Party Pics of the Keathlys

For those of you who didn't make it: SHAME ON YOU!!!

Here's what you missed:

Stan the Duct Tape Man

Lisa the Vampire Cow

Sadly, those were the only pictures taken of us that evening. Jesse usually documents everything, but was WAY TOO DRUNK. By the end of the evening he was throwing chairs off the deck and chasing after pissed off cake woman. His shoes were here, his socks were on the deck and his beer glass was in the front yard. We finally tracked him down in Anoka.

I have different feelings about the party. It was weird mixing crowds of people. I didn't feel like I was able to hang out and enjoy myself but had to mingle. Or is it that, at 32, am I too old to be throwing these types of parties? Nah. . . that can't be it.

I did manage to walk into my own screen door and then step on the screen to the firebowl (which belongs to the neighbors) so at least I was a "tipsy cow." Oh, man, I am just so freaking hilarious. . .

A Brief Account of the Last Two Weeks

I made Jacquie an attack scarf for her birthday.

Noah had his first visit to a cemetary for his great-grandpa's funeral.

Stan suprised me with flowers.

My nipples sprouted horns.

What LOST Character Are You?

ake the quiz: "Which LOST character are you?"

Sawyer
You are Sawyer You are a Jackass.

I had picked Sun. . .

The Best Halloween Costumes EVER

The coolest family EVER.

So wrong on so many levels.

Wow. Again, yes, but . . . wow.

We were going to do this, but Stan didn't want to be facing that way. . . ew. . . I've said too much.

If I was picking Stan's costume, THIS WOULD BE IT!

Oh well, at least they have a costume. I'm still thinking of one. . .

Party Games

Well, it's been almost a week since the last post, but things have been crazy here at the K casa. And I've been getting ready for the party on Saturday. Case in point:

FOOS!

Our neighbor was having a garage sale and I scored a foosball table for $5. Jesse bought a cross brace, lube and new balls for the table. By Saturday night, it shall be ready for its first official tournament. Winner gets a gallon of fake blood.

Also, since games were requested by Zach, will be bobbing for apple slices in a vat of apple cider & whiskey. Jesse and I decided that we will start soaking the concoction the night before so the apple slices will be full of alcoholic goodness.

We also have the dart board set up in the garage. Just move the bikes out of the way before you start.

Mostly the plan is simply to get as many people to show up as possible (THIS MEANS YOU) and drink a hell of a lot. We'll have some music playing, fires going (inside and out) & lots of free beer (send your requests to Jesse).

It will be the awesome. I hope.

Come to My Party

HALLOWEEN COSTUME PARTY

Bring your posse and head on over to NE.

October 29th @ 8 PM

Stan, Lisa & Jesse's House
3142 Ulysses Street NE
Minneapolis, MN 55418

612-781-2593

Free Beer. Otherwise BYOB

If you don't come in costume,
we'll douse you in fake blood.

Jesse's version of the invitation: http://halloween.jpmullan.com/

Adventures in Knitting

I knitted two hats last week. One skullcap for Noah and a fuzzy pink hat for Avery. When I get more pics taken, I'll show off my crocheting prowess via my two scarves and ponchos. Now I want to learn how to make mittens. Every kid needs a pair of mittens on a long string.

Noah's skullcap (my first hat)

Pink Fuzzy Hat for Avery

Stan Tried to Turn Me Into a Zombie.

Unfortunately for me, I got away, so I still had to babysit Saturday night. Turning into a zombie and dragging myself from bar to bar would have been much more pleasant. Even with the whole "undead" thing.

Zombie Stan Attacks

The zombie horde left without me, after trying one last attack.

New on FOX!: When Jesse, Stan and Jaquie Attack

Jesse and Zack wrote about their misadventures and there are more zombie pictures here if you are interested in seeing the whole sordid affair. Damn. I wish I coulda been there.

Zombie Pub Crawl - Tonight!

Got no plans tonight? Want to be a zombie? Stan and Jesse will be zombified, and attending the NE Zombie Pub Crawl. Unfortunately, I will be babysitting. But I did make the fake blood. . .

