Injuries.

So...Kaitlyn says she's dying. right. I'll let her tell you about her current injury later. This post is one we've had on a sticky note on the wall by my desk for probably like..4 months..literally. We've been slacking lately..we know! SO, without further a mountain dew..

INJURIES.

Emily:
The earliest injury I can recall is when I was 4 years old, sitting on my mamaw's bathroom counter looking in the mirror (apparently i was a conceited child) and some how fell off. All I remember is LOTS of blood..pouring out of my mouth. Yes folks, i managed to scrap my palate. And I still have the scar to prove it!! I feel it right now!
After this..i'll just make a list of the ones that stick out:
Age 5, a girl on my softball team accidently busted me in the forehead with a metal bat. My head turned all kinds of neat colors in the following weeks, and my dad called me knot head.
Age 8, I was running around the house, and ran straight into the sharp corner of my mom's coffee table. Massive hole in my knee that bled forever. I still have that scar too.
Age(s) 9 and 10, i got my wrist on one occasion, and my elbow on another, shut in the car door. Thanks mom and kaitlyn.
Age 12, fielding a ground ball that the first baseman missed, playing right field, ball hit a small hole, popped up and dislocated my pinky. When i got back in the dug out to show my coach, the brilliant man tried to put it back in...I ended up with a hairline fracture.
(I have actually broken several fingers, but this was the one that sticks out best)
Age 13, sliding into 3rd base during a softball game, I forgot to wear my sliding pad on my leg and tore it up. I had no skin left on the front of my right leg from my knee to my ankle. I got cellulitis from it and mannnn did it hurt. I had this weird brown skin grow back in its place for the longest time..
Age 13, fielding a pop up fly ball at first base, the sun got in my eyes, i misjudged, and the ball hit my straight in the nose. Nose bled for a million years..and now it's permanently slanted ever so slightly to the right. awesome.
Age 13 (again), and AGAIN another softball incident, waiting on deck to bat, a yellow jacket flew up my shirt and stung my stomach 3 times before i got it out. I played a double header that day, while my stomach was swollen massively and i felt like i was going to die!

There's surely more..but apparently i've been pretty accident free for almost 6 years now! woop!



Kaitlyn:
okay so this is soley being typed with my right hand because i think i killed my left wrist. heres what happened: so i was struggling to get my backpack out of the back seat, so i slid my left foot back for extra support,not knowing that i had just stepped in a small puddle, i gave my backpack one more good yank, and across the garage i flew. and i then did the dumbest thing a piano player could do- i caught my fall with my left hand/wrist. and now it hurts real bad :(
okay so my injuries in life:
-we all know about the kevin roller blade in the grass boy incident.
-when i was 4 i had to get 5 silver teeth at once.
-when i was 9, emily dropped a brick on my right ring finger and BROKE IT. my fingernail came off,and i had to have 2 holes drilled in my finger.
-when i was almost 12, i broke my hip. yep folks, you read right. i was stretching getting ready for dance try outs, and my hip slid the wrong way and cracked and broke. fun stuff.
-aquired carpal tunnel and asthma at the age of 13
-age 13 i got hit in the nose with a basketball and it broke it,and i also had to have a mole removed from my leg and it didnt heal correctly so i have an ugly spot on the back of my left calve.
-age 14 i broke my left pinky toe right before youth camp.

praise God i havent died yet.

Kevin-Roller Blade-In-The-Grass-Boy

When Kaitlyn and I were in elementary school, we lived in a cute little suburban neighborhood, full of Daddy the Breadwinner and Mommy the home maker and 2.5 children families, complete with 1 small dog, and a cat.
Well, maybe not THAT ideal, but you get the picture.
One day, a kid named Kevin moved in a few houses down. He was next door to my best friend's house, so we decided to see if he wanted to come out and play with us. So, he did. Kevin became on of the "regulars" of the neighborhood kids for a while. Not very long, but he was nevertheless.
Kevin was just like us, except for one thing - he had an affinity for roller blading. and not JUST roller blading - roller blading in the grass.


