tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36598579859601886352024-02-19T08:38:42.982-08:00Kellee The CaffeinatedKellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.comBlogger169125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-42069893532773603612014-08-27T17:44:00.003-07:002014-08-27T17:44:42.442-07:00Dying<center>
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I'll just be laying in bed, isolated from my family if anyone needs me!!!! </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-54069268348547291972014-07-27T20:00:00.002-07:002014-07-27T20:00:35.482-07:00Catch Up<center>
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So I apparently don't blog anymore!!! I've been so busy with getting all of my pre-requisites done for school which starts in a few weeks, getting all of the kids stuff ready for back to school in two weeks, and then starting a new business, that I've totally been neglecting my little blog here. </center>
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Sooooorry!!!! </center>
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So here is just a quick run down of my days via pics!!!! </center>
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About 3 weeks ago, the rescue that I work for took in a boxer family. Without getting in to the specifics, they had to be taken away from their situation. The babies were only about 12 days old and they all needed basic medical care. </center>
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Now they are 5 weeks old , rowdy babies and learning how to be respectable future furry family members for the right people! Meet the boxer family. </center>
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<i>(FYI Rambo the dad, was adopted and now lives with a great family and even has a boxer sister to play with.)</i> </center>
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Top Row- While the kids spent time with their cousin at their grandparent's house, Tbone and I went to Motley Crue. Don't ask how it was because we drove over and hour to get there, and then stayed for 5 minutes of a song... Long story but Tbone hadn't been feeling good and so we turned around and went home. With all of my school pre-reqs, I've now seen 10 doctors and been poked so many times to get everything I needed.. I'm glad it's all done... for now. <br />
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Top Row- My business license came in the mail (wooohooo I'm official), taking our babies for a evening walk since it's ridiculously hot during the day. </center>
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Bottom Row- Client Torii the gorgeous Greater Swiss Mountain Dog, and Hunter my big headed baby! </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-90271720524415531592014-07-18T21:20:00.002-07:002014-07-18T21:31:57.158-07:00Oh Hey, It's Friday So I'll Do The Blogmopolitan Quiz Part Deuce<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1. I may have re-homed a T-Rex today... I don't just rescue dogs and cats people!!! </div>
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2. I sleep with a blankie named "Wormie". Don't judge me!!!</div>
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3. I have never seen "The Notebook", and I refuse to!!!! </div>
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4. I have Trypohophobia!!! and now goosebumps from just thinking about it. </div>
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5. For my first 34 birthdays, I wished for a pet Falcor. Everyone needs a luck dragon!</div>
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1. Hawk that we spotted at my mom's house. </div>
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2. My dreaded dentist appt after 5 years (i know). </div>
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3. My new hat (I want to be a mermaid).</div>
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Not sure if I've ever shared what I do for a living... besides animal rescue (which only pays me in amazing warm fuzzy feelings), I do contract real estate work for a few agents from home... business has been a little slow... and it's never consistent. So, I've been looking for a job since both of my kiddos will be on the same school schedule this year. </center>
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It's been a bit rough finding anything right now since I haven't had a "real job" since before my kids were born (I used to work on the finance side of real estate). </center>
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Annnnyway, it's hard to find anything that allows me to spend as much time with my kids as I want so that I can work in class, get them to and from all of their sports, etc... I've been spoiled their whole lives by being able to stay home. </center>
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So, a few friends recommended that since I have been around and have loved animals my whole life, that I should start a pet sitting/dog walking business... That way, I can work my own hours and still be with my kids (oh and I am going back to school this Fall 2 nights a week). </center>
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So I did it! </center>
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I started a business! </center>
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Of course most of you aren't in So Cal let alone in my area so you won't be able to use me but I just thought I'd share my new venture. </center>
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Welcome to 'No Place Like Home- Pet Sitting and Dog Walking'</center>
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You can "like" my<a href="https://www.facebook.com/noplacelikehomepetsitter"> fb</a> page and maybe if you know someone in the area, you can steer them my way. Plus I post lots of pics of animals we work with so if you like animals, you'll see tons of cuteness!!!! </center>
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About 8.7 years ago I peed on a stick.... then walked out of the bathroom and announced to my now ex-husband, my friend Jesikuh and her boyfriend (now husband) Christian, that I was pregnant. </center>
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We went to Outback for dinner, where I barely ate (completely un-like me). We came home and I sat down and cried! </center>
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I get that this is not a normal reaction for a person who has all of their ducks in a row. I had done everything the right way... I had not gotten married to young (26), I had a great job, I had bought a house... everything was going the way it was supposed to. </center>
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So why was I crying? </center>
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In all honesty, I was not ready to have children... Actually most of my life, I had said, "I don't want kids". I am happy with my dogs, they are my kids. </center>
