their happily ever after played out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In the end; her life was cut short way too early. But I have comfort in the knowledge that she got to spend the rest of her days with the man of her dreams. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We ordered the first book to see how it turned out and I am on pins and needles with the hope that he is completely happy with what we did. While the words were all his, the design and detail were mine and I desperately want this to be right.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It was such a pleasure, even as it wrung me dry, to participate in this love letter he put together to leave for his children and grandchildren. A legacy that will be passed on from one generation to the next.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You can't get here soon enough.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Because that is when Sheldon and the gang will be back for the new season.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">At least I have something to look forward to as we say Goodbye to Summer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But don't worry, I haven't been without. I have spent the summer watching re-runs. I know that those of you who know me are not surprised. Or maybe you are. Maybe you weren't aware that I was a BBT junkie. How you wouldn't know is beyond me. I have a Soft Kitty mouse pad on my desk at work. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The lanyard I wear around my neck to hold my badge has Bazinga stamped all over it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Plus I named my new Mini Cooper Sheldon too. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Now I am just waiting for summer to wind down so Sheldon and I can pick up where we left off last May. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It's not really cheating, the Captain is aware.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Besides I have questions that can't be answered until the show is back on the air. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm wondering if Raj will still be speaking to girls and if Leonard had a great summer working for Hawking. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We pitched in with his folks to get him this sweet ride.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But what I really love is how video on the go and social media allow us to share these moments with him. Of course at the same time I am so grateful that I didn't grow up in a world where all of my childhood indiscretions were posted for the entire world to see.</span><br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-17100517737790179052013-08-20T05:00:00.000-05:002013-08-20T05:00:06.977-05:00May the force be with you...<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Recently, I got a convertible.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I never wanted a convertible, or at least I never thought I wanted a convertible.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Back in the day, when I was much younger I had a Suzuki Samurai and I loved that little Jeep. I took it with me to Alaska where we spent many a cold days driving the snow covered roads and hot dogging on top of large snow drifts.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Unfortunately it was so cold in Alaska I only ever had one day where the sun was shining (petering sadly through clouds) and the temperature reached a balmy 42 degrees. Trust me, in Alaska that was balmy. I felt it was worth it to take that rag top off, bundle myself up into three layers of clothes and take a drive. Of course there was wind in my hair, the wind drifts off the water were enough to freeze my eyes to the open position. The sun was in my face, or a blindingly bright facsimile. During the day the glare off the snow was enough to convince you the sun was shining. Sadly if the sun had come it would have burned us all like vampires since we hadn't seen it in so long. True Story.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Even if I did lose feeling in all my extremities, I was grateful for that drive. It was glorious.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Yeah, not so much. After that I pretty much realized that driving a convertible wasn't really worth it. Too hard to take the top off. Could have had something to do with the three pairs of gloves I was wearing and this was 1992. I don't think they had electric rag tops back then. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It was like nothing I have ever slid into before. If I were a guy I would compare this to apple pie. (Please tell me you get the reference?) But the part that took my breath away was the 12.2 second release I have on Sheldon to lower the top. (I bet the boys can relate with the 12.2 second release as well.) I can even do it while the car is in motion. But that's a story for another day.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Here's the thing. So many changes recently for me that I've barely had the time to catch my breath, let alone keep up with my blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Truth? Absolutely.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I started a new job in June. And I adore it. Why, because I have been blessed with a boss that encourages me to bring my very best everyday. I get to work with a team of folks who are fun and they challenge me every day to out-do myself. I've not gotten this from a job since I was in the Navy. (Full disclosure, my last position was with a much smaller company.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But life here in the Breakey household continues to be one long "I love Lucy" episode. Thankfully, the role of Lucy is currently being played by the Captain. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I swear it's true. Coffee is a passion for the hubs. Especially in the mornings before work. He has at least two cups at home and then another two that he takes with him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">For Christmas last year I got him a new Keurig coffee maker. He really wanted it and I really wanted to get it for him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So on Friday, he made his coffee like normal and had his breakfast. Once he was ready to get in the shower he set the coffee maker up to make the first of his two fisted travel mugs. He got everything ready. Put the coffee in the little cup. Put the little cup in the coffee maker. Checked to make sure the water resevoir was filled and then he hit the start button. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Of course he forgot to put his mug under the stream so the little over flow tray caught the entire cup. But the best part had to be his confusion when he went back to get the cup and couldn't figure out where it went, especially since it was sitting next to the coffee maker. Empty.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It's these little things that crack me up and make me grateful that sometimes I'm the Lucy and other times I get to be the Ricky. But not a boy, cause ew!</span><br />
