A Real Life Fashionista From Kansas

so anxious...

2011-06-23T22:50:00.000-05:00

We are being transferred!!! Ahhhhh!!! My husband was offered a super great job in Houston, TX and we are picking up and moving our whole lives 18 million hours away from my home :( I am excited for the new adventure, palm trees, constant (semi-constant) warm weather, beaches, and more... but I am also so sad to be so far away from my family, friends, and my familiar kansas city. Plus, since we aren't really sure where we want to live in Houston we will be staying in the Hilton downtown for 3 months... which would be so glamourous and fun if we were without a child, but living in essentially one room with a two-year old (even hotel suites w/ two bedrooms classify as a one bedroom to me) is going to be a little challenging. Don't get me wrong i am super excited for a 3 months of housekeeping, but i keep getting flashbacks of sorority living w/ my closet exploding all over our 3 person room... and pretty much me and my two roommates living on top of eachother. But I guess it could be worse....

Now i just have to get myself organized. We have to be out of our house Thursday, June 30!!! Have I started packing? Absolutely NOT! Chris keeps telling me that I have to figure out what i want to keep out of the moving van (things I won't see for like 3 months) and keep only the clothes 'I need' hi, does he know who I am?!? I NEED all my clothes, and shoes, and belts, and jewelery, AND hair products... i mean i come with a ridiculous amount of baggage. Well I need to get some rest and procrastinate a little longer before I start packing this week!

Wish us luck on the move!!! Will fill you in soon.

*Soon to be the most fashionable girl in H-town
(need to do some serious damage at Oak Park before my plane lands in H-town)

My tiny fashionista is growing up

2010-10-07T23:27:00.001-05:00

So it has been awhile since I last wrote, Keira turned one, I began writing for an online newspaper called Examiner.com as Kansas City's Style Examiner, and my clothing line (Kiki Rose Couture) will be sold in a super chic boutique in Stilwell, KS called Ambiance!!! Life is going well! I just wanted to post a few pics from Keira's bday but promise to write soon! It has been super crazy, but I have loads of stories to share soon!

A Diva Turns One..

2010-09-09T15:19:00.000-05:00

I absolutely can't believe it, my little darling angel is turning one on the 16th! She has come so far she is now walking, and talking, and getting into everything and I LOVE IT!!! We are having a diva party for her this weekend and I bought the Big Top Cup Cake (from the infomercials) for her own special one year old cake! We have been practicing blowing out candles and opening gifts so she will be a pro this weekend. My parents took pictures of her 2 weekends ago for her birthday invite and I have posted the cutest. She is absolutely the cutest toddler ever!

Moving, I hate/love it!

2010-07-08T10:44:00.000-05:00

This fourth of July weekend we moved into a new, bigger, better home, man oh man I didn't realize how much harder it is to move with a baby. First of all I have absolutely NO IDEA how we managed to fit everything we did into our tiny little townhouse. Our new home looked like a war zone of boxes, clothing, and packing tape this weekend, we finally managed to organize all of our stuff on the first level. The second level is unfortunately another story. ALL and I mean ALL of our clothing is in boxes, I have worn the most hodge podge outfits to work this week because I don't know where anything is! But one major plus I found half my missing clothes from when we moved into our townhouse. I was prego during that move and didn't care about anything so I am sure I just threw them in a tote and stacked it in the garage b/c I was upset about not fitting into anything anymore :( Oh well, now it feels like I have a whole new wardrobe again :)

I am currently working on a new project, on top of my clothing line orders (because I am a crazy person and can never sit still) I found a super cute (well soon to be super cute) dining room table set that I am painting black laquer with a super shiny finish, and then recovering the chair seats to leopard print! I will upload pictures as soon as it is finished. I currently have only sanded it down. This weekend I get to do all the painting and chair covering! yay!

Why did you do it?

2010-07-01T15:19:00.000-05:00

Dear Lunch Stealer,

Why must you keep doing this? I was so excited today to eat my left-over Spin-Dip Pizza from Ingredient, and when I went back to the fridge it was gone! I hope you enjoyed eating someone else's left overs, you jerk you. Because of you I had no lunch!

I hope the spinich dip went bad in the fridge and you throw up all night as a result.

*Kati

Kiki Rose Couture's Newest Summer Dress

2010-06-21T10:37:00.000-05:00

Keira is modeling my newest design! A super cute, super comfy a-line shift dress!

This adorable dress is available for custom design in your choice of color/fabric

Dress is available from newborn to 3T!

Visit http://www.kikirosecouture.blogspot.com/ to order yours today!

When is enough, enough?!

2010-06-17T16:35:00.000-05:00

i multi-task, everyone multi-tasks, but when do you say enough is enough?! Yesterday I was driving down the road from my lunch break and saw a man in his car shaving, texting, and driving ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!! Right down the middle of 135th Street. Now, I know I live in kansas, and the rest of the world is probably thinking... so what? there can't be any traffic in kansas, but yes there is and lots of it, especially on this particular road. And this man was wreaking havoc on everyone in the eastbound lanes. Seriously?!?! i wish i could've taken a picture of him on my phone, but again, where do you draw the line. He had his visor down, his mirror open, shaving with one hand and texting with the other, while guiding the wheel with the texting hand. INSANE.

Making Promises I don't want to keep...

2010-06-16T08:42:00.000-05:00

i am a people pleaser. and believe me my husband takes full advantage of this weakness/strength. i was sitting on the couch a week or two ago, irritated STILL that i couldn't find the swimming suit that i had envisioned and my body is still not looking how i envisioned so i stupidly said i am going to start doing my workout dance videos. now when on earth do i have time to do this?!?! i am sure not getting up any earlier than i have to in the mornings, when i get home at night i have to cook dinner, than go straight into my sewing if i want to keep up on my sales and marketing for my clothing line: kiki rose couture when do i have time to workout?!? anyway, chris was like... you need to just start running, you will hate it at first but i would love it if you would just do my football work out with me. i was like um, no. i hate running! i know hate is a strong word but i mean, maybe even more than hate i loathe it. i am scarred from my many years of elementary school and jr high when you had to run the mile. i hated that run, so then i began to hate running all together. so, then chris gets irritated with me b/c i don't want to 'at least try it' seriously what does he not get about being scarred for life?! so then i stupidly say, b/c i know he is mad (and he is probably just faking to get what he wants b/c he knows i am a people pleaser) FINE! I will run with you for one month and if I hate, even if i do get skinnier i don't have to do it ever again. BINGO. promise i won't keep. So the next day i was forced to go to a jr. high track/football field and run his football drills. he must've been going easy on me the whole way there i complained, we got to the track and saw other people working out and immediately wanted to leave, hello i am a terrible runner and my face gets all red and i don't have proper work out gear, only sick white nike shorts from college (when i used to work at finish line for one horrible summer) one pair of really old nike shocks (again compliments of finish line) and old sorority tees. clearly i need to go shopping. anyway, i tried all the stalling tactics in the world... we need bottled water, we need to get some different socks, etc but chris was having none of it and i was forced to run. :( it wasn't that bad and i actually felt lots better afterwards, but have i been since?! absolutely not.

Having a husband that could read my mind could really save me from a lot of tears and stress...

2010-06-15T14:48:00.000-05:00

So a couple weeks ago, I came home from lunch with two of my besties and Chris and Keira were leaving to go to the pool. and I had a SERIOUS meltdown. I had this whole first trip to the pool day planned, and the way it was going was NOT in my plan. Now this plan was unknown to anyone but me, but still why couldn't Chris just read my mind and KNOW that Keira's first trip to the pool was not supposed to be without me or with me in a non existent bathing suit. Anyway, we had a huge fight (well it was a fight to me he just thought I was being difficult) anyway I didn't want him to go to the pool without me, yet I didn't have a swimming suit and I didn't want to go and sit on the side. So then he was like just go in some shorts and a tank... um excuse, sometimes he has a minor lapse in judgement and forgets who his wife is. Maybe for other girls this sort of attire is ok... NOT FOR ME. My whole life i have dressed as though I am going to a fashion show, i pride myself on clothing and looking fashionable at ALL times, even at gross old apartment pools with old women in too small bikinis and sagging skin. My husband just doesn't get this and he is soo stubborn I just immediately start crying and tell him to go without me. So he leaves, then my insanity begins. I pull in and CANNOT find my garage door opener ANYWHERE, and I mean ANYWHERE. I was in my mom's car which i borrowed for the weekend and I knew I put it in there i tore apart the entire car and couldn't find it anywhere, on top of this it was like a million degrees i was sweating, irritated with Chris for not understanding, and now I couldn't even get into my house. So i have to find the property manager have her let me in, then go for a mad dash to target to find a bathing suit that only i have in my mind yet no one has for sale at ANY store. This happens to me quite frequently, with lots of things. You think i would learn but no. It turns out that my fabulous pre-baby body (which really wasn't that fabulous to begin with) is not back and I have stretch marks and I am not back to my normal size, never conditions you want to deal with when searching for a skimpy bathing suit. And I refuse to wear a tankini... they are hideous... so I finally settle for a gold lamay... yes i said gold lamay retro style one piece from Zach Posen, which is of course the most expensive bathing suit in Target (but it is Target not Saks so I guess I can buy it). Anyway... by the time i got my bathing suit, and got back home Chris and Keira were at home napping !!!! Seriously?!?!

All that running around for nothing

and ps. my mom found my garage door opener the next day under her seat. like in a min and thirty seconds flat.

xoxox

kati

One Year and Counting

2010-05-17T17:02:00.000-05:00

We made it through our first year of marriage!!! I can't believe it has already been a year! Chris and I celebrated our one year anniversary on Mother's Day. I got two firsts in one action packed weekend in Dallas :) We had a wonderful time in visiting all of Chris' family for the weekend, and had a blast showing off Keira and Bishop. It was a whirlwind trip, and from this I have decided that I am NOT a good traveller, especially a traveling mother. I forget things like bottles, diaper cream, my shoes, etc. It doesn't help that I also tend to pack like oh 10 minutes before we are supposed to be walking out the door, and now I must pack for two, really three because Chris forgets things too.