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I spent the next month and a half crying and having severe anxiety attacks. I stopped answering my phone, I stopped talking to people, and I really became a hermit. I sat on my bed with my dog Havok and I cried and told myself, "I can't do this!"</center>
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I know, you are probably thinking that I am a horrible person!!! Believe me, I felt like a horrible person. </center>
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I am not sure what happened but I slowly started to tell myself that it was going to be okay and that I could do this... </center>
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(Oh in the meantime... I was so sick! I couldn't eat anything other grapefruit or citrus smoothies & my doctor made me drink ensure 3x a day.)</center>
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Things were going better for me emotionally but I was still sick... I kept losing weight (totally not the normal me). We finally were able to find out what we were having... The ultrasound tech said, "congrats, you are having a girl!"</center>
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"Ummmm, what? Did you say we are having a girl? Wait, what do I do with a girl? What if she likes pink and wants to do ballet?" </center>
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Yes, I know that when you go in to find out what you are having, there is a 50% chance that you are having a girl... Apparently that never crossed my mind... I just knew that I was having a boy. I seriously was dumbfounded. </center>
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Fast forward to the beginning of July... I feel amazing for the first time since I found out I was pregnant. I am now excited that we are having a baby girl. The idea has set in, I have decorated the room, bought all the baby stuff, had a baby shower, and I am ready! </center>
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July 7th I woke up to what I thought was gas... then I started timing my gas... It was pretty consistent gas. Hmmm, maybe those are contractions. </center>
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I call my dr. and he tells us to come to the hospital. The now ex-husband asks me (totally seriously), "do I need to take you to the hospital?" Me- "no, call me a effing cab!" He then calls work (his dad owned the company) and says, "I'll be late to work". Me- "Um, no you won't... we are having a baby, you aren't going to work!!!"</center>
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I had a very easy labor. I checked in to the hospital around 8am and had my sweet baby Boogs by about 5pm. No drugs, no c-section... Easy peasy!!! </center>
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From that moment, my life changed. I was in love!!!!! I couldn't stop staring at her. She was so perfect! I didn't sleep all night, I just stared at her and held her bassinet in case I fell asleep and someone stole my gorgeous baby (it happens)! </center>
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My life has never been the same, my sweet Boogie girl is so generous, caring, sweet, smart and beautiful! </center>
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Oh and her favorite color is pink and she did end up taking ballet... and I love everything about it! </center>
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Happy birthday to my sweet sweet girl!!!! I love you so much!!! </center>
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In true Kellee fashion, I woke up at 4:45 to Tbone saying, "I think your mom is here". In my retarded sleep state I couldn't understand... Apparently I set my alarm for the time I was to leave instead of an hour ahead so that I could shower and get ready... Awesome!!!! </center>
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Luckily I had packed the night before... I quickly sprayed my hair down with dry shampoo, threw it up in a messy bun, put on a maxi dress and tank and kissed Tbone goodbye. </center>
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Thank goodness we made it to the airport in time. I would never have heard the end of it from my mom or Mr. check your list 8 times before you go to bed Tbone. </center>
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Our flight was only about 50 minutes and not bad (I got a aisle seat which is good otherwise it would have been miserable). </center>
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We had a few hours before we could check in to our hotel so we decided to go visit the Winchester Mystery House (I went when I was little but I don't really remember much about it). I was so excited because I love anything that's supposed to be haunted!!!! </center>
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After that, my mom decides that she wants to see Stanford! Ok, it's about as close as I am ever going to get to attending so let's go! </div>
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As you can see, the party included brazilian dancers, cop stories and dancing!!! We had a good time and it was so awesome to be able to surprise Jaime!!!! He was a really good friend of my dad's so I know that it meant a lot to him that my mom and I were there to represent!!! </div>
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After the party, I was trying to find my way through San Jose and turned a corner where there happened to be a house party and two guys fighting in the street... The one guy pushes the other guy in front of my car and being the amazing driver that I am, I dodge the idiots. I would have been super pissed if I got gang member pieces on the front of my beautiful Challenger!!!! </div>
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We went to the river!!!! Yay for my happy place! Unfortunately we almost didn't make it... We had planned on waking up at 5 am to get on the road early to beat traffic and the heat... My mom even came over and spent the night so that we could all just roll in to the car. </center>
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But that would have been to easy. I woke up at about 3 am and for some reason brushed my arm against my ear... It was then that I woke up and realized something was wrong!!!! My ear was gone! Just kidding... My ear was super thick and fat. Weird right???? So then I sat right up and felt my other ear... it was super swollen and fat too!!!! WTF?!?!?! So I jump up and look at it in the bathroom mirror... Holy hell, they were so swollen that you couldn't even move my earlobes... They were so fat, they were stiff!!!! Um, not normal!!!! Then that's when I notice that the right side of my face looks a little swollen too!!!! I immediatly rush to google!!!! Google knows everything right?!?!?!? </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-43266125969740303872014-06-16T06:04:00.000-07:002014-06-16T06:04:00.062-07:00Peace Out!!!<center>