Stan is Super

LISA "Have you been to the new SuperTarget in Roseville yet?"


JESSE: "No."


LISA: "It has ruined me for Cub or Rainbow."


JESSE: "Just like Stan has ruined you for all other men?"


LISA: "Exactly. Exactly like that."

Breathe in, breathe out. . .

I can finally breathe normally again. Yes siree bob, the cold is gone. After two days of psychotic dreams holding me captive in a medicine induced haze I gave up the drugs and now I feel better. Hmm. . . coincidence?

I went to Intelligent Nutrients and picked up a humidifier that makes this funky fog. It's perfect for using with essential oils, although I still need a straight up essential oils diffuser. Anyhow, I got a good oil blend to use for colds and the chick there had me take a dose of their essential oil cold remedy. It was weird swallowing straight up oil, but not as bad as taking flaxseed oil. I think it helped, but didn't buy it. The $35 price tag was a little intimidating. Next time I get a cold, I could just stop by for a sample every day until I'm better. (so evil . . .)

If you haven't been to Intelligent Nutrients, you should stop by. Why? The free chocolate samples. NINE DIFFERENT KINDS OF AMAZINGLY GOOD DARK CHOCOLATE. And if you feel like something to eat or drink, their espresso bar makes the funkiest drinks in town. The Spicy Hot Chocolate is one of my favorites. And the bar makes killer alcoholic drinks too. Expensive, yes, but all the juice is freshly squeezed and they put in funky herbs and flavors that make a regular drink take on a completely different life.

I didn't mean for this post to become a personal endorsement for IN, but, there it is. The fun spot to check out on a lazy Saturday the next time a chocolate craving hits.

R.E.M. Rocks Wedding Reception

Beats Jason and the G-men.

Cold Number One

Noah got the first cold of the season, which he promptly passed on to me and Stan, blowing our weekend plans. We made it out for lunch today, otherwise we've been lounging, sniffling and/or napping. Stan and I are medicated, but little man still refuses to take any medicine except the organic stuff that is probably the equivalent of giving him Vitamin C and Zinc.

I shudder to think of the illnesses yet to come now that Noah is going to classes 2 to 3 times a week. As long as their kids don't have fevers, parents will bring them to class to share the wealth of germs. Sucks, dude.

Anyhow, I'm keeping track this season. Let's see what happens, shall we?

Oh yeah, Jesse is unscathed by this one. Lucky bastard. Oh well, at least we had someone to send out for food. Thanks, man.

At Least This Guy Will Let Me Pick His Costume

This guy is selling the "opportunity" to pick his Halloween costume. Sounds like someone is in desperate need of an imagination transplant - just like me.

Although I think I have the outfit narrowed down. No hints given, but I believe you will be amused.

October 1st: Time to Find a Costume

Stan kicks ass at thinking of costume ideas. I'm only okay at it. I suggested that we let the other person think up our costume ideas and we HAD TO wear whatever they decided. I was actually thinking this would stimulate our imaginations but Stan said, "No way." Why? Because he assummed that I would have him wear this:


And now that he mentions it, I probably would. Although this would be even better:

Another Shirt You Should Buy For Me

Cause I'm only a little bit evil

Last night we hit the park with Little Man and then Menards to look at exterior doors. We bribed Noah by telling him we would look at the "spooky" stuff. The kid loves Halloween displays. The creepier the better. Yup, we're raising a psychopath. This weekend we're going to hit some true Halloween and costume stores. Gotta start working on our costumes for Halloween. No hints given, but we'll take requests.

Bush's Booze Crisis

Okay, it's from the National Enquirer, so we know this is completely made up. But the scary thing is that is seems so plausable. . .

BUSH'S BOOZE CRISIS

Faced with the biggest crisis of his political life, President Bush has hit the bottle again, The National Enquirer can reveal.

Bush, who said he quit drinking the morning after his 40th birthday, has started boozing amid the Katrina catastrophe.

Family sources have told how the 59-year-old president was caught by First Lady Laura downing a shot of booze at their family ranch in Crawford, Texas, when he learned of the hurricane disaster.