Keira learned how to walk (behind a push walker) before we went down there so we had to show everyone her new moves. The fun has just begun, yesterday I left her in the living room while I went to do my make-up in the bathroom (mind you I can see the living room through the mirror in the bathroom) and while I was in there for a total of like 3 min she managed to pull down an entire shelf of her books, all of her toys, and all of our dvds and then managed to somehow scatter them across the whole entire living room. I never, ever in a million years thought I would say I missed the days when she didn't crawl or walk... man I didn't know how lucky I had it. Anyway, she is well on the way to beating my record of 9 months and walking, lucky us. Got a genius on our hands!

Kiki Rose Couture

2010-04-20T16:05:00.002-05:00

the absolute sweetest baby on earth.

2010-04-14T14:36:00.000-05:00

i might be a tad partial, but keira is by far the absolute sweetest and best baby on earth.

Sure love Spring!

2010-03-23T17:07:00.000-05:00

So excited that spring is finally here!!! If we have one more snow I am going to lose it! I bought Keira a super cute umbrella stroller to go on walks for the nice weather! We will definitely be using it tonight!
Can't wait to see what she thinks now that is will actually be awake and curious on her walks!

We know your secrets now...

2010-02-26T16:58:00.001-06:00

http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/staticslideshowglamour.aspx?cp-documentid=18444225>1=32023

I always Chris LOOOVES to watch Project Runway, Teen Mom, Secrets of Aspen, and The City.
Also, I knew he secretly loves my US magazine fetish,
and to take out the trash!!!

xoxo
Kati

In honor of Fashion Week...

2010-02-22T10:52:00.000-06:00

In honor of fashion week, and I so wish i was there, I will be working furiously on my new spring line. I promise to have it up and running by Friday! But in the meantime I will be blogging about the greatest of the greats in NEW YORK.

Be sure to check out my new clothing line at http://www.kikirosecouture.blogspot.com/

Remember: Do a little shopping this week, treat yourself to a splurge (I've already celebrated and bought myself a pair of killer new heels, they are jet black suede 6" heels, i love them soooo much) It's fashion week so remember anything goes!!

RIP Alexander McQueen- Mourning an Icon

2010-02-12T13:43:00.000-06:00

Alexander McQueen one of my long-time icons was reportedly found yesterday, after he hung himself in his London townhome. He was quite a brilliant designer and I loved all of his work. He was ABSOLUTELY one of the MOST BRILLANT designers of this time. I want to take a few minutes out of the day to celebrate his amazing talent and skill... here are some of my McQueen faves:

These are just a few of my all time favorites!!! There are millions more!

Oops...She did it again...

2010-02-02T17:35:00.001-06:00

Britney,

Why did you do this to yourself again? I was just saying the other day that you had been so good lately, I hadn't seen any crazy stories in the press and you seemed to be back on track (hopefully following my advice from a year or two ago when I wrote you needed some good girl friends CLICK HERE to see past advice) but it seems your girlfriends or stylist should again BE FIRED!!! I know that red carpet events aren't always the easiet to dress for, but maybe for the next one we will go back to last years, sparkly short tube sort of look (shiny, pretty, sassy) instead of granny gone wild!

Lets get rid of this and never speak of it again

and go back to the Brit I know and love!

xoxox,

Kati

Congrats are in order

2010-02-02T11:27:00.000-06:00

Congratulations to my beautiful older sister Dahli and her new hubby Randy!!! They got married secretly in their new home yesterday with only their mothers present! Those sneaky lovebirds! I am so happy for her and I wish them a lifetime of happiness. Can't wait to see the pictures of the event, she wore a light blue dress (which I am sure totally brought out her eyes)! I know Grandma Bette would be proud!

xoxoxo

Kati

Kiki Rose Couture: SPRING SHOOT

2010-01-10T01:08:00.000-06:00

Some pics of my daughter sportin my new clothing line:

visit http://www.kikirosecouture.blogspot.com/

inappropriate.

2010-01-07T12:43:00.000-06:00

why do people post such inappropriate things of facebook, twitter, myspace, etc? recently i have noticed a LOT of inappropriate posts, my bestie katie and i were just talking about how strangely inappropriate people have gotten with their postings. perfect example would be the king and queen of inappropriate ashton and demi. apparently they were 'sexting' on twitter a week or so ago, gross. her poor children. also, why are people constantly posting unflattering information about themselves on these sites? here are some recent examples: 'had to move up north to get clean...' why are you oversharing? 'i have custody now since srs took my kids from their mother' seriously?!?! also one last... 'are you pregnant with the same baby daddy?'
i mean i know i share my 'funny but klutzy' stories online, but never anything like the above. what is the world coming to? you can view more inappropriate posts for example this gem: http://www.lolfbmoments.com/?p=844 it is actually pretty hysterical, but seriously what is this world coming to?

i hate stupid people.

2010-01-05T17:45:00.001-06:00

unfortunately i can't really elaborate on this statement, other than i really have no patience for stupidity.
i am working on it, it's one of my resolutions. i really wish i had the same amount of patience for adults as i do children.

When she laughs her stomach shakes like a bowl full of jelly

2009-12-28T17:30:00.001-06:00

Keira has learned a new trick and it is by far the cutest thing I have ever seen a person do, i might be a tad prejudiced. Anyway, she recently learned how to laugh, and I mean REALLY LAUGH! She laughs when I tell jokes (which are always funny despite what her daddy thinks) she laughs when we kiss her cheeks, she laughs when she gets in her carseat, she laughs at just about everything. And when she laughs her whole belly shakes, and she laughs so hard she really gets going and she looks a little bit like a baby santa claus. I can't believe how much she has grown and changed in the last 3 and a half months and it has been such a joy watching it. Can't wait to see wait the next months have in store... crawling for one (which I can't wait for!) then eventually walking and talking, hopefully she has my sassiness mixed with chris' calmness so she won't be overboard like her mother. But she already is becoming quite the diva, she loves LOVES loves to look at herself in the mirror, and she recently has started to practice different faces in it (I am not kidding ) looks like I am in for it. She also is figuring out her feet, I catch her watching them move and trying to figure out how to get them to do what she wants, she has pretty much mastered this with her hands as well. She also got like a MILLION things for christmas, but you know what her fave present is? A little white stuffed lamb from Kathy and Phil the greats (her great grandparents). Who would've known? She talks to it, hugs it, kisses is, laughs at it....

Purple Short Hair is NOT my look

2009-12-24T11:05:00.001-06:00

So last weekend was my bestie's birthday party. The theme was "Wiggin Out" because we are yet another year older :( Anyway, we all got wigs and rocked them downtown at the Power & Light. Well most everyone. I was super excited for mine, I had been planning out my look for like 2 weeks, I really wanted a purple wig, I have had this purple thing lately, couldn't I have had that phase when I lived in Manhattan and the whole world was purple?! Anyway, my lil sis made a comment that her friend had a purple wig, about shoulder length that I could borrow, I was super excited, got my outfit together, Chris let me wear my christmas present, that I have since refused to put back in the box (I have been sneakily wearing it ALL week) Chris just noticed yesterday.

Anyway, on Saturday night at 7pm Mere came over to do my make up and give me the wig. I pulled it out of the bag and IT WAS DEFINITLEY NOT SHOULDER LENGTH!!! It was well ABOVE the CHIN!! Now, I am the girl who cried for days when my hair stylist cut my hair to my shoulders, how could I ever have hair ABOVE my CHIN!!! See, Mere is a hairstylist and the pics I saw of the wig were shoulder length and curled under, but she had decided to give it a haircut, since the photos!!! AAAGH, it was too late to buy a new one so I just had to suck it up. I wore it for Mindy's sake, can't say it was the most attractive, but it was alot better than Vals: Brett Michaels (or mom shag) or Pegahs: Stripper wig, but then we had Mindy who looked super cute in her pink shoulder length wig or Kelseys wig that looked like her real hair. bitches. Anyway, in order to cope with the hideous little boy hair cut me and my little decided to drink 2 bottles of champagne, and then millions of vodka waters while at the P&L. We did have a blast and I have many hilarious pics to show of the night we all wore wigs to the bars. Which we did get the most dirty looks at Mosaic, Pegah by far got the worst, but it was all in all a great night. Also, another issue of the night, the minute we walked into the P&L this psycho chick came running behind me and mars and starts doing the running man and screaming Ice, Ice, Baby lyrics, mars being the mars tells the girl she is a freak and to get away from us. At this she goes tearing off in front of us, runs, and jacks Mindy in the side, then tackles her to the ground (knocking off her wig) leaving her wig cap exposed, and then starts choking and punching her! It was like a slo-mo nightmare! and of course, it had to be mindy, the bouncers at SharkBar save the day, arrest the psycho, mindy had to file a police report, and then we got to party. but according to my mom this is a growing trend down there, and they are lobbying to keep the bars open til 4am! right this was at like 11 pm, and already everyone there was so drunk they couldn't stand! We still had fun anyway.... clearly you can see by the below shots:

7 am wake-up calls make drinking a WHOLE bottle of champagne not as glam as it once was...

2009-12-18T07:00:00.022-06:00

For my alarm clock, I depend on my little baby Keira, sometimes she wakes me up on time for work, sometimes she is a little late, but I can always depend on her to be awake around 6 - 7:30ish, no matter what day of the week. Unfortunately she has yet to figure out that it is OK to sleep in on Saturdays and Sundays. haha. Anyway last week, Chris let me out of the house, haha like he keeps me locked up or something, but he stayed home with Keira while I went to my best friend Kyle's Fame Holiday Party. Where I brought my own bottle of champagne. I was super excited to be out with my old friends and drink it up like I used to, except that while getting ready for this event, it was quite a long process, i skipped dinner. Not a good idea when you will be drinking, and haven't drank since New Years Eve of 2009!

