30 June 2011

A Question

This question feels incredibly vulnerable, but I need to ask. 

How do you deal with that nasty little voice in the back of your head?

Most days, I am able to keep that voice from talking too loudly or too long. 

But lately, I'm wildly swinging between being overly confident, on-top-of-the-world, and being, honestly, downright abusive to myself in my thoughts. It's exhausting. And my usual countermeasures aren't strong enough right now. 

I've tried reminding myself that the voice is wrong. 
That I would never even remotely think any of those things of another person, much less say them aloud. 
I've tried actually saying those things out loud to myself so I can hear the ludicrousness of the statements. 
I've tried to derail my thoughts by actively seeking distractions. 
I may have picked an unfair fight or two with Joe, as a means of proving to myself (wrongly) that the voice was right, which makes it even worse. 
Poor Joe. I owe him so many apologies and kisses for that. I am sorry. 
Poor KtMac. I owe myself so many apologies and kisses for ever listening to that voice, nevermind as much as I do. 

So tell me, do you struggle with this too? What works for you? 

All stunning images found here.

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It's so simple, and you know you want a stunning picture of Scotland hanging on your walls!

What are you waiting for? 

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Winners announced tomorrow at noon, Chicago time!

29 June 2011

Wednesday Wisdom: Best Day

27 June 2011


I was called a "cuteheart" on Saturday night. 

Apparently being a "cuteheart" is better than being called a "cutie" and "sweetheart" all rolled up in one. 

I didn't miss much of the conversation when that was the only bit of it I pulled out. Joe later confirmed it. We still can't figure out if the girl was drunk, high, or just a weird one. 

But this weekend was perfect. 

Girls Night In on Friday night with way too many glasses of wine and lots of laughter and a sleepover on the couch and Joe's pancakes in the morning. 

Saturday afternoon was spent exploring a tiny little festival in Joe's parents' town in the Chicago suburbs. Joe and I played with, and subsequently agreed, that when/if we ever buy a car, it will be a Chevy Volt. I asked Joe if he was going to win me a stuffed animal when we wandered into the carnival section of the festival. Instead, I won my own stuffed bear, who has been lovingly named Hubert. We wandered sidewalk sales and spent too long drinking wine and people-watching. 

Sunday, we spent on the beach. It was the perfect beach weather. 80's, sunny, with a pleasantly cool breeze. We had a fabulous little picnic, rode our bikes, played frisbee, and people-watched. Lake Michigan, true to form, was so cold that even the littlest kids weren't interested in swimming. Then a sushi dinner and ice cream cake to round out the weekend. 

It was perfect. 

But alas, no pictures of the weekend. Sometimes, you just have to put down the camera and just live.

24 June 2011

Sharing the Scottish Love: Giveaway Style

Ahh, peeps, I can't begin to describe how wonderful Scotland was. And for the most part, I haven't even tried. I let my pictures do the talking. I hope they succeeded. At the very least, I hope someone else is inspired now to go rent a car and learn the trick of driving on the wrong side of the road and explore the beauty of the Scottish Highlands for themselves. 

I have no doubt that this is not the last of Scotland you'll see on this blog. I have many a story and thought to share still, but those will come in their own time. 

But I loved Scotland. So much. So now I want to share the Scottish love with y'all. 

Yep, that's right. 

Time for the first ever KtMac giveaway. 

Excited? You should be. I am!

Here's the deal:
I am giving away two, count 'em two, unframed 8x10 prints of Scotland. Yay! Some Scottish love for your walls!

So what do you have to do?
Go back through the pictures posted from my Highlands tour. I made it easy for you. Click on the Scottish Love label to see all the posts in one spot. Pick your favorite. The one that'll make you love Scotland anytime you see it on your wall and comment below telling me your choice and your email address. 
It's that simple.

I'll pick the two lucky winners next Thursday, 29 June. 

Arthur's Seat

See the chapel ruins in the center of this picture? The palace next to that is the Queen's Holyrood Palace.

We all hear people commonly say, "Don't like the weather? Wait five minutes and it'll change." Scotland is the only place that's ever held true for me. In this picture, despite the blue skies and the 65* temps at lower levels, it was incredibly windy (see hood being blown up against my neck), cold (wool ski cap), and raining. We headed back down shortly after this picture was taken. 

And that, my friends, wraps up the pictorial tour of my Scottish adventures. 
Check back later this afternoon for some exciting news!

23 June 2011

Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy

I stumbled across this recipe last night and just couldn't resist making it after dinner. 

So simple, so delicious. 

1 box lemon cake mix. 
1 8 ounce tub of cool whip
1 egg
lemon juice (to taste if you really love the lemon taste)
powdered sugar 

Mix up the lemon cake mix, cool whip, and egg by hand. I emphasize this point just because I learned that one the hard way - lots of lost lemony goodness landed on my floor. 

Roll the thick dough into balls and drop each ball into the powdered sugar to coat. Bake 10-12 minutes in an oven preheated to 350*

The biggest challenge will be to keep "helpful" Joes out of the batter long enough to actually bake any cookies. Taste testing is always appreciated, but so are a few actually baked cookies. Second challenge will be to not devour them all before bedtime (or at least before snapping a few pretty pictures). 



Out and about the lovely city of Edinburgh.

Calton Hill.

King Arthur's Seat. Last photo spread of that tomorrow.

Edinburgh Castle.

 Walking the Royal Mile. 

22 June 2011

Health Update

I went to the doctors yesterday for the one week post-surgery checkup. 

My stitches were removed. Finally. 

They were causing so much pain and annoyance, I was shocked to discover there were only four in there. Joe and I both thought the stitches covered the length of the incision, so I was dreading the stitch removal. Quick and painless. 

The doctor who removed my stitches looked inside and said that everything looked perfect. He was also amazed at how not swollen my throat was, given the intensity of the surgery. I made him laugh when I said it still feels like someone crawled inside my throat and gave it a good punchout.

Then my doctor came in and looked and was thrilled with what he saw. Gave me the okay to shower again and move on with my life normally. My pathology reports were benign, which means cancer-free.

Such a sweet relief. 

Such a niggling thought in the back of my head since we first started talking about thyroid removal several years ago. 

So on my way home yesterday, I treated myself to an ice cream. And then Joe and I celebrated over Indian food, where we laughed and talked and reminisced and amazed ourselves at how wonderful our lives are and how all the scary things seem to end up not being so scary after all and how the crazy dreams seem to keep falling right into place and we loved on each other and it was great. 

In other news, I am just about done with all the Highlands Road Trip pictures. Stay tuned for some exciting news about those pictures!


Birthplace of Mary, Queen of Scots

Even without my Scottish ancestry, I have incredible love for the gorgeous simplicity of the Scottish flag.

Wednesday Wisdom: Love

21 June 2011

Glen Coe and Glasgow

Below is the one and only picture I have of Glasgow. It was taken at 10 pm, just as it was starting to get dark.