Thursday, December 31, 2009

No Junk Food January

My dear friend, Suzy, introduced me last year to 'No Junk Food January.' Since I love randomly giving up things and making everything in my life a competition, I've decided to partake in this adventure.

What is junk food?  That is an interesting question.  Everyone has their own little definition and of course there is even a wikipedia article about it.

My rules so far are:
-no fried food
-no soda
-no desserts, candy, ice cream or anything of the like
-no food with excessive amounts of cheese
-no muffins or scones from Caribou

Those are the big ones.  Overall my goal is to bring my lunch to work a whole lot more and make a lot more food at my house.  We'll see how this goes...

For my next competition, I thought about no processed food feb., but that might be a little to intense a little to quickly.  I guess I need to see how this month goes before I dive into such a giant task.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

bummer of a day...

I've officially turned into one of those people.  One of those people who puts their emotions and all onto a blog for people to read.  (Well Kelsey says I've always been one of those people, so if I have, I've stepped it up a notch now.)

Today was no fun.  My aunt, Melinda, who was my mom's closest sister had her first child, Mallari.  Usually this would be so exciting, but it has just sucked.  My mom waited years for Melinda to have her first child.  Melinda was constantly around us when we were growing up.  Christmas that we didn't have much, Melinda would bless us with so much.  My mom was so excited to return the favor.  But now she doesn't get to.

The week before my mom passed away she was able to buy my aunt Melinda a baby bed.  I remember talking about how excited she was to bless Melinda and Dave in that way.  And she was so excited to be able to continue to do that.  To continue to send her letters every day with a few dollars tucked inside just like she did for all four of her daughters.

I'm so excited for my aunt to finally experience the blessing of a child...but it hurt so much today.

The past two weeks I've cried very rarely.  Not because I haven't wanted to, just each time I had wanted to it had been an extremely inappropriate time to (like when working with a client), so I would push the thought out of my head as quickly as possible.  But today I've cried a lot.  A lot of tears for joy for my aunt Melinda but they have all quickly turned to tears of sadness.

Christmas parties have been so hard for me this past week.  I don't want to be in large groups of people where I don't know everybody.  I don't want to have to be social.  I don't want to have to answer the question 'how are you?'  When I know the person doesn't really want to hear the answer or I know my answer will just cause an extremely awkward moment.

In one way the holidays so close will be a blessing because all of my family will quickly be back together and no matter what the first holidays without a loved one suck.  But in another way, it sucks that they are so close.  I don't want to have to pretend I'm happy to be around lots of people.  I don't want to be super busy going from party to party.  I want to sit down on the couch, read, journal, relax, take a nap, spend time with Jesus.

Monday, December 21, 2009


Kelsey has officially graduated college!!!!  Congrats!  Her non-plans of what she was to do after college were kind of blown to pieces 21 days ago, so if you know of any exciting or non-exciting jobs that pay anything, you should let her know over on her blog.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Dear Mr. Caribou Man (part XX)

Dear Mr. Caribou Man,
You were at Caribou today!  When I sat down across from you, I said 'good morning' and you said it back.  Then when I was getting ready to leave I commented how it is supposed to get warmer today (cause all older people like to talk about the weather, right?)

You then started to tell me lots of random stories about your life.  I learned today that you worked for the city of Des Moines for 31 years.  Everyday you prayed you would win the lottery cause you disliked your job that much.  You have been retired for 16 years.  You live six blocks away from Caribou and love to walk.  I asked how long you have been coming to Caribou and you told me about how you went to this place every day when it used to be a Burger King.

My favorite part was you pointed over at Mr. Mayo Man who was buying coffee and said "that's my friend over there."  It is funny that you didn't think I realized Mr. Mayo Man is your friend.  He does sit by you most days at Caribou.  Then you told me how you two met each other in sixth grade on the playground.  (so fun!)  You haven't always lived near each other but you have always stayed in touch and close.  You also were both in each other's wedding.  How darn cute, love it!

I'm excited Mr. Caribou Man that you are back in my life.  I'm also excited to stalk you more learn more about your life.

Until tomorrow,
kaci jo  

Mourning Etiquette

My sister, Kassie, wrote a great blog post.  You should read it.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Dear Mr. Caribou Man (part XIX)

Dear Mr. Caribou Man,
Why is it whenever I have a friend at Caribou you are not there?  It makes me sad.  I think then that people think I have made you up, but I know you are real.  Elected Official was there today, but you were not.
Until tomorrow,

Fight for Air Climb

My siblings and I decided to do the American Lung Association Fight for Air Climb in honor of our mom who passed away on Dec. 1st after a long battle with COPD.  It is a climb up 1,100 stairs of 801 Grand in Des Moines, IA on Feb. 28th.

Our team is called 'Out on the Prowl."  Because as we all know my mom loved to talk about how we were going out on the prowl.  If you want to join our team, we would absolutely love that!  And I promise there will be some pretty amazing tshirts involved too.  Click Here if you want to sign up.

We would also absolutely love if you would consider giving something to reach our team goal of $500.  It could $1, 5, 10, 20, 50.  Anything would help!!!!  If you want to give, click here.