Emily -
So,
writing this blog, about dear Kevin, makes me really wonder where he is now. I dont remember his last name...or if he even had a last name. For all I know, his name could have been Kevin Kevin.
HA! That would be funny. But yes...Kevin..was a different child from the rest of us. I mean, yes, we all did strange things at times..but..before Kevin, we never even DREAMED of roller blading in the GRASS! E-GASP!! There was a big hill connecting my neighbor's yard to the yard of "the meanest people in the neighborhood" ..they made us all run away crying one day because they yelled at us for playing on their grass..I still think they're mean..but..ANYWAY..Kevin showed us how we could roller blade down that big hill and we could fall at the bottom and not get hurt! It was great! But after we finished..we all roller bladed back down the street to our houses...but not Kevin. Kevin roller bladed back down each and every front yard, the grass, back to his house...


Kaitlyn-

Oh kevin roller blade in the grass boy..

I didn't like him for more than about a week. you wanna know why? okay story time:

so one day when I was about 5 years old, all the neighborhood kiddies were playing in our yard and i was playing with my little red wagon. At this point in my life,Kevin was a pretty cool dude who had interesting ideas of how to live life wildly,such as roller blade-ing in the grass. SO kevin had this "super fun" idea that we should attach my wagon to his bike with a rope, put me in the wagon,and then he could pull me down the driveway. Novel idea right?seeing that we had the steepest driveway in the neighborhood,not so much.

So our mean neighbor Katherine forced me to get in the wagon, Kevin took off and i went flying down the driveway.

That day lunch time consisted of me eating concrete and my legs consuming lots of peroxide.OUCH.

From that day on i did not like Kevin Roller Blade in the Grass Boy.

Who is That, Saying They are Going to Beat the Saints?

In honor of the Superbowl this year, I(Kaitlyn) have decided we should do a blog about football! Being from Louisiana with an avid Saints fan for many years as our father, us Wheaties are pretty much required to like the Saints. So what do we think about all this?

well....

Kaitlyn:

I'll root for the Saints, sure. But I'm not just about to jump on the bandwagon with all you fake-fans that just started liking them this year because the Saints aren't Aints anymore...

Honestly, I do not care for football in general. I like to pretend to get into it at random times if it is on, but in all actuality i know just about three things about football:

1. The teams switch sides after half time.

2. Kicking the football between the goal posts after a touchdown is called a field goal.

3. Offense runs the ball.(i think that means the crazy kid with the ball going towards the goal)

Sure,I'll go to a game or two a year maybe, but mainly for the social aspect.


Emily:
I think this may be the first post we've had the we actually have the same view on the topic. But really, I agree. I am not a football fan, and really am not a Saints fan. But it would simply be unethical to say I'm not proud of them. It's about time they made it!
I will be watching this year, as I have every year (ok, as I have been present during the game every year) mainly because it's just American culture. It's what you do.
Though, can I just say that all the bandwagon fans are really bugging me? Living in Louisiana for the most part of my life, I have grown up around many die hard Saints fans (mostly my father's age) who loved the Saints even when they always lost. But now when they're winning, of course, everyone's a fan! Where were you when they sucked huh?
At least I can say I'm in the same place I was then.haha.
On the flipside, I cant stand when people root for the other team and bad mouth the Saints just because they want to be different and look cool. Can I just take this space to say - that is not cool, really. It is irritating, really.
Either way, I'm a little excited..mainly because I get to wear this sweet shirt my wonderful boy bought me, and I get to try out a few Super Bowl recipes! :)

We like Elvis..and We like the Saints...but...we're just not sure how we feel about the combination of the two..

Wheat's on Exercising.

So. I was just now reprimanded by Emily Wheat for never using correct capitalization. You know what i think is to blame? Emily Dickinson. I don't like her depressing poetry very much, but i do like her random punctualization and off the wall capitalization as well. Maybe that is secretly my inspiration or reason for having such awful problems with such. English whatnot is over-rated.

Anyways, these are our very different views on exercising:

Kaitlyn:
I love to exercise, I truly do. It is one of my favorite past times. I always feel so much more energetic and awake after working out or doing some sort of physical achartivity.
My Fitness Coach on the Wii is one of my new personal favorite work out programs.
I used to have a gym membership, but i cannot afford one this year : (
I LOVE LOVE LOVE to bike ride and do whenever I can. Its such a great feeling to be pedaling hardcore with the wind in your hair while speeding down the road. : )
Whenever I exercise, I also tend to want to eat healthier.
I think I would make a hardcore fitness instructor if I ever got into that one day..


