What the !?#@ Wednesday: Week 6 (Finally!)

Welcome to the final week What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For 6 Wednesdays I have posted a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week. Have you missed any What the !?#@ Wednesdays?  See week 1, week 2, week 3, week 4 and week 5. 


Okay, so the real question of this weeks (a few many weeks late) What the !?#@ Wednesday is, Where the !?#@ has Kacey been????

Don't worry folks, I'm still here.  Or over there.  Or waaay over there.  Life updates will be posted, but as usual, I'm not promising soon.


Basically, here's a brief summary of what's to come:

1. Spent 2 weeks between California & Arizona with Aaron (See Part 1).
2. Cousin breaks her right leg. Lives alone. Up a flight of stairs. 1 mile from the beach in Orange County, CA.
3. Came home for 1 week.
4. Hosted a first ever Kacey's Kitchen Cooking Club.
5. I flew back to California with Sammy (Sammy the cat, let's keep up people).
6. Aaron headed out of state for 1 month for training.
7. We (Sammy & I) spent 3 weeks in SoCal.  The night before my flight Super Awesome Cousin and I decide that I should stay another week.  SAC (Super Awesome Cousin) paid for new ticket.  We stayed another week.
8. Sammy becomes best furiends with Soju and falls in love with California.
9. We fly home after 4 weeks.
10. 2 days later Aaron comes home.  2 hours later I get home from the airport with my best friend Jenn who is visiting from NY State.
11. 2 days later, Aaron comes home from work with a request that we move out of of town as soon as we can. (Yeah, I know that sounds weird with no explanation, but you'll get one eventually and it actually will work out best for us for numerous reasons) For the past 4 days we have been discussing options and logistics, and as of right now we plan on moving within 2 weeks.  Surprise!

Most of you know how much I love packing and moving, so I'm pretty stoked about doing this one ourselves.  More on all of that later though.  Now let's talk about my What the !?#@ experience of the week.

What the !?#@ just happened of the week:

So, on my way home from the airport last week, after traveling with a very patient kitty for 12 hours, I stopped at Subway to grab a sandwich for dinner.  I place my order and am waiting to pay behind this middle aged woman who is struggling to find her payment in her wallet.  No biggie, my sandwich wasn't even done being made. 

The place was pretty empty at this time of day, it had normal service, everything was moving at a normal pace, no one seemed stressed or busy...just a normal get your food and go type of experience.

Crazy Lady finally finds what looks like a Subway Gift Card and asks the cashier if they accept free sandwich cards.  Cashier dude tells her he's unaware that they have free sandwich cards and turns to ask another employee.  All employees are in agreement that they're location has never accepted free sandwich cards, they've never heard of them before, therefore they won't be able to accept a free sandwich card.

Meanwhile, she never actually shows them the card, but I can see it, and it still looks like a gift card.  

Crazy Lady was fine up until this point, calm, collected, just wanting to buy a sandwich.  But then....THEN....she starts freaking a shit out!  It's like Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde all up in Subway

Holding up her card she SCREAMS "DOESN'T ANYONE TAKE THESE ANYMORE!!!" Then..."WELL, I GUESS YOU CAN JUST THROW THAT BITCH IN THE TRASH!!!" and she flings the card at the cashier.  Like...not hands it to him at all....she literally holds it between her fingers and flicks the thing at his face, it bounces of of him and flies across the floor.  Everyone in the place just completely stops and stares.  All the employees just stare.  The woman hands over some cash and walks to fill up her soda, as if nothing just happened.

I inch over, and as I hand over my credit card, I say, "Woah, that was fucked up...Well, thanks! And good luck with her."  I then head out.

Of course, by the time I get to the car, Crazy Lady is right behind me and is parked next to me.  Dammit.  Well, nothing happened, but I'm sure if I was still in Jersey, I would have had been tailed all the way home and pushed into a ditch.

Seriously people...What the !?#@ is wrong with you...

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What the !?#@ Wednesday, Week 5

Welcome to week #5 of the What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For 6 Wednesdays I will be posting a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week. Have you missed any What the !?#@ Wednesdays?  See week 1, week 2, week 3, week 4. 


Why the !?#@ does bread and butter taste so good of the week.