Here is their little motivational spiel "Your support helps the American Lung Association in Iowa in the Fight for Air. With lung disease on the rise, we are fighting for research that will find a cure for tomorrow. We are fighting for those who can’t quit smoking and those who shouldn’t start. We are fighting for lungs that burn from exercise rather than from ozone. We are fighting for asthma education to stop children from dying from asthma attacks. We are fighting for laws that improve air quality both inside and out. And we won’t breathe easy until we win the fight."

Thanks everybody!!!

life in pics

I am blessed by many amazing people in my life.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Dear Mr. Caribou Man (Part XVII)

Dear Mr. Caribou Man,
I feel like it has been so long since we have had good bonding time.  My schedule has been out of whack.  It been a couple of weeks since I have been able to spend every morning at Caribou.  I have hopes that the consistency will soon return, but then comes Christmas and New Year's.  So I hope to see you again everyday come Jan. until then I will be satisfied with my once a week appearances by you.

Today you were there when I got there.  My observation of today is it was the first time I have not seen you wear your trendy brown shoes.  You were wearing boots (very good idea by the way.)  They were work boots; they didn't really go with the trendy old man outfit you were sporting, but I think the look will grow on me.  Maybe you will be there tomorrow morning and maybe I'll get a picture to show the world.

Until later,

Sunday, December 13, 2009

facebook chat

So Kelsey had this gchat with Stephanie and I found it hilarious :)

background:  Steph made a vow to god that if he cancelled school on wednesday that she would go to church.  i (kelsey) reassured her that god doesn't like you making vows unless you keep them.
so she went to church. here is the FB convo we (stephanie and kelsey) just had... i figured you would appreciate it.


so god remided me how many single guys go to church today
and then i was thinking ...
i wouldnt mind a kaci type relationship
omg. who are you
do you want me to tell her that
i'm sure she knows some nice boys.
but kaci type of boys wanna get married
no i want a catholic husband
not a whatever she is
i wanna tell her that
thats cool
they have a college bible study
i wouldnt mind going

Thursday, December 10, 2009


The last two days were overall pretty good.  I got to spend a lot of time alone.  I needed that.  No friends, no family, no boyfriend, no coworkers...though I absolutely adore all those people; God knew this snowstorm would give me exactly what I needed.  Time with him alone.

Today was hard again.  The last two days were easy (easy in a very relative manner.)  I knew it couldn't always be that easy; I knew there would be more hard days to come.  But I don't want the hard days to come.  I don't want to have days were I'm on the brink of tears.

I don't want to have days like today.

Monday, December 7, 2009


Two of my sisters, Kelsey and Kassie, named their last blog post with just a sound. I feel like that is totally appropriate.





I feel them all right now.  They actually probably describe the thoughts in my head better than words ever could.

It's hard because we have known it was coming for so long, and I always thought that would make it easier.  But it hasn't.  It's weird she went to the hospital last weekend, spent a night, was released.  Her being released gave me a sigh of relieve.  A sigh that maybe we would have a bit more time.  Then less than 24 hrs later, she passes away.  That sigh was but momentary.

I still want to cry a lot.  I still do cry a lot.

Today cleaning out her room, seeing Christmas presents she bought, seeing unopened books she meant to sucked.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

my mom

My sisters, Kassie, Kelsey, Kinsey, and brother, Rick wrote this tonight because my mom loved her lists.

25 Things We Love About Mom

1. She wrote each of us diaries about our lives
2. She was always willing to talk on the phone and hear the pointless details of my life. She knew when I pulled into my garage that we would talk tomorrow.
3. She taught me to believe in God.
4. She would send you a handwritten letter that would only say “I love you,” “You are my favorite, but don’t tell your sisters,” or “I love you…the most.”
5. She encouraged me to do whatever I wanted to do with my life.

6. She would be passionate about things because she knew it would make me happy.
7. Her stories…she would tell us to just listen and pretend to enjoy it unless we had already heard it five times.
8. She was obsessed with Graham looking like me. She only liked pictures of him that showed the resemblance.
9. She always told us “we were beautiful.”
10. She taught me how to be blunt. She always told it like it was.

11. She was a fighter. She was not willing to give up on living.
12. She was a hopeless romantic, and always told me how much I can be loved and never to put up with less.
13. Her stories were mostly random and disconnected…but always in an interesting way.
14. She loved our dad.
15. She never complained about driving hundreds of miles every week just so I could wrestle with the best.

16. She taught us and truly believed that the bond of sisters is bigger than any joys you encounter, bigger than any lies that are told, and bigger than any hardship.
17. She was crazy. Called her blog a blob, had to have a certain kind of ice, loved Clay Aiken, and always used different colored fonts in her emails.
18. She loved BINGO.
19. She has always allowed us to make our own decisions.
20. Her “love language” was gift giving. She showered us with love through gifts. Random packages from random catalogs, packages of candy for us and our roommates, and a five dollar bill in a letter. She was incredibly generous, with her children and those in need.

21. She would always go to our extracurricular activities, record them on the radio and write down the scores, so we could always remember them.
22. She taught us how to love our family by example; she visited her parents several times a week.
23. She was okay with us sleeping in when we were in high school just as long as we woke up before our dad got off of work.
24. She put a lot of thought into her letters, emails and blogs.
25. There is so much of her in me.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

my mom

today my mom passed away.

pray please.