Emily:
hmm..exercising.
hate. disgust. terror. horror.
I looooaaaathe exercising. absolutely hate itt.
Kaitlyn and I exercised tonight...and I serioously thought I was dying. I dont do really any physical activity other than walk around campus and stock shelves at work!! I just hate exercising and getting out of breath and hurting.
I really dont understand how people say that's fun..
that is not fun.
If that's what fun is, I dont ever want to have fun again!

The Jetsons.

There was much contemplating as to what on earth to do this blog on...
actually..there wasnt much..just like..5 minutes worth once we realized we hadnt blogged in a week..so Kaitlyn picked up a trivial pursuit card...which something about Kevin Spacey on it...though we had no idea who said, Mr. Spacey, was (at first Kaitlyn swore he was the Foot Loose guy...but upon first posting this, my friend Josh alerted me to the fact that Kevin Bacon is the Foot Loose guy..i forget who he said Kevin Spacey was...)
ANYWAY,
which this reminded me ( Emily) of Mr. Spacely from the Jetsons...

THUS

Emily...
ACTUALLY I watched The Jetsons today! It was the first time i'd seen it in FOREVER.
Did you know, that the Jetsons was originally made to be set in the 21 century?? haha! That cracks me up.
What I wanna know, is why does Astro talk SO WELL (especially for a dog) but starts almost ALL of his words with an R?? How annoying has that gotta be for that family...sheesh.
Personally, I'd be super afraid of living in that community..i'm really scared of heights..and I'd probably do something dumb like walk out of my front door and just fall and fall and fall... HEY WAIT! Where do they fall if they do fall? Like, when do they stop? What do they hit??
oh my..
i might go in distress over this..

Kaitlyn...
so i haven't seen the jetsons in like, 10 million years. i was a wee little tot the last time i watched the splendid show i do believe. however, Mr.Spacely put this thought in me from a very young age: dont ever work for a nutso boss so i wont ever have to hear "kaiiitllllyyynnn!! you're fired!!" every day of my life. that would be simply awful. i really liked elroy. but his voice bothered me. judy was a pretty cool kid: she literally had goo-goo eyes for someone when she liked a boy. they had hearts for irises. (hearts for irises...sounds like a band name or something..) that was funny.
but i am very afraid of heights as well,
and i think if i lived in their idea of the 21st century,i would be morbidly obese.or maybe just a really fat and happy individual.
i really dig those walk ways at disney world/land that remind me of the jetsons and take you off the ride for you..

Disclaimer:
Kaitlyn really does NOT have a double chin. She's the skinniest person ever. ever. ever. period. the end. amen.

Grilled Cheese.

The topic for this blog post is, in fact, grilled cheese.

here is our thoughts on grilled cheese:

Emily:
I think that for the most part, grilled cheeses are gross.
Well, wait, i take that back.
MY grilled cheeses are gross.
My mother's, not so much.
I'm just not the best grilled cheese cooker in the world..
plus..they just turn out being ripped-to-shreds cheeses instead.
..but i digress...


Kaitlyn:
I love grilled cheeses. They are kind of an amazing invention.
My grilled cheeses are very "comme si, comme ca". Depends on the day and the bread.
Ty makes very good grilled cheeses actually. So does Mom. and Sonic.(sonic grilled cheeses do not mix well with their slushes though, btw.)
I do not have them as often as i would like to though,because they are such a hassle to make, they really are.
But, if made for you,they are quite scrumptious.


there you go folks.
grilled cheeses, from our skillet, to yours.

"The Wheat sisters are bigger than the Jonas brothers!"

so. this whole sisters blog thing was inspired by the Ivey brothers. the title is a direct quote from Eric Ivey. We were going to start a fan thing on facebook just to be funny...but we did this instead. : ) that is all.

great minds think alike I suppose(halloween '09...we were not sorority girls btw!we were greek goddesses.)