I bought bread thinking we could eat it all week.  I'll tell you how it actually went


Shannon (I'm visiting my cousin again, more on this later) and I said we were going to eat healthy throughout the week.  It's Tuesday.  We've done well.  Except for that gigantic loaf of bread and stick of butter I ate.  Well, technically I didn't eat all of it...I gave her a few pieces...but um...yeah...it was literally a few pieces...


This was a big !?#@ing  hunk of bread.  Trust me.


So, I went out to run some errands and when I came back, Shannon was asleep and the sun was out and I had a sun dress on and the cats were asleep and I sat outside.  About 3.38 minutes later, I decided it was a perfect time for a vodka tonic.  2 glasses later and the sun beating down on me...bread and butter sounded soooooo delicious.


So I had a piece.


And another piece.


And then...the rest.


Moving on....


What the !?#@ is this of the week: Belly Cast


I'm sorry, I cannot post this picture because if I look at it one more time I will throw up.  A belly cast kit, really?  I've heard of boob casting (weird enough), but celebs sell their castings to raise money for breast cancer.  Fine. Cool.  Good cause and all.  Whatever.  But BELLY CASTING TO KEEP AS A MEMORY.  That gets a big "!?@# THAT!!!" from me.  Big time.


And I'm not even sorry if you are reading this right now and next to you is your very own belly cast of your little $#!^head kid.  It's gross, it's weird, and no one wants to see that $#!^.  Just don't do it.


!?#@.  Ugh.


What the !?#@ TSA Pat Down of the week:

Heading back to California, I went through an airport with my cat Sammy.

It's a good thing I left early.  She had never been on a plane before and I had never flown with an animal.  This was an experience.  

So, when you fly with an animal, the TSA makes you remove the animal from the carrier, send the carrier through the x-ray machine, and you are required to carry your animal through the metal detector.  After going through the metal detector, they require you to have your hands wiped with these little paper discs that are inserted into a computer where it scans the discs for explosive residue.

I carry Sammy through the metal detector, all is good.  They wipe my hands, scan them, and an alarm goes off.  I'm still holding the cat when they pull me aside.  All my belongings are still going down the conveyor belt getting jammed up with everyone else's stuff.  Then some other TSA dude grabs my stuff not knowing who it belongs to.  I'm too far away to grab his attention, so I try flagging someone else down.  Meanwhile people are all over my stuff trying to get at their shoes and bags and whatnot.  

So much for "don't leave your bags", huh TSA?

Anyway, someone finally brings my stuff to me, and asks me to follow them...

...Huh???

We head down a long hallway (I'm holding the cat) that seems abandoned (creepy), and I'm led into this area that has a floor to ceiling curtain.  

Um....What's going on?

They tell me that it's procedure to do a much more thorough pat down of people who's hand scan sets off an alarm.  

I'm still thinking....all this privacy, down a long hall, just for a pat down?  I get to leave my cloths on, right?

They thoroughly scan all of Sammy's crate and I get to put her back in it.  The TSA employees are very friendly and even apologetic (which I don't believe they should be since they are just doing their job, right?).  So they explain exactly how they are going to touch me and where (wow).  Then I stand, with my arms and legs apart (woah...don't worry, this isn't gonna get all '50 Shades' on you) while an older woman runs her hands thoroughly over EVERY part of my body.  Twice.  She has to go in 2 separate directions.  Then she feels each seam in my pants, and runs her fingers IN the top of my pants.  Okay...so she only went 'belt width' deep, but weird, right???

Pat down done.

Next was to scan my belongings.  Going over to a table and computer, they removed all the items out of my carryon.  It's a good thing I pack my cloths in ziplocs, otherwise it would have been pretty annoying to repack.  They wiped down my luggage (and scanned the wipe), then took my cell phone and kindle and scanned/wiped them individually.  I was then told I could put everything back and be on my way.  They thanked me for my patience and told me that sometimes, if you have lotion on your hands, that the initial hand wipe/scanner explosive detector will go off.  Really?  Wow.

It was an interesting experience, and to be honest, I think the TSA made a bigger deal of it than it was.  Sure, it's annoying, but it's a pat down, not a strip search.  I don't think it's necessary to lead someone down a hall and behind a curtain for a pat down.  I don't mind my stuff being searched.  It's procedure, and I'm the one choosing to fly commercially...I'm not gonna argue with them.  