Peace out school!!!! We are officially on Summer break!!! </center>
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This past week has been so crazy!!! Boogs and Beaks had so many last week of school activities. I feel like my phone alarms kept going off all day long reminding me of everything. </center>
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Boogs had a field trip to a ranch near her school. It was such a beautiful day and perfect for best friends & picnics!</center>
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This year just went by so fast and I am so proud of my two! They both did excellent! </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-72409668771320163822014-06-09T09:11:00.004-07:002014-06-09T09:11:37.783-07:00Weekending Pics<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This weekend was full of sunshine, flowers, seeing old friends & visiting my dad and Tbone's grandparents. </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-46108016251551232322014-05-30T09:24:00.000-07:002014-05-30T09:24:13.406-07:00I must confess<center>
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I must confess that the dust issue in this house is out of control. I dust every day and that shit keeps coming back fast and with it's cousins. </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-75153052381311036642014-05-27T11:07:00.001-07:002014-05-27T11:07:26.071-07:00I'm like a 6 year old<center>
So if you follow my IG or my FB, you will know that I decided to cut my bangs. If you don't follow my <a href="http://www.instagram.com/kelleenemi">IG</a> or FB, then you should... NOW! </center>
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This is what happens when I am left alone and un-attended... I either color or cut my hair. I really am like a 6 year old... </center>
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So on Sunday Tbone was busy watching 1 of a billion races on TV, the kids were at their dad's house and I was getting antsy... So I simply stood up and said, I am going to go cut myself some bangs... </center>
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Of all the time at Paul Mitchell, I never cut myself... I cut bangs in the bathroom and I slice my finger. Go figure! </center>
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This week went by so fast and I feel like I got absolutely nothing done! </center>
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Now that Beaks is over his double ear infection, Boogs came home with the stomach flu. Poor thing had been throwing up all day at her dad's house and now is home and sleeping. I hate when my babies are sick... It's such a helpless feeling! </center>
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I have read so many books lately, mostly because I like to sit on the couch while Tbone watches his shows (Nascar Nationwide racing, Nascar Sprint Cup racing, Indy Car racing, drag racing, biker build offs, car restorations, rat rod restorations, barn car finds, and car auctions) on the weekends. Most of the books I have read have been mindless smut (thanks a lot 50 Shades of Grey for opening up a whole new world of books), but some good ol' mystery books in there too. </center>
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1. Anything Bieber!!!! I literally want to drop kick that little shitbird!!! Seriously, the kid is ridiculous looking with his stupid pants and pathetic tattoos. </center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-41417408679844509832014-05-13T16:00:00.001-07:002014-05-13T16:00:04.642-07:00Tuuuuesday<center>
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Kellee the Caffeinatedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17833728386726914379noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3659857985960188635.post-54394760652794943142014-05-09T07:32:00.000-07:002014-05-09T07:32:00.283-07:00In Case You Were Wondering.... <center>
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Relay for life is an event put on by the American Cancer Society, that fundraises and teaches awareness. </center>
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It's an event that is based off of the idea that cancer doesn't sleep... so we will not for 24 hours... For that 24 hours someone in our team will walk (whether it's in shifts or constant) constantly. During this 24 hours, teams honor people fighting, and remember people who have lost their battle. Each team is there for their own reason... My reason is that I don't ever want my children to have to hear "you have cancer". I want to help raise money and teach people the dangers of cancer. </center>
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During this 24 hours, I guarantee that you will meet people with the same goals, and sadness that you have, you will make friends that will be forever. </center>
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I Relay for my Grandma, my Great Aunts and Uncles, my Uncle Fred, for my mom's bff Jane, for my Uncle's sister Glenda, for my dogs Havok and Tank, for Leilani, my Grandpa, my friend Misha, for Andy and for my dad who just lost his battle this past September. </center>
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100% of these funds that we raise go to the American Cancer Society. Not only do these funds help with research, and to help find a cure... they help people who don't have rides to their doctors appointments, they will help a little girl get a wig after she's lost her hair from chemo, they will help set awareness and a message that we will NOT keep letting cancer take the people we love. </center>
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Relay for Life is now in 20 different countries and over 4 million people participate. You can find a Relay for Life event near you <a href="http://www.relayforlife.org/getinvolved/findanevent/app/findanevent.aspx">here</a>. If you aren't ready to commit to an event, you can always donate <a href="http://main.acsevents.org/goto/teamnogiveup">here</a>. Or if you would like to honor or remember someone you can dedicate a luminaria bag <a href="https://secure.acsevents.org/site/Ecommerce?PROXY_ID=1643476&PROXY_TYPE=22&FR_ID=56826&store_id=19042">here</a>. </center>
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I didn't even know it existed until I was perusing through Netflix trying to find something to binge watch. </center>
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Now I am on Season 2 and totally obsessed. </center>
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It is pretty cheesy but reminds me of one of my favorite cheese movies, "The In Crowd". </center>
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