Needless to say I had quite the interesting night. I got to the party around 10:30, tried to snack on some cheese and crackers, was sort of an annoying mom in the beginning, pulling out millions of pictures of Keira to show off, then Kyle popped my bottle and the drinking began. I had about 3 glasses of my martini & rossi Asti when I started feeling a little tipsy and people really started coming in, I was having a blast. Then I saw him. Bowtie B, Kyle's old roommate from college, me and Bowtie B have a special hatred for one another, a. he was always super rude when me and the girls would come to KState to stay for a visit at KU in Kyles apt, I am sure it was all fueled on jealousy (on his part) he has had a secret crush on Kyle since the beginning, needless to say he was sort of a buzzkill, even more when i saw him chugging on MY bottle of martini & rossi, bc he brought tacky ass Korbel. Then bowtie has the nerve to say to me... "your Kati right? man you look different with dark hair, younger which is good, but different too." I try to ignore and not start a fight in the middle of a HOLIDAY party but seriously? Then bowtie says to me, "So have you been here all night?" Mind you it is 11:15, "yeah since about 10:30, i guess you could say ALL night." Then bowtie says back "Yeah, it looked like you had been hittin the bottle pretty hard when i got here." WHAT?!? I am sure I turned like 90 shades of red and purple, and seriously had it have been 2 years ago, Kyle would've had a serious Jerry Springer fight in the middle of his kitchen. But instead I calmly said, "Really? well I would've liked to have more but some cheap ass has been drinking my bottle of champagne, when they probably bought that lame bottle of Korbel, thinking no one would notice." haha Bowtie. I won that round. Anyway, bowtie left shortly after that and promptly quit drinking my champagne, and switched to wine to try to act like he wasn't the LAME-O who brought sick Korbel. But me and kyle know the real story. and it's not even like Martini and Rossi is super great champagne, or super expensive, it is just the fact that he is so rude it makes me crazy.

Needless to say, I was very roxy that night (my drunk alter ego). However, the next morning I realized why I could never again drink an entire bottle of champagne, then some vodka waters at the Plaza. I got my 7 am wake up call and I felt like I was going to throw up all morning. not to mention the train roaring through my head, all the while having to entertain and take care of my precious.
I have one more holiday party this weekend, my best friend Mindy's 26th bday, and after this bash (that I am sure I will drink WAAAAY too much at) I doubt if I drink again for about 3 or 4 months. my my my how life changes.
*Kati

Roxy, Dryle, and Drindy

After the bottle of champagne

To The Lunch Stealer

2009-12-17T17:45:00.001-06:00

Dear Stealer of my Butternut Squash Ravioli Lean Cusinie,

Why did you do it? I was really looking forward to a delicious and nutritious lunch today, I was saving that particular lunch for Thursday (today) because it is a treat and my favorite lunch. All I have to say is you got some balls to whip that lunch right out of the freezer, in the middle of the office, and eat it!!! What if I had walked into the kitchen and saw you eating it!

What kind of person steals another persons lunch?! Did someone steal their lunch?! I saw my empty box of delicious butternut squash ravioli at the top of the trash can today when I walked in to go eat on my lunch break today and I thought to myself surely that isn't mine. Someone saw mine in the freezer earlier this week, and bought there own, then I saw much to my dismay that it was clearly labeled with my name:( I am pretty sure 2 Kati B's DO NOT work at Reece and Nichols Leawood.

So to that lunch stealer, i hope it was freezer burnt.

*Kati

NEW OBSESSION

2009-12-16T09:50:00.001-06:00

I AM SERIOUSLY OBSESSED!!! THIS IS SO SUPER CUTE, IF MONEY WERE NO OPTION YOU CAN BE SURE THIS WOULD BE MINE!

Oscar de la Renta Calypso and Crystal Bead Bib Necklace with Silk Cords - We're Obsessed - Fashion - Instyle.com

Just one of those days...

2009-12-14T16:40:00.000-06:00

I used to have days like this quite frequently back when I was single and responsibility free, but lately I have been a little more together, with having to plan out my schedule and time with a new baby and all, but this morning I had one of those mornings. You know the kind that you wish that because you had such a crazy morning you could just skip the whole day, go back to sleep and start over the next day, or atleast skip the whole work day and go to the bars for happy hour (not so much for me anymore, but i used to be that way). Anyway, this morning Keira woke me up bright and early at 4:45 am for a bottle. I fed her and she immediately went right back to sleep around 5:15 or so, normally I wouldn't go back to sleep I would just clean until it was time for me to start getting ready, this morning however, I decided the bed was calling me and I went back to sleep :( this is the most dangerous thing for me to do. I usually get up around 6:00 (along with Keira) for her to eat, and then play a little, and then I finally get ready, well today since she got up so early and then went back to sleep I slept until 7am, yes thats right 7AM!!! So i rushed around the house getting ready, got Keira dressed in her sleep, woke Chris up, and ran out the door. Got her to the babysitters, and then went to get my morning diet coke. I was already running late when I got to the gas station but if you know me, I CAN NOT LIVE WITHOUT DIET COKE. So in my rush I spilled my whole drink all over the gas station floor... graceful is not me, then refilled the drink, and ran to the cash register. Of course there is a little old lady in front of me buying Virginia Slims and paying for them in, i kid you not, PENNIES!!! this poor old woman is counting out penny by penny her $5.83 or something in pennies!!! So i make it to work ten minutes late, unacceptable for a Monday morning. Let's just say the day has progressed the same since then... can't wait to go home and love on my lil one (and my hubby too)

Killing Me Softly.

2009-12-11T14:59:00.001-06:00

AOL Radio Top Jams is seriously THE BEST! I have been jammin to great music all day, it is a mix of today's music and jams from jr. high on up. Seriously the memories are flooding through me. My number one memory of Killing Me Softly is, riding to my g-mas with my mom, and the Fugee's version of the song came on and I distinctly remember turning it up and saying it was my new favorite song, and my mom just started laughing and was like... "this is an old song, just remade." It was like a total mind blow to my 6th grade mind, they remade songs?! What?! I had never once in my life considered this possibility. My how life changes.

Diva 'tricks' of the week

2009-12-11T09:22:00.000-06:00

Keira is really growing up lately. She looks more and more like a toddler ( i know she is only 3 months old) but she no longer looks like a scary little baby (you know when they are so small you are afraid you will break them). Anyway, she can hold her head up, smile, ALMOST roll over (she already rolls from her stomach to her back) but now we are working on the reverse, and she loves to talk in her baby language. Lately she has been such a good little baby and has been going to sleep around 10pm and sleeping ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT until around 5:30 or 6 am which is so wonderful. I am crossing my fingers that in a few weeks she doesn't turn into my lil sister. Maura was the best baby ever until she hit around her 3 month age, then she woke up. I'm praying Keira keeps up her angel act and sleeps through the night for the rest of her childhood (haha). Anyway, I snapped a pic of her sleeping the other morning and a few playing on her new play gym ( a christmas gift from GiGi and Papi, but she got it early). She also taught herself how to stick out her lip and pout when she is upset, or can't wait a minute longer for that bottle. She performed this new trick when my mom was watching her the other day, and my mom told me that I am in for it, she is just like me. (i used to practice my pouting face, and how to cry on a dime in front of the mirror for hours as a kid, i guess i was a little bit of a drama queen).

Back in the Day...

2009-12-08T16:58:00.002-06:00

So I have the office to myself this week, my office mate has the whole week off. Lucky. Anyway, because of this I am able to jam to whatever music I choose, which is currently AOL Radio's Top Jams Station. All day I have been having a blast listening to all my current faves, when randomly on came Lloyd Banks' "Karma" which brought me back to my days of blaring all my 50 cent, Lloyd Banks, and many other rap CD's while getting ready in my room at Kappa Delta. Which made remember all the fun my roomies and I had dancing in front of our mirrors, singing, and putting on makeup/doing our hair/getting dressed for our nights out in the 'ville. Oh how I miss those days. Pegs and Jess, I never had more fun living with anyone else! We had so much fun: like our many nights of prank calling, Pegs was always the BEST because she could do impressions and accents, our 'princess' book, and many others. Most of which can not be named because they were oh so devious. I miss you girls and thanks for making my college memories the best! I will never forget our many nights of 'deep' conversations, eating ramen, stealing shirts, and breaking into the snack closet during rush week, and much more.

This is a pic of the original four roomies in Kappa Delta T4!!!

WTF? Holiday PSAs?

2009-12-07T08:27:00.001-06:00

So Chris and I were watching TV lastnight when this creepy Public Service Announcement was shown. It was this creepy guy sitting on a couch (with his legs crossed) looking directly into the camera he said: "Want to get your WOMAN (yes he said woman) something special for the holidays? Schedule her annual PAP SMEAR!!! then he went on to discuss how important pap smears are!! Chris and I just looked at eachother in complete disbelief. We thought it was a terrible joke, we kept waiting for the punchline, but it was a serious PSA!!! Guys here is a tip DO NOT schedule 'your woman' a pap smear for the holidays it is creepy and a private matter!!!

The Most Glam Invention As of Yet...

2009-12-04T12:24:00.001-06:00

Gold Hair Pomade. That says it all. It is my newest obsession of must-haves.

http://www.nylonmag.com/?section=article&parid=3924

Pics that were promised...

2009-11-24T12:42:00.000-06:00

My Lil Sleeping Beauty

Diva-In-Training

Keira after we set up the tree so not happy all the attention wasn't on her

Daddy finally calmed her down

Daddy snapped a picture of us taking a nap after decorating the tree... guess it was a lot of work

Fashionista Debut...

2009-11-19T16:34:00.000-06:00

Keira in her coming home ensemble

Already Posing at 1 month

Showing off one of her new tricks - Smiling

Teeth?! Seriously!?!?!

2009-11-18T10:20:00.004-06:00

So since about the middle of last week the diva has been acting a little out of character. She has been drooling A LOT, eating her hand A LOT, grinding her lil jaws, and been a little extra fussy. All these signs point to teeth to me!!! How can my little 2 month old be getting teeth already!?! I have been looking on countless medical sites about infant teething and it is possible that my lil diva is getting teeth! Here is an even more disturbing fact: Some infants are born with a full set of teeth... eesh like a lil vampire or something. Well if Keira is getting her teeth, at least she is getting them when being a vampire is cool and stylish. PS. don't tell anyone but i have convinced Chris to go see New Moon with me.. can't reveal how i pulled off this miracle, but I am super excited about it!! More in the life of my new lil diva... and pics soon

xoxo

*kati

My Must-Have Purse of the Season... mixes a little bit of leopard, lotta black, and a whole lot of rockstar... a Nordstrom L.A.M.B. exclusive..