Morals of the story:

1. Get to the airport early.
2. Wash your hands.

What was your What the !?@# of the week???

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What the !?#@ Wednesdays, Week 4

Welcome to week #4 of the What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For 6 Wednesdays I will be posting a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week. Have you missed any What the !?#@ Wednesdays?  See week 1, week 2, & week 3. 

What the !?#@ frustration of the week.

So the order I was so impatiently waiting for a few weeks ago finally came.  It came the day after we left for vacation.  It was my new cell phone.  So it very nicely sat on my kitchen table waiting for me to come home and activate it.  Or so I thought.  While we were in the Grand Canyon, I tried using my current 'old' phone  to call someone, when BAM...I can't make any phone calls.  I call Verizon and they said that my new phone was automatically activated.

Weird.  Did Sammy get bored and decide to play with my new phone?  Sorry cat, but I need the one that's on my person.  So we switched which phone was activated and carried on with our vacation.  Meanwhile, it still annoyed me that I was using my old crappy phone that worked only when it felt like it while my brand new phone was sitting at home waiting for me.

So we get home.  (Vacation details still TBA) After snuggling up to my lonely kitty, I tore open the boxes, put the battery in, and went about the procedures to activate the phone.  I had to call a certain number to continue.  BAM the offices are closed for the night.  Dammit new phone!!!

So I call in the morning, and BAM the activation number won't go through.  So I get on with tech support and they walk me through this whole process to manual enter in these codes and those codes and such and such. About 30 minutes pass and BAM.  Phone will not activate.  Tech support tells me their activation server thing-a-ma-jig is down and to try back in an hour.

An hour goes by, I call.  Nope.

Another hour goes by, I call.  Nope.

This continues on until about 6pm.  Still nothing.

I call Verizon back.  Different tech support guy tells me, "Who ever told you our activation services is down is full of crap, nothing has been wrong with it."

What the !?@#.

So this patient dude walks me through everything all over again, has me on the phone with a few other techies, we are trying all sorts of activation codes.  Nothing.  On the phone an hour.  Do you want to know why?  I live in a small area of the country that does not have a Verizon tower.  And did you know that you need a Verizon tower to activate a Verizon serviced phone?  Mr. Techie is apologizing about this whole ordeal because he can only get my phone half activated.  I have basic cell service and can receive text messages.  

What the !?@#.  The anticipation of getting my new phone totally messed everything up.  Why do I have to get so excited about things?  OOhhhhh Wooooooeeeeee Issss Meeeeeeee!!!!

So here's the low down.  I got my new phone.  It's still only half activated. I need to either go to a Verizon store or go within range of a Verizon tower.  I'm not driving 55 miles to the nearest Verizon store, so I'm just gonna wait until this weekend when I head up to Wichita.  

All this probably doesn't sound too bad to you, but it's just the fact I was looking forward to playing with my new phone, and it's just one thing after another and I STILL can't use it to it's capacity.  It's been nearly 3 weeks by now.  And I had to be on the phone over an hour and a half only to NOT resolve the problem.  Why the !?@# would they mail me a phone I couldn't activate from my home.  WTF bitches, What the !?@#.

I'll let you know if I'm ever able to activate my phone within the next year.


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What the !?#@ Wednesdays, Week 3

Welcome to week #3 of the What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For the next 4 Wednesdays I will be posting a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week. Have you missed any What the !?#@ Wednesdays?  See week 1 & week 2. 

Okay, so this week might be a little, well...weak.  We are on vacation right now and I'm glad to say that this week didn't have very many "What the !?#@" moments.  That's how vacation should be, right?

Well, what I have to share today is more of a "Holy $#!^" moment rather than a What the !?#@ moment.  Don't worry, it's not really that confusing.

On Monday we headed out to Southern California and drove out to the Grand Canyon (first GC visit for both of us) and back to SoCal for some more vacationing.  Once we get home I'll share more details with you.

Now for the weekly feature.