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<br />Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-28391659068142256792013-07-10T06:00:00.000-05:002013-07-10T06:00:01.800-05:00Sweet New Ride...<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Recently, I have started a new career. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Can I just share with you guys how happy I am that sometimes prayers do go unanswered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Anyway, since starting this new position I have been crazy busy. So busy I can hardly keep my eyes open after eight o'clock each night. (Why I have been neglecting this lovely blog.) I don't remember a time when I have been so challenged with something, but challenged in a good way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">One of the greatest things to come from this new endeavor is my sweet new ride.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have wanted a Mini for about three years. While working from home I just couldn't justify the cost of an extra vehicle when we really didn't have a need.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Now I can justify it. The Captain was okay with me driving his truck when I was only going a few miles a day. But suddenly, I was commuting again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Off we went car shopping. In all fairness I test drove a ton of stuff. It was only logical. Even though at the end of the day I was hooked on the idea of a cooper. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Saving my favorite for last, I had no intention of getting anything on this day. But alas, the cooper was too hypnotizing. Sort of like when I bought my first iPad. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Isn't he a beaut? Plus it's a convertible, which I thought I would never want. One drive and I was hooked. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Of course I named him Sheldon. He is a Cooper after all. It was only logical. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I took possession July 5. The weather didn't cooperate, so I have been unable to partake of the joy of driving with the top down. Today I might have had the opportunity, but in a moment of weakness I offered to let the hubs have him for the next two days. He has driven to a resort town close by to hang out with some friends. Yes, he is on vacation. </span></div>
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Kelly Breakeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07170230808730463954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-445891270175343909.post-54056624819309619912013-07-09T06:00:00.000-05:002013-07-09T06:00:01.738-05:00Men...they say the funniest things<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It's been a while since I posted. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I know. I am ashamed. (Not really, but for the five of you that visit my blog daily I apologize.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But yesterday at dinner the hubs said something so funny to me I knew I needed to sit down and tell you all about it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Recently a co-worker of his just returned from vacation. Yesterday. He returned yesterday. He and his wife took a whirlwind tour of Ireland via their multiple bread and breakfasts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When the Captain mentioned that his friend had returned I asked quite excitedly how they enjoyed their trip. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So just stop and ask yourself this. If you had just returned from a trip to Ireland what would you be talking about? Me, I would probably talk about how green it is. How beautiful. How unspoiled. Stonehenge. The pubs. The craggy cliffs. The leprechauns. The fairies. The hot guys with those delicious accents. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So imagine my surprise when our conversation when something like this."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hubs: "Co-worker's just returned from vacation today."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hubs: "Yeah, but there was one thing that was kind of a downer."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hubs: "They had to pay to watch TV!" He was indignant.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I sat there totally thrown for a loop. TV? Really? That was the bummer? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me: "Who goes to Ireland to watch TV?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Me: "Seriously, he was in Ireland. IRELAND!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This past weekend I decided that I wanted Mexican. (To clarify, the type of food and not a type of guy.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I didn't have any salsa. I had everything I needed to make one, but decided since I had some fresh pineapple to make a sweet pineapple salsa instead. Yes, you guessed it, I am a chance taker. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Okay, I am willing to take chances when it comes to ingredients. In fact I will try anything once. But I am not crazy about hot stuff. I want to be able to taste my food and when there is a lot of heat in something I find that it stops my taste buds from working correctly. So in anticipation of that I only added 1/2 of 1 jalapeño to the salsa. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It looked beautiful. It smelled beautiful. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hmmm, how can I describe this in a way that makes complete sense and paints a picture. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There was no taste. None at all. There was just heat. Heat. Hot. Hot. More heat. All I felt was heat. Too much heat. It was so bad that I wanted to cut my own lips off. And to top it off, I had no milk. Luckily I remembered a container of Oikos Greek pineapple yogurt was sitting in the back of my fridge. Thank you John Stamos for being so damn cute I bought your yogurt and had it on hand. I was in pain for almost 30 minutes (which actually felt more like days that passed in a haze of pain and suffering) until I started to get relief from the dairy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But the best part, and I can't even believe I am putting this out there, was when I got into the shower. I thought I had washed all of the heat from the jalapeño off of my hands, turns out, I was wrong. And I don't even want to go into how I know I was wrong or what I touched that I later needed to slather yogurt over to get the burning to stop. Trust me that is one mental picture you really don't need or want. </span><br />
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