2009-11-18T09:45:00.001-06:00

Everyone who knows me, knows my absolute love for ALL things leopard print, except for those cheapy looking leopard print furs (like weirdo plush fleece from JoAnn). Anyway...so for about a few months I have been hinting to Chris that I want a new must have bag for Christmas, he needs a lot of guidance in this department b/c he has no clue that Marc Jacobs isn't just some rando from college, or that Gwen Stefani designs gorgeous must have bags.. he can't tell the difference between my REAL and super expensive L.A.M.B. leopard clutch from my very fake (thanks anyway mom) Dooney and Burke giraffe print hobo (in her defense she just liked the animal print she didn't realize it was a knock-off). Anyway, while me and Keira were on our way out of the mall I thought I would just stop in the handbag department to check to see if there were any sales going on... AND YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT JUMPED OUT AT ME... CALLING ME... SAYING THAT IT HAD TO BE MINE!! The MOST PERFECT medium sized L.A.M.B. bowler you ever did see. It had a perfect shape, fit perfectly under the crook of my arm, had a perfect black background and adorable pink leopard print... just like my clutch except my clutch is perfect summer colors, white, navy, and gold. This is perfect for winter! I couldn't believe my luck. To top it all of the shopgirl told me I should buy it today to get some discount with a Nordies card, here is where the trouble lies. Had I been single, and minus child I would've shelled out immediately NO MATTER THE PRICE, i could go without food/shelter/paying student loans/etc, but now I have a husband who pays the bills and a child who won't go without food/water/shelter in the sake of fashion. So i am saving up my pennies, next week it will be mine. For now I just have to dream, and even after I get her, Chris has to lock it up and save it for Christmas, which I know will make it that much better, but this waiting is absolutely KILLING me!!! However, the fashion gods have spoken and put my ONE MUST HAVE item on super sale so I am able to still be a fashionista on a budget with an ultra trendy purse, and NOT feel guilty for spending the money on it. Man my life has changed SO DRASTICALLY. but I wouldn't change it for all the L.A.M.B. bags in the world.

Patience is so not my thing...

2009-11-16T15:35:00.005-06:00

I am learning that patience is a serious virtue that I really need to gain!! Like IMMEDIATELY. Gone are my days of 'running to the store real quick' or running up to the mall to find a quick outfit for work (or back before Keira) for the night out, or running over to a friends house to visit for a little bit. This was rudely brought to my attention when I went to go visit my friend Katie a few days ago... I just loaded Keira up in her carseat, and I wasn't planning on staying longer than an hour, and drove over to Katie's. Well of course when you are only planning to stay an hour, time flies super fast and then you want to stay and hang out, but of course, silly me I left the diaper bag at home (b/c i was just running out for a few)... anyway I get to Katie's and I am there maybe 15 min (mind you I had just changed Keira's diaper and fed her before we left) and she immediately goes to the bathroom... this is my luck. Yet when I lug the diaper bag into quick Wal-Mart or Target runs, even 2 hour expeditions (yes 2 hours is an expedition with a 2 month old) I NEVER NEED IT!!! I am talking NOT ONCE does the princess need her diaper changed, need a pacifier, a bib, a burp cloth NOTHING!!! But the minute I decide to leave it at home for convenience... it is desperately needed. From now on I must remember NO MATTER WHAT ALWAYS pack the diaper bag, the extra 3 bottles (you never know I could get stuck somewhere for that long) and lots of extra clothes... even if it does require me to slow down and hopefully i am granted some Patience in the near future!!

Tis the Season...

2009-11-16T14:22:00.003-06:00

So I have been on a quest for a Christmas tree for this year, I've always wanted a perfectly (and when I say perfect I mean matchy matchy) christmas tree. Everything decorated in the same color scheme, including garland, ornaments, ribbon, and star topper. Thankfully, Chris lets me decorate however I want so I didn't get any complaints from him and I got to choose the color scheme, ornaments, etc. I am also planning next week on buying our new matching family stockings... I am going to go on this trip alone so i can get the adorable leopard ones that I know he will fight with me about at the store. Anyway, for this year we got a smallish 6 1/2 foot tree (its barely as tall as Chris but then so are our ceilings) with beautiful chocolate and gold ornaments to match our living room decor. As we started putting up the Christmas tree I got so excited for Keira's first Christmas, it just brought me back to my childhood and how much I loved decorating the tree. From about ages two to seven I would wrap myself up in the gold garland my mom used for our tree, throw on a pair of my mom's high heels, boots or shoes I loved them both, and pretend I was dressing up for a fancy dance or party. (I have been a glam girl from the beginning) and I just can't wait until my lil diva can have fun like this. I dressed Keira up in the garland just for pictures sake eventhough she can't pretend just yet! Next year though hopefully she will get more enthused about the Christmas decorating... this year she cried through most of it, and then acted scared of the tree when me and Chris posed for pics in front of it, but me and Chris still had fun. More xmas decorating to come i am sure... and pictures!

xoxo

The fountain of youth and energy... DIET COKE

2009-11-12T15:54:00.003-06:00

So I am from my previous posts, or if you know me even a little bit, you know I LOVE LOVE LOVE diet coke, almost as much as the Dad in My Big Fat Greek Wedding loves Windex. It serioulsy works for everything... lately I have been missing out on some precious hours of beauty sleep (i used to go to bed around 11 jump out of bed around 7 and manage to rush getting ready and to work by 8 if i took a shower the night before) now I not only have to dress and get myself ready... i have my lil pumpkin, who can't go without breakfast, can't pick out her own clothes, or do her own hair, etc. Now even with a night shower, I am usually up around 5 or 5:30 to feed my princess, who then promptly goes back to sleep, get myself together and get her stuff organized, then wake her up (sometimes she does this on her own) get her dressed, and then off the babysitters, then me and chris off to work. Because of this I consume EXTREME amounts of Diet Coke. It is really quite disgusting, but it is the only thing that gets me through the day, a constant fountain of the greatest stuff on earth (sorry snapple but Diet Coke is the real thing.) Anyway, I was sitting at work today (mind wandering) and I realized that I don't remember the last time I drank actual water (this is scary) and I think it was the week i tried breast feeding... it didn't last long (painful and inconvient) and Keira is doing MUCH better since switching and I don't cry every 2 hours and I get to drink as much Diet Coke as I want. Anyway... as I was willing myself to get up and go get a diet coke from the kitchen at work, i came to that sickening realization of not having the slightest clue when I last drank a glass of water and thinking that i really should get that instead, but guess what... I walked straight past the water cooler and right into the kitchen for a diet coke and it was the most delicious drink ever (even better than my old usual vodka water) but hey I figure there is water in diet coke, so i should be ok. But if not oh well, at least I always had energy, was able to look glamourous and awake (due to extreme amounts of caffeine) and a had a good taste in my mouth.

My little diva

2009-11-04T10:53:00.002-06:00

So after 24 hours of labor, 2 epidurals (b/c of course I can never have anything go perfectly EVER), and an emergency C-Section, my precious little bit was born on September 16,2009 at 10:29pm. Absolutely NOTHING can prepare you for how much your life changes after your baby is born. I never felt such an overwhelming love and constant worry and concern to make sure they are doing ok. I love her so much it is scary. She was born weighing in at 8lbs 1oz and measuring 19" long and looking just like her mama, and a little like her daddy too. She has an amazing caramel skin tone with beautiful violet eyes (yes they really look violet most of the time) and tons of jet black hair. I just recently took her to the doctors before I went back to work and at 6 weeks she is quite a butterball, she is up to 13lbs and close to 23 inches, hopefully she gets a lil of her daddy's height.

Anyway, I am so ecstatic to finally have her here, the most recent thing she has learned is to smile and laugh. She smiles everytime i kiss her cheek and it just makes my heart melt. She also laughs at funny noises, kisses, and tickles. She is amazing.

Perfect Homecoming Ensemble

2009-09-02T14:53:00.002-05:00

So, I have been searching and searching the racks and the internet for the absolutely perfect homecoming outfit for my lil bit, and much to my dismay nothing seems to really be jumping out at me... you know how when you find that one outfit, that you just HAVE TO HAVE, no matter WHAT, that is what I have been searching hi and lo for for the past few months. None have measured up to my standards, i hope this is not a sign of things to come in the future as well :(
I have been obsessed with all things fashion and clothes for as long as I can remember, I was the five year old who was actually excited to get dresses or any kind of clothes for her birthday or Christmas, and I hope to pass this along to my lil nugget. I remember vividly the outfit that I picked for my lil sis' homecoming, a light blue dress with yards of frills and lace... it looked just like a little doll's dress and I LOVED IT!!! Had I left it up to my mom, she would've been dressed in what I had the unfortunate displeasure of wearing home... a purple sweatsuit?! Really mom?! She claims this was all the rage back in good old 1984, somehow I feel she is mistaken... anyway, I don't wish this humilation on my lil bit so I have decided to make her the absolute CUTEST homecoming outfit EVER...
DRUM ROLL PLEASE...

Lil Keira will be debuting herself in a super cute leopard print onesie and a hot pink and white ballerina skirt (designed and sewn by yours truly) and the cutest lil socks w/ ballerina shoes printed on them (from Nordies compliments of her auntie B) and to tie the outfit all together she will be sportin a hot pink headband complete with a bow.

Pics coming soon... now if she would only make her appearance...

xoxoxo

Kati

Keira's Princess Room

2009-08-31T17:12:00.003-05:00

Baby Fashionista Car Seat Cover

2009-08-31T17:11:00.002-05:00

Made with TLC for my lil peanut...

2 weeks to go... I AM DONE

2009-08-31T16:47:00.004-05:00

So the countdown is 13 days and I am so ready to be done it isn't funny. I can no longer sleep, Chris says that you can't talk to me after 10 pm, and I can't even think about laying down without taking a bath with the baby's night-time bubble bath. It's sick I know, but I have already tapped into the baby's soap supply and can't stop until this pregnancy is OVER. It seriously is like crack, it is the ONLY thing that helps me fall asleep at night!
I know everyone says to rest while you can and enjoy the peace and quiet, but truthfully I am done waiting and I just can't wait for the little bit to be here. I want to hold her and see her and touch her. I am just so impatient and this has seemed like the longest 9 months of my entire life!!!!
On a more positive note, I am done with the room and I couldn't be happier, I found my animal print bedding, all the furniture came together perfectly and I finished my car seat cover so she can ride in style!