Holy $#!^, it's huge of the week!!!
Sometimes I tend to syke myself up about things.  Take Niagra Falls for example. I know, everyone says I'm crazy.  But I guess I had this absurd image in my head.  When I got to the falls, I was like, "Oh man...that's all?"  I mean, I know they are huge, but for some reason I had another idea of what they should be.  

I do things like that a lot.

But the Grand Canyon.  It was really !?#@ing big.  Like enormous.  I didn't even want to take pictures because I knew they could never capture the, do I dare say GRANDNESS?  There is no way to describe how insane the Grand Canyon is.  It's endless.

Next up is...

Holy $#!^, I'm so !?#@ing out of shape of the week!!!
We were only at the Grand Canyon for a day and a half, and wanted to do a short day hike into the canyon.  Designated as a 'moderate hike' that would take 2-4 hours, it sounded good to us.  We knew we I was in no shape to hike anything too complicated.  Any hike into the canyon was gonna be a bitch to get back up...you're either going straight up or straight down.  

I knew what I was in for.  It was apparent after the first minute heading down that I'd be struggling up.  It was so worth it though, trust me.  Heading down was steep and slippery (dry dusty desert floor).  Heading up was steep and slippery.  On our way back up I struggled.  I must have apologized to Aaron about 50 times because I had to stop and catch my breath twice as many times.  I seriously have no idea how many times I uttered the words, "Holy $#!^ I'm so !?#@ing out of shape!"  It wasn't pretty.  Asides from just saying that, I think I was a good sport about it.  I was having fun.  I was a sweaty blob.  I was gasping for air.  And by the time we got half way up, I actually improved.  By the time we got to the top, I felt great.

Two days later my legs were still shaky and sore.  If my calves had an ass, the Grand Canyon would have totally kicked it.

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What the !?#@ Wednesdays, Week 2

Welcome to week #2 of the What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For the next 5 Wednesdays I will be posting a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week. Have you missed any What the !?#@ Wednesdays?  See week 1 here.

What the !?#@ Food Spectacle of the Week:

995 hotdogs weighing 140 pounds dropped from a helicopter in Detroit.  On purpose, by a radio station.  25 listeners were picked to -QUOTE- rush the pile o' dogs and stuff as many as they could in their clothing within 95 seconds" -UNQUOTE-.

I bet your just itching to know who won, right?  Don't worry, I'll tell you.  It was the luck Sylvia Lopez who managed to shove 76 hot dogs in her shirt.  Although she claims her "hands smell kind of rank", asides from pride, she also won $1,000 in gas money and a year's worth of hotdogs.

Way to go Syl! Making your town proud!

Photos & Information found at The Detroit News.

What the !?#@ Are You Kidding me Lawsuit of the Week:

Nutella Consumer Class Action Settlement

"The lawsuit claims that Ferrero made statements suggesting that Nutella is healthier than it actually is."

Really people?  Really?

If you really think that Nutella is HEALHTY for you...Nutella should sue YOU.  But seriously, every jar of Nutella I've ever eaten by myself bought has had a nutrition label and ingredient list on it.  First ingredient, Sugar. 

Seriously...lawsuits like this are embarrassing. 

I'm gonna go have me a big healthy spoonful of Nutella for breakfast.

And I'm saving the best for last....

What the !?#@ Husband Move of the Week:
I may be breaking am probably breaking the 'don't sell out your spouse' unspoken code of martial conduct with this one, but I'm going to throw Aaron under the bus...for the sake of my new blog, my readers, and for the human race.  Well...maybe not that last one.

Before I get into the nitty gritty you should know a few things.  Aaron prefers me NOT to share a drinking glass with him (I don't get it).  Aaron thinks it's gross that I don't always jump in the shower and brush my teeth IMMEDIATELY after waking up (It's not as if I don't shower...I just like to lounge around for a little first).  Sometimes I can skeeve him out & threaten him by pretending to use HIS toothbrush (I never have actually used his toothbrush).  He doesn't find it gross to polish off 4 lbs of buffalo wings resulting in his entire upper body and the area surrounding him to be covered in hot sauce and chicken parts...BUT if he gets his hands dirty he has to immediately wash them.

So because of these things....the move he pulled this past week was shocking.  S-H-O-C-K-I-N-G.  As in, I started yelling and screaming and laughing and "What the !?@#'ing" all over the apartment.  I'm still in shock.  So here it goes...