His worried wife yelled at him: "Stop, George."

Following the shocking incident, disclosed here for the first time, Laura privately warned her husband against "falling off the wagon" and vowed to travel with him more often so that she can keep an eye on Dubya, the sources add.

"When the levees broke in New Orleans, it apparently made him reach for a shot," said one insider. "He poured himself a Texas-sized shot of straight whiskey and tossed it back. The First Lady was shocked and shouted: "Stop George!"

"Laura gave him an ultimatum before, 'It's Jim Beam or me.' She doesn't want to replay that nightmare — especially now when it's such tough going for her husband."

Bush is under the worst pressure of his two terms in office and his popularity is near an all-time low. The handling of the Katrina crisis and troop losses in Iraq have fueled public discontent and pushed Bush back to drink.

A Washington source said: "The sad fact is that he has been sneaking drinks for weeks now. Laura may have only just caught him — but the word is his drinking has been going on for a while in the capital. He's been in a pressure cooker for months.

"The war in Iraq, the loss of American lives, has deeply affected him. He takes every soldier's life personally. It has left him emotionally drained.

The result is he's taking drinks here and there, likely in private, to cope. "And now with the worst domestic crisis in his administration over Katrina, you pray his drinking doesn't go out of control."

Another source said: "I'm only surprised to hear that he hadn't taken a shot sooner. Before Katrina, he was at his wit's end. I've known him for years. He's been a good ol' Texas boy forever. George had a drinking problem for years that most professionals would say needed therapy. He doesn't believe in it [therapy], he never got it. He drank his way through his youth, through college and well into his thirties. Everyone's drinking around him."

Another source said: "A family member told me they fear George is 'falling apart.' The First Lady has been assigned the job of gatekeeper." Bush's history of drinking dates back to his youth. Speaking of his time as a young man in the National Guard, he has said: "One thing I remember, and I'm most proud of, is my drinking and partying. Those were the days my friends. Those were the good old days!"

Age 26 in 1972, he reportedly rounded off a night's boozing with his 16-year-old brother Marvin by challenging his father to a fight.

On November 1, 2000, on the eve of his first presidential election, Bush acknowledged that in 1976 he was arrested for driving under the influence of alcohol near his parents' home in Maine. Age 30 at the time, Bush pleaded guilty and paid a $150 fine. His driving privileges were temporarily suspended in Maine.

"I'm not proud of that," he said. "I made some mistakes. I occasionally drank too much, and I did that night. I learned my lesson." In another interview around that time, he said: "Well, I don't think I had an addiction. You know it's hard for me to say. I've had friends who were, you know, very addicted... and they required hitting bottom (to start) going to AA. I don't think that was my case."

During his 2000 presidential campaign, there were also persistent questions about past cocaine use. Eventually Bush denied using cocaine after 1992, then quickly extended the cocaine-free period back to 1974, when he was 28.

Dr. Justin Frank, a Washington D.C. psychiatrist and author of Bush On The Couch: Inside The Mind Of The President, told The National Enquirer: "I do think that Bush is drinking again. Alcoholics who are not in any program, like the President, have a hard time when stress gets to be great.

"I think it's a concern that Bush disappears during times of stress. He spends so much time on his ranch. It's very frightening."

Published on: 09/21/2005

We Marry Them Off Young Here In MN

Finally, a couple of pictures from the wedding.

The Groom

The Proud Parents

Time to chill

Today = cleaning.

This weekend = chilling.

This weekend marks the first without plans in a long, busy summer. Tonight, we hang out and grill. Sunday, possibly hanging with my sis.

No babysitting, no massage clients, no errands to run. Just chillin.

Stop by for a margarita or a cup of joe if you're in the hood. We'll be here.

I Love Power

7:15 PM last night, the night of the LOST SEASON PREMIERE, a storm rolls through and knocks the freaking power out! It doesn't have the decency to come back on until 10:45 PM. Way too late to make the show.

Noah and I have decided that power is a good thing to have. We like, heck, we love power.

And anyone who has a copy of the Lost season premiere from last night to loan us, we love you even more.