ITALIAN ICE... MY NEW OBSESSION

2009-08-14T11:52:00.002-05:00

Nothing cools you down on a pregnant hot summer day like Luigi's Real Italian Ice. It is the best food ever, especially the lemon flavor. I have never been so HOT in my entire life as I have been this summer, I hope to never again be super pregnant in June, July, or August, but if I am at least I have lemon ice to help get me through:)

Road Rage and Pregnancy makes for an interesting mix

2009-07-31T11:47:00.002-05:00

I have a serious road rage problem, I always have, and since being pregnant, it has gotten SIGNIFICANTLY worse. I have noticed for the past three days in a row now, no matter where I drive I get behind or around an IDIOT! Now, these people might actually be driving perfectly fine, b/c anyone who rides in my car is usually bracing for their life, putting thier feet down on the imaginary breaks in the passenger seat, or if it's Chris telling me to watch out for everything, and when to brake, and moving around all my trash that I acumulate in my car. Thankfully, he drives more often then me, and no one else seems to be followed or surrounded by psychotic drivers. Here are my problems with drivers on the road currently:
1. Just because you put your signal on to get over doesn't mean you have a free pass to get over whenever you feel like it!!! This guy (a missouri driver) put his signal on to get over, when i was right in the middle of his car length, and he just flies over into my lane, practically taking out my whole entire front end, then proceeds to drive AS SLOW AS POSSIBLE and if that weren't enough, sit in the right hand turn lane during a green arrow, and the red light, and the next green arrow. I am sure b/c i had the nerve to honk at him!
2. Stop signs do NOT equal Stop lights, i have to go through 3 four way stops on my way to and from work and at least twice a week I am stuck behind some crazy who i swear is waiting on a green light, and then when they realize they have missed about 20 turns to go, they step on the gas and almost kill everyone in the intersection b/c they went out of turn (what is this?)
3. Not driving the speed limit. This is something I seriously have NO PATIENCE for, why on earth would you drive any slower than the speed limit?!?! Especially in the left lane?! I like to drive about 10 over, and I have no clue why you wouldn't want to get somewhere as fast as you could. Again, this could just be me, because I am usually always late for absolutely everything.

Anyway,

This was my rant for the day. I am sure I will have much more after this weekend, me and Chris are moving into our new house!!! Yay!

xoxox
*Kati

49 Days Left....

2009-07-27T19:59:00.003-05:00

The end is approaching and I couldn't be any more excited! I currently have a heel permanently lodged either in the dead center of the top of my belly (like right in my clevage, not joking in the slightest) or under my left rib. I think she is trying to break out and it is SOOO uncomfortable... and all I can think about is 49 days until I can taste a DIET COKE!!!
Chris thinks that after I am done being prego I won't even like the taste of Diet Coke anymore, but I am seriously dying for it, I mean it did use to be my number one source of hydration, not kidding even a little bit. No matter what time of day... Diet Coke was the first thing I would think of to drink, it is like my water.
Anyway, 49 days until the little bit comes and even though I CAN NOT wait to drink my Diet Coke, I am getting a lil worried about the whole labor thing, pain just really isn't my thing, and I am afraid I will turn into the exorcist and just be a raging animal for the whole thing :( But after all that nonsense, I can't wait to see my lil kiki (my sis really hates this nickname) but i love every nickname in that genre, I secretly still want to name her Rocsi (but everyone thinks it sounds like a stripper I think it sounds adorable.) I would also love to name her Zsa Zsa, Gigi (or a name that goes with GiGi) or the best of all Coco, but Chris is like an iron fist and will not allow it... at least i still get to call her Kiki.
We move into our new townhome this Saturday and I can't wait to get all the baby and wedding presents unwrapped. Seriously, I have been dying to use all the great new wedding gifts and they have just been boxed up in storage calling to me, I must be going through the nesting phase. I have already decorated everything I possibly can before we get settled, except painting the crib, which Chris vetoed, eventhough I think a white crib is waaaay cuter than a boring old oak wood one. He might change his mind once he sees all the baby furniture together. (keep your fingers crossed)
On the leopard front, I found leopard print infant sheets at USA BABY, which will be purchased IMMEDIATELY!!! I also FINALLY found leopard print baby bedding that is acceptable and I can't wait to get it!!! Also, I made a leopard print car seat cover trimmed with pink ribbon (it is the most adorable thing ever, I can't wait to show it off with her in it!)

More to come... after I finally get my life organized and moved into the new casa :)

Can't Wait!! The only nesting I have been able to do so far is clean my office.haha.

xoxox

*Kati

Pregnant = insomnia + bad clothes + cranky kati

2009-07-07T00:23:00.005-05:00

So up until this week I was doing pretty great through out my pregnancy. I was never sick, never uncomfortable, smells didn't bother me, it was pretty much life the same as always minus the drinks and my body was expanding rapidly. This week, marks the turn to hell. I feel so huge, I can barely stand it, I can't sleep because I am hot NO MATTER WHAT. Seriously our bedroom is like 45 degrees and I still kick off the covers, and to top it all off maternity clothes just DO NOT cut it for me. I feel like I am shopping at Wal-Mart but paying GAP prices. Seriously, the clothes are hideous, why don't buyers get a clue and realize that when you have a ginormous baby belly you absolutely DO NOT want ruffles anywhere on your body! Nor do you want itchy wal-mart fabric pants or anything that makes you look like a grandma/infant at the same time. I officially hate all maternity stores.

I have resorted to only wearing dresses in regular size clothing, which is fine, but annoying that you can't buy a decent prego shirt ANYWHERE. To top this all off i have a serious case of insomnia, all i want to do is lay down and sleep next to my hubby, but I can't i get all fidgety and restless, then i keep him up... it is just not good. All in all, I am COUNTING down the days until lil Keirah can just get on out and cause me a different kind of insomnia and days of fashion woes. Currently I am cranky, hot, uncomfortable, and absolutely NOT looking forward to August.

That is all for now,

xoxox
kati

So one year later, I have found my "sole" mate and am expecting a lil diva in September....

2009-07-03T13:30:00.002-05:00

So, almost a year later, and it seems like on my last post, I knew where my life was heading. The previous post was inspired by my husband!!! Who would've thought that last year when we reunited (on this exact day July 3rd) we would already be married and bringing a new little bundle of joy into this world?! Well obviously Chris was and still is just like my favorite pair of wedges, which I haven't been able to wear all summer due to swollen feet. Oh the sacrifices I am making :). Anyway, this has definitely been a whirl wind year, and I have been neglecting my stalkers for an entire year!! Well to catch you up a bit, Chris and I got back together around the fourth last year, then I left my glamourous KC life and headed to the sticks to move in with my one and only. We had a super cute bungalow in Manhattan that I absolutely adored. I had my own personal dressing room and sewing room, chris had his "office." And life was more than perfect! Chris proposed in December, and wanted to get married at the courthouse immediately, but I just kept thinking how much I really wanted that "white dress." Then, in January we found out I was prego, so we decided not to hold off on the wedding planning anymore. In Febuary I got offered the marketing manager position at my old office (where I used to be a lowly assistant) and me and Chris made another crazy move back to the city! YES! YES! YES! It's hard to believe how much you miss 'a city' not a little cowtown. We made it back to KC in March, we found out the baby was a little girl... and definitely a diva, in April. We had a small wedding ceremony in May which was a dream come true. Then at the end of May we held our wedding reception!!! Which was fabulous minus I couldn't enjoy all the wonderful sangria, champagne, and beer:( but C definitely enjoyed it for the both of us. Now we are just getting prepared for the little one in September. I can't wait, and don't you worry, I have picked out as much leopard and pink as possible! Just can't wait to meet her...

More next time...

xoxoxo

Kati

So men are a little like shoes.... here's why

2008-07-06T22:32:00.002-05:00

So I came across a little quote today that i can't believe how very true it is.... "Men are like shoes. The ones you fall for aren't always the ones you can live with." But to add to that quote I think that once you find that very favorite pair of shoes (the ones you absolutely CAN'T live with out) the ones that no matter how dirty/raggedy/broken/uncomfortable they get you patch them/fix them up/add some dr. scholls for a little extra comfort just so you can still keep them around. That in a way is like the man that you choose to be your forever. I have had boyfriends (like certain pairs of shoes) that are great for a couple seasons, absolutely perfect and you want to wear them as much as you possibly can, sure they might be a little painful, but you still love 'em. Yet eventually you seem to grow out of them, they seem less appealing, nothing really changed about them but your style sort of changed and you eventually grow apart from them. Much like boyfriends. But there is always that one pair of shoes that no matter how long or how uncomfortable or how raggedy they get you still love them, and know you can always drag them out to match whatever outfit you dreamed up. For me this particular pair of shoes I bought at a random boutique down on 39th St. in Kansas City by the famed Missie B's bar. (however legend goes that I bought them at a random estate sale in Leawood from an old woman who never got the chance to wear them... a lady named Sylvia... and to this day everytime I dust them off and put them on my mom exclaims... Oh Sylvia's Cruisewear is makin it's debut of the season) See I dreamed up this little story bc at the time I had just graduated highschool and was spending my graduation money like water... mostly on clothes (I had and still have a serious shopping addiction). Anyway I wasn't allowed to be shopping for anything other than college dorm room essentials... and at least I had good intentions for that if i found these beautiful wedges at an estate sale instead of the trendy boutique that they came from. Anyway back to the point, I had no idea when I first purchased these wonderful wedges the love affair that I would have with them. I have had them for six WONDERFUL years, and I have glued, reglued, and re-soled these shoes (a lot more recently) and no matter what happens with my Sylvia's Cruisewear, I will wear them proudly because they are my one true love in shoes. They are the most comfortable and will always be the most perfect pair of shoes that I have ever and will ever own. Sort of like one specific man in my life. Sure we've had our SERIOUS ups and downs ( much like the rips and broken pieces of my shoes) but we've so far always managed to patch up our problems, and glue ourselves back together. Much like you put your favorite shoes in the closet, maybe even forget about them for a little bit, you always manage to dust them back off and realize how much they mean to you and remember how much you love them, and why you fell in love with them in the first place. I hope this makes a little bit of sense... i know it really does to me. And I know that I can always fix anything as long as I continue to love and care for it.

xoxox
Kati*

Apparently b/c I can't stand self-help books my life has become somewhat of a SOAP OPERA