I'm on Gchat with my sister the other day just catching up, no biggie.  Aaron comes home from the gym, everyone says hi, we continue our conversation and Aaron goes to shower.  Meanwhile, somehow Rach and I thought of this little harmless prank to pull on him.  Well, I would do the prank alone since it was my husband in the shower after all.  It wasn't even really a prank, but just something to get a laugh and maybe have Aaron shake his head in disappointment towards my gags.  I will spare Aaron by not unveiling the details of this...for now anyway.

So I leave the computer with Rachael in the office and I head into the bathroom.  Aaron and I get a good chuckle and I see him dance through the frosted glass of the shower door.  No biggie, I mean who DOESN'T dance in the shower, right?  So for another haha, I open the shower door to compliment his dance moves and I SEE IT!!!

TIME OUT-
***Okay, I realize that this whole story is probably leading you in a completely different direction than I mean it too.  I actually just had to leave the room because I was laughing so hard after I typed "I SEE IT!!!".  I guarantee I am not talking about what you are thinking right now.  But it's too funny, so I'm going to leave all that wording in there.  Sorry mom & dad...but keep reading, I swear this story is more innocent than your minds are right now.***
-TIME IN

So I peer into the shower and there, THERE he is holding MY razor.  The razor I shave MY legs with and MY armpits with.  Immediately I question, "What are you doing with my razor?".

He lifts up his arms.  And I say....

"WHAT THE !?@#, YOU ARE USING MY RAZOR TO SHAVE YOUR ARMPITS!!!!!!??????"
"WHY MY RAZOR, YOU HAVE 2 RAZORS IN THE BATHROOM OF YOUR OWN"
"DID YOU CHANGE THE BLADE?  WERE YOU GOING TO CHANGE THE BLADE?!?!"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU ASK?  WHO DOES THAT!"

He sort of shrugs and says, "I'm sorry, I knew it was wrong the whole time I was doing it."

BAHAHAHAHAHA

Come to find out...this isn't the first time he's used my razor for this sort of thing.  But since I caught him in the act....this is the first time he's changed my razor blade afterwards.

I really don't care, although I don't understand why he used (uses) mine when he has perfectly good razors of his own.  I just find it hysterical that he gets grossed out by all these little things, and then he goes around using someone else's razor.  It definitely made the What the !?@# Wednesday of the Week...

I also just want to clarify a few things:

1. It's hot in Oklahoma already.  Lots of guys shave/trim their armpits, and not just in Oklahoma.  It solves that whole sweaty hairy disgusting problem they've got going on.
2. Aaron did say that he has NEVER used anyone else's razor but mine, and he wouldn't use someone else's razor.  Just wanted to clear the air for anyone who's ever had Aaron stay at their house.
3. I did get Aaron's permission to share this story with you, but I was unable to get a picture of his freshly shaven underarms.

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What the !?#@ Wednesdays, Week 1

Welcome to the What the !?#@ Wednesdays series.  For the next 6 Wednesdays I will be posting a summary of the things that made me think (or say)..."What the !?#@" during the past week.

Some things may have made me laugh out loud, some may have had me shaking my head, and others...we'll, I'm not sure how to feel about them.  No mater what...they had me asking....What the !?#@.

What the !?#@ Quote of the Week:
"I wish there was a way to write a letter and send it to you online."

....What a great idea, maybe they can call it e-mail, you know, like, 'electronic mail'.  Get it?  Get it?... *sigh*

What the !?#@ Great Idea of the Week:
Russian man jumps in garbage chute to escape from girlfriend.

Source: BBC

Man jumps in chute on the 8th floor.  Man slides down to 5th floor. Man gets stuck.  Man cries for help.  Man has to be cut free.

What the !?#@ This Should Never Happen of the Week:

Arby's customer finds piece of finger in sandwich.

Really?  You're thinking Arby's?  Cause I'm thinking not.  Really...it was in his mouth.  I feel bad for this kid. I know he's traumatized.  I know this because this story reminds me of my own fast food experience.  If you're brave enough, read about it here.  I can barely think about it again, I'm getting so skeeved out right now talking about it.  Seriously...it has traumatized me.  I'm not kidding.  Ugh.  

Ugh. 

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