All work and no play makes Kailey just plain crazy.

Snow days. I used to live for them in school and I was a little excited to hear we got to leave early from work last night. However, I have been in the house now for over 24 hours straight and I may lose my mind. Snow days were fun because you got to at least go out and see friends or family. The latest snow days are horrible because I am literally stuck inside my house.

The drifts are up to my waist, the driveway is just as bad. There is no sign of a plow and I ate my last hot pocket an hour ago. This morning I was optimistic about being able to drive. It appeared that the streets in my neighborhood had been plowed enough to drive on, but my driveway was a completely different story. Right in front of my garage door was 8 inches high and it only got higher as you went down the driveway because its a hill. That didn't bother me though because all I cared about was getting to work on time. So I warmed up my car and planned my attack inside. After running through a couple of ideas in my head I finally decided that my best plan would be to throw my car into reverse and hit ramming speed. Bad idea. I made it about half way down the driveway and got stuck - hmm how did I not see that coming?



So I dug myself out enough to come back into the garage and admitted defeat. I worked from home, at least what I could do, and watched movies all day. Normally I would call this a perfect day, but knowing that I cant leave when I want is whats driving me nuts.

Ive updated my Itunes, I paid my bills, I caught up on all the news and I watched all my Netflix. I surrender snow. Please go away so I can have human interaction.

What are YOU doing to beat cabin fever?

Guilty as Charged

We all have at least one and sometimes its too embarrassing to talk about. I'm talking about the guilty pleasure. We call them guilty pleasures because we are embarrassed by them or we feel people will judge us for taking up an interest in whatever it is. I personally think that we should be proud of the things that embarass us, it shows a great amount of courage. So with that said, below are my top five guilty pleasures in no particular order:

1) Lady GaGa

I don't care what anyone says, her music is catchy and fun. Granted she looks like a living Picasso painting half the time, but thats part of her 'wow' factor. Would I listen to her if she wore knee length skirts with turtlenecks? Definitely. The girl has a set of pipes that put most budding pop starlets to shame.



2) Broadway

I love to sing it, watch it, review it, and study it. I saw my first Broadway show in grade school and I was smitten. There is just something about live theater that is so powerful and emotional. It is all orchestrated to tell a beautiful story and does so in song, dance, and dialog. And for that, I give my regards to Broadway.

3) Organizing

I guess this one doesn't make me feel guilty so much as awesome. I love to organize. I organize my closet by color, I organize my drawers by category, I even organize my DVDs alphabetically. Some call it anal retentive, I just call it solid knowledge of my belongings. I would like to think that I have my desire to organize anything in sight under control, but the other day I found myself organizing my Skittles by color. Tales of an anal retentive spinster continue...

4) My Snuggie

Ah the backwards bathrobe, the blanket with sleeves, the worst invention of the millennium. I've heard it all and then some, but I still insisted on buying one. That little blanket is amazing! Granted you go from comfortable to the brink of a heat stroke in 2 minutes, but who cares? At least you can die in a head to toe blanket of softness. They make snuggies for dogs now, but I am 99.9% sure that Twoky would hate me more than he already does if I bought him one. I mean come one, look how happy the dog below is:



5) Cheese

I would put cheese on anything. I mean anything. In a moment of weakness I once bought a block of Colby Jack cheese and ate it like a candy bar. Judge all you want, I am not afraid to admit that. Im not sure where my love of cheese came from honestly; maybe it was that trip to Chuck E. Cheese when I was younger, or my love for the game Mousetrap. Either way, its one food you will always see in my fridge no matter what.

What are YOUR guilty pleasures?

Professional Driver, Closed Course

So today I mark on my calendar as the day I joined the blogging world. I have gotten used to pulling out the old Royal Standard and carefully plucking each letter, word, and sentence (a typo would be catastrophic). My friend informed me that you can in fact create your own webpage and people actually visit it to view your thoughts. Ingenious!

So I bring you Chaotic Wonderment. It did not take me long to think of the name because it sums up my life quiet perfectly: crazy and made up as I go. Wonderment technically isn't a word but I couldn't describe my life with a boring old word pulled from Mr. Webster's book. No, I needed something wonderful and amazing all at the same time. Looking back at the past 5, 10, 20 years and seeing the crazy, mixed-up twists and turns I took to get where I am left me with a sense I could only describe as wonderment.

So enjoy.