2008-03-19T20:56:00.007-05:00

So my BF "M" recently started reading this book called The Secret... and she and many of my other friends SWEAR that it will change your life. Now being the person I am I ABSOLUTELY positively HATE 'self-help' or advice books of ANY kind!!! I know in some ways it is kind of ignorant, but I kinda feel like I can figure life out on my own and i don't really need some 'expert' who probably really isn't an expert at all share secrets with me about how to live my life. I feel like I am doing a pretty damn good job of it on my own. Nevertheless, I have listened to some of the 'secrets' M has learned from this book and sometimes when she tells me them I sort of laugh to myself and think... Isn't that just basic instinct?... well for me at least. For example, one of the secrets is to always think positive, the universe doesn't understand negatives. AKA if you are always thinking you are going to walk to the mailbox and get a bill you will... or if you are always thinking NO MORE BILLS... you will get bills. And if you think positively (for example in my life If I think I am gonna sell a lot today... you will) This actually proved to be true when I actively thought positively and wanted to really sell I did, yet I already practiced this.... and I wonder seriously do you need a book to tell you to think positively?!?! Shouldn't that just be something you are wired to do?! Apparently this isn't everyone. That sort of baffles me a little, but people really fascinate me how differently we are all wired to think and react.
Another 'self-help' book which i VEHEMENTLY boycotted was the He's Just Not That Into You book by that asshole guy who wanted to 'advise' all the desperate women of the world. PLEASE. I have done absolutely fine in relationships without that stupid book and most girls who have read it, are seriously screwed up from it and are WAY too afraid to act or be themselves around guys specifically because of that stupid book. ANNOYING.
I guess you could really chalk my intolerance for 'self-help' or 'self-improvement' books could be chalked up to my good old fashioned Irish blood which coarses with horrific stubbornness and the idea that everything we think or believe is absolutely TRUE... which I will admit. I am very much like this, I hate to recieve advice... yet I LOVE TO GIVE IT, and you might as well be talking to a mirror when trying to give some to me, because I will ALWAYS and I MEAN ALWAYS do whatever I want, even if it means learning things the hard way. Which is probably why my life is somewhat like a soap opera, but i am happy in my soap opera life, and no matter what any stupid self-help books say.... It really is a perfect way to live....
****XOXO*******
Kati

I should seriously use my life experiences for soap opera material... and I am NOT kidding.

2008-02-07T13:16:00.000-06:00

So this week has been quite an interesting one to say the least. I have been sort of playing the field, flirting with boys and what not since the break-up, but I have DEFINITLY not entered into a relationship! Anyway, I have been able to juggle a few without any of them finding out until recently. I went to my fave bar where I may or may not have been chatting with an employee, last thursday. Well, everything is going well, until another love interest shows up. AHHHH, I already had to play this event off the week before and did a pretty good job of it, but this time was entirely different! And ended up in a trainwreck by the end of the night. So... it all started when i was chatting away to (we will call him) X when all of the sudden Y walks in behind me.. I turn around and casually say hi, and then turn back to talking to X. At about this time, I decide to go back to the regular bar area to find Mindy, as I walk towards the bar I see Y chatting with another girl, and buying her a drink. This drives me nuts, bc i really do like Y a lot... so I turn to Mindy for advice, she tells me to go up to the bar and buy a drink then give a long a hard look a Y, I try this trick, nothing... so then i take matters into my own hands and go over to chat with X. This trick works as soon as i make my way back over to Mindy.. Y comes right to my side. I talk to him for a little and then decide this is really getting to stressful so I tell mindy I am going to go wait for her in the car. I start to leave, when I see X and tell him I am leaving and goodbye... he says he is going to walk me to me car... so he is behind me when I walk out (apparently Y is also behind him and hears him say to one of the bouncers I am gonna get some I'll be back)... well we get out to the back patio and out the gate when I get a phone call from Y, so naturally I answer... and he is like Kati, you have to get back in here, you need to come talk to mindy, and you didn't say bye to her... so i turn around to go back in.. Y is waiting on the patio... X is right behind me... AHHHHH I am screaming in my head mentally... on the outside I am trying to act normal. SO i just walk inside and leave x and y bythemselves... we get inside and Y tells me what he heard X say... at this point I am livid with X and want nothing to do with him. So I stay inside, get another drink and ignore him. Eventually he tries to figure out what is going on, Y wants me to walk out back with him, but i don't really want to rub everything in X's face so I tell him i am walking out the front. Then Y gets mad, whatever... I can't deal with the drama anymore so i did what i wanted and walked out the front. Only to find Y waiting at the car for me... interesting. We get in a lil spat and he drives me and mindy home. From there I get a call from X, I didn't feel like talking about everything so I just told him I would call him in the morning, when I wake up I see a text from X... that reads: I'm not stupid even though I may look it. Don't bother calling me back... Interesting, I call anyway to set him straight that he isn't my boyfriend and can't really be all that mad at me. I haven't heard from him since. Y is also mad I believe... who knows really with him? we are constantly pulling nonsense like this on eachother... but anyway..unfortunately now i cannot return to my fave bar... b/c i am likely to get kicked out or something even more crazy will happen... it really sucks and my only advice is to NEVER like a boy that works at your fave night spot! keep on a crush basis ONLY!!!!
*Kati

But I'm PRETTY?!?!.....

2008-02-07T13:00:00.000-06:00

So I was inspired to write this blog b/c I am reading this kind of crazy book about all sorts of different characters but one of them is this girl who is dating a boy who has a sort of stuttering problem and she ends up falling in love with him, and makes him start taking speech classes and sort of like constantly improving him... and starts to seriously smother and mother him. He ends up going away on a trip and falling in love with another woman, who is MUCH less unattractive and he confesses to his girlfriend that he is in love with someone else and that he is planning on asking her to marry him, and all the "pretty" girl can say is that but she's so unattractive... once you come back to town you will realize what you are missing and come back to me. He even though he assures her he won't she won't let it go. This caused me to pause and reflect on my past life experiences. For example, my ex boyfriend in college... when I found out he was cheating on me... it was with a girl who was seriously HIDEOUS... i know that sounds so shallow and so awful for me to say, but it was seriously true. And I remember me and all my girlfriends thinking... but you're so pretty how could he break-up with you for her? like she doesn't even know how to do her hair, etc... And I know me and my girls aren't the only ones doing this. We aren't seriously that stuck up that we think everyone is beneath us. And it is a sickening fact that we are constantly always thinking, But I'm prettier, how could this happen?!?! I know its shallow and stupid and obviously there is a reason I think in my case (actually I know in my case) it was b/c I couldn't AND WOULDN'T be controlled and (the ex which we will call C) didn't know how to act in a relationship where i didn't do everything he said, but when it first happened all I could dwell on was that I was pretty... and she wasn't instead of the real factors of what went wrong in the relationship. I tend to do this and use this excuse a lot instead of probably what really went wrong, and it is seriously sickening that it took me reading a stupid romance novel to realize how stupid I've sounded for the past 5 years. Anyway, I am currently writing this blog to wake-up other girls to this, and to make sure that I never use that stupid line again. B/C i knew exactly how that character in the book felt, and it is seriously so conceited it is gross and I never have thought of myself as that way before. I mean of course I have self-confidence, but you know what i mean... Anyway, I just thought that was pretty interesting and wanted to share.
xoxo
Kati

"If I weren't perpetually 10 minutes late, would my life be totally different?"- Carrie Bradshaw... This is so my life...

2008-01-31T16:44:00.000-06:00

So yesterday as I was facebooking at work I came across this very thought provoking quote... and it seriously got me to wondering how different my life would be if I wasn't perpetually late. I probably would have been a lot less annoying to all my boyfriends, promising to be over at a certain time and usually not showing up until about 1/2 hour to an hour late. It wasn't that I didn't want to go, or see them, I just have really I mean REALLY poor time management skills. I even have this problem when it comes time to paying bills, planning trips, saving money, etc. For example, I had been planning my new years trip to Minneapolis for like a month and a half, and suddenly the NIGHT before I left I realized all these last minute things I had to do, like a. do laundry so I could actually have some decent clothes, b. pack, c. go shopping for a new years dress (which didn't happen until new years and that was a total disaster) d. buy an adapter for my iPod so i could have some music...which i probably bought the worlds worst radio adapter so the whole ride up me and b were constantly moving the iPod and adapter all over the car trying to get reception. Anyway... back to my original thought... I seriously think that if I wasn't always late for everything how different would my life be? I know I wouldn't always be finding myself in the crazy prediciments that I currently find myself in constantly... I wouldn't always be in such a rush that I miss everything... anyway just a lil thought! More later
xoxo
*kati

Clumsy = so me....

2008-01-14T13:06:00.000-06:00

So my girl B has been saying for awhile now that Fergie's song 'Clumsy' is so me.. and I have always been like... I have no clue what you are talking about... i have never heard that song. Well I finally heard, and actually i have heard it a few million times, i just never knew the name of the song... anyway it is so true. I really do act like fergie in that song and it has recently become one of my new faves. I guess i never really listened to the words, but it is so true... that i am one of those (sometimes fortunate, but sometimes unfortunate) girls that breaks up and falls back in love quickly. The unfortunate part of this is...
a. i am waaay to trusting at times (which means that sometimes i believe guys bc i want them to be a certain way) aka i live in a dreamworld if i really like someone
b. i fall quick and i fall hard (according to K this is bc i am a pisces.. .which apparently is the most complicated sign of all)
but fortunately... i have become a little bit smarter about guys than i used to be, and i have grown up a tiny bit in the relationship department... so we will see how this develops
I also have a horrible tendency to never follow anyone elses advice when it comes to relationships and dating. I always ALWAYS follow only my heart... and never really my head... which at times is great but at times is really terrible. And i am also really good at overlooking all obstacles in my way and dreaming of the perfect relationship beyond that. I guess i am just a dreamer... completely unpractical... and i rarely ever see things in black and white.
Anyway... i think i am just going to see where all of this takes me and hopefully my life will work out.?!
But I am currently enjoying every minute of '08!
*kati

On the way to a more fit, less gossipy, less flaky, more directed ME in 08!

2008-01-05T13:39:00.001-06:00

Since it is January and everyone has to make new year's resolutions i guess i will make a few myself, bc despite what i think, i most certainly am NOT perfect. So lets see... RESOLUTIONS:
a. I resolve to actually go to the gym and put the money i am spending on it to good use. ---seriously i need people to help me on this one since K seems to have ditched me at the gym and i have been stuck going by myself :( never fun...
b. I resolve to try to not gossip as much, i know it is absolutely terrible, but i am a bit of a gossip.
c. I resolve to call people back when i say i am going to. I am terrible at this one, and i know people think i am really flaky for it, but i really do forget to call people, i have the thought, and then i get preoccupied and my intentions just fly out the window. its horrible. This resolution might also pose a problem with my previous resolution bc when i call people i usually tend to gossip about others, but i guess i can't be perfect all the time. right? anyway...next...
d. I resolve to try to be less of a drama queen. This is going to be a big step for me and i am really going to have to work on it. But i have been doing pretty well for the past 5 days... minus my lil bit of a drama-capade in minneapolis. sorry b.
e. I resolve to start making my plans and applying to make-up school in Cali, so i can get the heck out of ks. Although it will be sad to leave all my friends and family. ks just isn't for me.

Well i think that is a pretty good list, i am sure there is soooo much more that i could be resolving but i will leave that all for next year.

xoxo
*kati

Hailed a cab, wiped out on the downtown street, and met some cute band boys...

2008-01-03T12:52:00.000-06:00

So my trip to Minneapolis for New Years was quite an interesting adventure. B and I left for the long trek around 9:30 Saturday morning. Finally on the road after a. i forgot my sunglasses at home and had to turn around, b. got gas, and c. remembered to change the cds in the back so we could have some good tunes other than my iPod. The beginning of the trip started off a little boring... we were definitly dreading the 7 hours in the car... however it got better with a little car dancing and listening to some of our highschool mixes. I am sure we looked real cool driving and dancing all over the place, but we had fun. Then we stopped in Des Moines to eat a little mickey d's... while i was enjoying my cheeseburger, i seriously had two bites before i tragically bit into a hard piece. omg seriously? this would only happen to me... anyway after I spit it back out to see what it was me and b came to the DISGUSTING conclusion that it was a tiny shard of bone... which immediately made me flash back to scenes from that new movie with Johnny Depp... Sweeny Todd.. and you can only imagine what i was thinking... disgusting meat pies made of humans little to say that was the last bite i took and i am not sure if i can bring myself to ever eat there again. I don't enjoy bone burgers. anyway... i brushed it off, like i needed all those calories anyway. So back on the road and we finally made it to Minneapolis 6 1/2 hours later. not bad. i guess i might be a little bit of a speed demon. anyway, we get to my sis' apt, she was at work so me and b jumped right into getting ready to go, still no plans or any idea where in downtown minneapolis we would end up, our first destination was my sis' work, the local. We ate dinner and then continued to drink...and drink. my sis ordered me a drink called something crazy but it was a mix of jameson, something?, and cranberry juice. lethal for me. whiskey for me always equals crazy kati. B was feeling a little ill but she did try to keep up with me. later we decided to try out the rest of the bar scene not knowing really what we would find we wound up at a bar called brits. it was fun, there was a hot bald bartender, but that was about the extent of the fun for that bar. so we tried to walk somewhere else but b's throat was killing her and i really hate HATE to walk in the cold, so we turned back and wound back up at the local w/ my sis. I had a grand old time chatting and making up different stories about eachother. late into the night after many rum and diets, and jamesons, a boy asked me if i wanted to go to the kissing room... i was like.. yes a NEW BAR lets go right now!!!! b glares at me like are you serious?! death stares... and then proceeds to tell me it is some sick room in the back on the way to the bathrooms where people go to you know... so then i was like NO nevermind i thought it was a different bar... what a creep please. seriously again, something that would only happen to me. Anyway we ended up back at home around 3:30 am... the next day i left b to sleep while me and my sis enjoyed a great lunch of vietnamese and then me, b, dahli, and her boy toy randy all went to see Juno. This was such a great i highly reccommend it. I laughed the entire movie. Next we went to dinner at my aunt priscilla's house to see the fam. I got to see my cousins new lil baby wyatt and chat with everyone, so that was really great. When we got home dahli and b napped while i tried to be patient and watch a lil tv before steppin out. Patience is not a virtue that i was blessed with so this was a very trying task. but i managed ok. so then we went out to a bar that was supposed to be having a couple dj's and a dance party. the dance party consisted of 3 strange-o's dancing, but that bar did make great martini's so we a had a few and then moved on to dahli's regular bar grumpy's downtown. which was interesting. me and b definitly stuck out in that crowd but it was still a great time. we then decided to go eat a little mexican food at 2 am.. at a little hole in the wall restuaraunt down the street from dahlis house. so we had to walk. by this time i am seriously over walking in -20 degree weather, but i didn't complain, well only a little. so dahli and b are seriously spped walking to the restauraunt and i am taking my sweet time, and i warn them that i hope i don't get stolen as they make it to the restauraunt and go inside without me. as soon as the words come out of my mouth a man appears from the shadows down the street and says... hey beautiful where are you going? come back and talk to me! why do guys think that girls will actually turn around to this? yes. please can i? seriously so i continue to walk and say no thanks i am just going to eat w/ my sister. he proceeds to follow me into the restaurant and when he sees that yes i am with people asks the waitress a strange question looks at me and smiles and then leaves. once again only me. b and dahli are cracking up at this point and b says seriously? you pick up a guy where ever you go. i am not amused. the next day we go shopping at the mall of america (or moa as minnesotans call it) b was less than happy (she hates malls and would have much rather spent the day sledding, or sliding if you are minnesotan) sometimes i wonder how we are friends.? anyway... i of course went shopping for the perfect dress, and talked myself out of the one i wanted and bought one that i ended up hating and will incidentally probably never wear, which was a whole other debacle. After shopping til we could drop we swung by my aunt priscillas again for a little chat, some rc, some potato chips, and french onion dip. then we were back off to get ready for dinner and new years. After trying on the entire contents of my suitcase, i finally settled on a dress that i less than loved, but it was far better than the horrible silver mistake of a dress that i bought at forever 21. and we were off to the 112 eatery where we dined on cheeseburgers and champagne. interesting mix i know. then we were off to first avenue, where we enjoyed a concert by brother ali, a pretty great rapper, and me a b tried to consume as much alcohol as humanly possible, and danced the night away with dahli and all her friends. towards the end of the night we were so ready to go home, we seriously were the last people in first ave minus the workers and the band, and dahli keeps assuring me that the 'car' is coming to pick us up, and i say why don't we just go out and get a cab. she says there is no way i will get one on new years, they will all be full, so at this challenge i run out the back door of the club and seriously the minute i stick my hand up a cab come screeching to my rescue. i pound on the door to let them know i got one. ha. and run towards the cab. this is where i wipe out on a sheet of ice, first fall of the new year. of course. but manage to make it fine into the cab, just a little scrape and a run in my hose. but at this point nothing can dampen my night. we get home and have a little dance party before we finally decide to collapse and get a little shut eye before the long drive home. we had a great night to ring in the new year, minus b's half dollar size blisters on the balls of her feet from her boots, and my minor clothing crisis.

Holidays are always interesting... this year is no exception...

2007-12-26T16:09:00.000-06:00

So this year, as usual my mom had christmas eve at our house, and my aunt had christmas day at hers. Christmas Eve was full of fun present opening and family games like white elephant and all sorts of other games, like dominoes, etc. Anyway.. this year was quite eventful, ending last night in a semi highschool reunion at a local bar called Tanners. I went there with my usual posse, B, M, and (B's old roommate C). B and I have gone to school together since we were in 3rd grade, so basically we know all of the same people, and i felt a little bad for M and C bc they got sucked into all the highschool gossip and catchups for the evening. And i will say i did find out quite a bit of interesting gossip and it was so great to see all those people again. This is what I love most about the Holidays seeing people that you don't get to see for a long time! It's so great to reunite with everyone. So all in all I would say that I had quite a great holiday. Me and J are trying the whole "friends" thing and I am finding it very interesting, i think he is having a little bit of a hard time that I seem to be doing relatively well from the break-up, and for a guy who was always complaining about having to talk on the phone, he sure seems to be calling me a lot. interesting... I'm not quite sure what to make of this "friends" thing but I guess I will try it out for now. Um lets see... oh i am currently obsessed with this new song be Chrisette Michelle called "Be Ok" it is pretty much my current theme song and I absolutely LOVE IT.
Well lets see I leave for Minneapolis in 3 days and I am pretty excited, i got my new iPod for xmas and I have been downloading music furiously for the trip. I don't think i really have any great stories.... I haven't really been going out to crazily lately, which is interesting for me. Last Thursday I went a dinner party for one of my dad's relatives (his dad's cousin) whatever that makes her to me... and she will be 100 years old this August, and we had an amazing dinner and she stayed up and chatted with us until close to midnight. She had so many great stories and she was sooo interesting.
I am sure there will be many more interesting stories after this Thursday... P is back in town and so is my girl T so I am sure Thursday night will be quite interesting! I can't wait!
Much more Later
xoxo
*Kati
ps. i am currently snacking on the greatest treat in the world... Cinnamon Popcorn from Topsys

So, all the finger crossing in the world couldn't save my Thursday from drama, which has been following me around like a sick kitten all week...

2007-12-15T14:56:00.000-06:00

So Thursday night at the Brooksider was moving along great, I was there with M and B, my usual partners in crime, having a great old time. We managed to consume quite a bit of alcohol, and they were playing some of the best music, which is sometimes a little unusual for this particular haunt, but it is always just so damn fun. Anyway, we decided to liven up our night a little bit, by busting out a deck of cards to play f*@k the dealer, now this can be a risky venture considering we are at a bar, and you never can be certain who will want to join in your game. The last week we played a rousing game of quarters and ended up getting lots of very cute boys to join in, and another plus never paying for another drink all night, however this was not the case thursday (hence why the game thing can be risky) Anyway we opted for a game of ftd, because a. the table we had acquired was a patio table with holes and absolutely no good for bouncing quarters into cups of beer, b. i really didn't want to drink beer, it makes me horrific-ly hung-over (as my co-worker KMAC would say... I look like two burnt holes in a blanket...) and finally c. bridge conviently had a deck of cards in her purse. So we begin to play our game, accumulating many evil sneers from girls, and tons of guys stopping by to 'see what we were playing'. now unfortunately one creeper guy came over and decided not to leave... and then preceded to yell out numbers not on turn. Too bad that trick back fired. So we then resorted to purchasing another drink and moving downstairs to the dance floor. Which ended up being quite a blast... we danced to some great oldies but goodies... ya know montell jordan, shoop, tootsie roll, etc then ran into some pretty fun guys from back in high school. So me and b were having quite a fun lil trip down memory lane, m was chatting it up with a cute new boy whom we will call pirate (its a pretty great nickname and me and m had a great time saying RRRR to eachother and him)... when all hell broke loose. Walking down the steps to my favorite spot is J and his friends. Seriously, how could this get any more highschool?! I immediately jet for cover to the ladies bathroom, not a place you want to go in the bsider but I didn't have much of a choice... anyway I decide this is the time when i either need to a. find a cute boy fast and have a grand old time flirtin it up in front of him so he suffers and never comes back here again, or b. leave and make him wonder why i don't even care enough to see him. I opt for option b... surprising for me, but maybe i have learned a thing or two from the past... sorry chris i guess you had to be the one i learned with... anyway... before i can even make it to my car i get a text message from J angry that I was talking to some guy?! Interesting... here is where things really start to go a little insane... he calls before i even have a second to respond, and i answer.... he goes into this long schpeal (sp?) about how i need to wait atleast a couple months before i start talking to anyone and that he had to do this for our own good... yadda yadda... seriously i am getting sick of these chats... and excuse me you broke up with me so I think your opinion on when and who i should date sort of flew out the window at that time. So indeed he ruined my Thursday night, and surprisingly i am not the slighest bit upset or heartsick over the matter of this break up. I am actually thoroughly enjoying my life as a single girl. I guess i am just really and truly done and ready to move on to a real man. Not someone who will play these childish games with me. So lets hope next thursday goes better and if he knows what's good for him, he will most definitly NOT show up this time!!!
xoxo
Kati*

Hopefully becoming drama free as early as next week!!!

me and my partners in crime:

me and m me and b

RUM + DIET COKE = ONE very hung over and very tired fashionista

2007-12-15T14:36:00.000-06:00

So last night me and k decided to 'take it easy' and just drink somewhere close to home. Anyway, k and me are not always a good mix when it comes to staying under control. And lets just say last night was one of those nights where our wild-ness fed off eachother creating a scary mix of us both being belligerently drunk, and not being able to contain our laughter through-out the entire evening, that really didn't wind down until the wee hours of the morning. Because of this I am quite possibly the most tired, and cranky person on earth today. Add to this equation that it is currently snowing outside... DISGUSTING, and I am at work... working the longest day in history!!! All i want to do right now is go home and cuddle with my kitten and sleep in my nice warm cozy bed!!! But on a lighter note... i was thinking today about my absolute favorite holiday item, you know something that when you see it, taste it, touch it, etc you are immediately warmed with holiday cheer? And mine is definitly A Topsy's Popcorn Tin full of popcorn! If you have never had the pleasure of tasting this truly amazing popcorn I highly suggest you run to the nearst Topsys/maybe their website? and order one for yourself... and trust me it sounds disgusting, but you can really eat the whole thing all alone... i don't suggest sharing. haha Anyway, my office got one as a gift on Thursday and I have been happily dining on Topsys for the past couple of days. We didn't get the cinnamon kind :( which is the best, but the other three flavors are just as great. Anyway... that is my great holiday cheer for the week! More later, i think i am just really waay to tired and hung over at this point to even force my fingers to move on the keyboard... i wish i could just curl up and sleep under my desk like george from senfeild. Anyway... more later!
xoxo
Kati*

so yesterday was a little bittersweet...

2007-12-13T14:08:00.000-06:00

So yesterday I had a pretty great day for the most part... I might have written a little bit too early yesterday saying that it was going along smashingly, but it really was up until about 11:30 that night! Then all hell broke loose. I was minding my own buisness chatting away to a new boy (details much later) and happy as a clam... when all of the sudden out of the blue i recieve 13 text messages in a row from J. Seriously? I have finally started to move on and have been progressively more happy from day to day, when a bomb shell hits my world yet again. What is it about guys that they need to dig up all the old feelings right after you start to move on?! It's so annoying, so quit doing it. Girls want to get everything out and over that day not wait around for a week with their stomachs in huge knots and contemplating every single detail of every single conversation we had about breaking up. So anyway he texts me all this nonesense and it seriously rocks my world. And for the record I have NEVER ONCE said anything negative about him, and despite my anger towards him currently I don't hate him, nor do I wish him any ill will or hurt. And that is major coming from me, ask previous exes who i would constantly talk horribly about and try to make them feel as hurt as I was. I have not done this to J, so it really upset me when he lashed out at me yet again, which according to him, the break up is all my fault bc i hung up on him. please are we in high school? anyway, despite all this i still tried to reason with him and make him see my point yet again, however of course, guys will never admit to any wrong doing so I was completely ignored. Very annoying. However, today is a new day, and I am back on the upswing feeling great and like a humoungous weight has been lifted off my shoulders, plus its my favorite day (Thursday), so nothing could possibly go wrong for the rest of the day (please keep those phalanges crossed) anyway...
I was listening to my very favorite cd, Keyshia Cole, Like you on my way to lunch today and realized my new theme song... Shoulda let you go. and I have been blaring it constantly in my car since, and I think that I will continue until this break-up nonesense is finally done and over.

On to bigger and better blogs... sorry for all the drama recently but it has been consuming my life leading me to forget about other more important things ie cute guys at the gym, ps i have a new hottie that i spotted last night, and celeb gossip. Anyway... So i was watching my absolute fave tv show last night, Project Runway, and I absolutely have a new list.. of course Christian is always my number one. He is crazy brilliant and his detailing is marvelous. I watch that show in awe of his talent. The blazer/shirt that he made for his model during this episode was by far the best of any contestant. However, hot on his trail is kevin (the straight guy) from my previous post. I loved the bustier/corset that he made for his model. And thirdly, is my boy Rami. I know know i still love Kit, but i really think that Rami is quite brilliant and he is one to watch in the future!!! I can't wait to see what happens next!!!

So no more news as of right now... i am sure after i go out tonight and either play a game of quarters at the brooksider or decide that i need to once again drink an entire bottle of rum, i will have many more stories!

so going on to day number seis...

2007-12-12T12:30:00.000-06:00

Life is moving along smashingly this week... and i am almost to a full week of singleness... and I absolutely cannot wait for tommorow... Thirsty Thursday..my absolute favorite day to go out. Anyway, yesterday I had a minor set back, a little tears but katie managed to straighten me back out and I ended up waking up happy and full of life. I am currently 'babysitting' my lil sisters kitten mercedes, and she has managed to cuddle with me every night since the break-up and despite that she is constantly attack my feet under the covers, and clawing at my hair ties on my wrist, she is quite a good lil cuddler. So I guess having a lil animal around after a break up is pretty therapeutic and helpful.. i highly recommend it. Anyway.. I seem to have bounced back fairly well and in a few hours i am going to leave here and go indulge myself in some retail therapy. I know its probably not the most responsible kind of therapy but pampering myself and investing in my already out-of-control wardrobe always seems to help me to feel better. Lets see...not much else is new in my life. one of my best friends, K (as we will call her) recently confided in me that she quit hanging around me so much lately bc she didn't like how different i had become when me and the late 'j' had been together. She claimed i wasn't as fun loving or as free as I used to be and she felt he was dragging me down. This has seemed to be the consensus among most of my good friends, and I am throughly annoyed that I didn't even realize that I had modified my personality to stay with him... so annoying. but me and x always did say that a certain someone who i dated before, always knew the 'real' (i guess dramatic and sometimes out of control) me and still loved me... so maybe i should try and find someone a bit more like him next time... anyway... I vow now to never stifle my fun loving personality for a boy ever again! Oh and i have currently added more reasons to why it is so great to be single:
* I can be selfish
* I can go out with my girls/kyle as much as i want
* I have more time to travel to visit places...aka ash big (coming soon to NYC), tasha, and my dottie susie!
* I get to have a great new years!!!!
* and i can move away to cali as soon as i want with out worrying what will happen between me and j.
Tonight... I can't wait to see the new Project Runway.. I know I haven't had a post for awhile about it... but my top 3 so far are:
1. Christian (i absolutely love him... almost as much as Kayne from 2 seasons previous)
2. Kit ( i think she is absolutely adorable and she really knows what she is doing)
3. Jillian/ The straight guy ( these two are tied, and I can't for some reason remember his name but, i really like both of them so we shall see more later)

Oh and I found another quote this one is pretty great and should leave you with something to think about...
"Relationships are like glass, some are worth leaving broken, if it means you will hurt yourself putting them back together." interesting huh?

more later!
xoxox
*kati
a pic of the new improved single me:

So going on day #4 as a hottie single chic...

2007-12-10T12:21:00.000-06:00

So not all my friends have been notified of my current relationship status, and slowly but surely all seem to have a comment on my various websites, myspace and facebook. Which is semi-annoying semi-makes me feel loved and cared for. I know they all want to know the scoop but I am just really sick of telling the story so all i currently am saying is yes, it is very true, i am single... and seriously happy about it. Anyway... day #4 is actually a really good day I was a little worried last night that after the weekend of having something to constantly do and look forward to I might breakdown again and start feeling nostalgic about J. But no such feelings have occured. I mean once in awhile i think about him, but all in all, i think i am handling this situation smashingly! Anyway... I had a wonderful weekend, full of new exciting single girlie fun! Anyway, today is the start of a new week and I feel fully confident that it will only get better from here. Keep your fingers crossed for this to be true!!!
And I know this Thursday night and my favorite bar, The Brooksider, will be one of the best Thursday girl night of the season... bc of my new and improved relationship status... and you better believe I will be chatting up that bouncer i have had my eye on all year long! Can't wait!...

details later...
xoxo
Kati*

So my first day as a single girl

2007-12-08T11:48:00.000-06:00

So my first day as a single girl went remarkably well... no sudden outbursts or upsets like after my last break up...apparently I am maturing or something. Ha. Anyway, I have realized quite a lot of perks to being newly single and they are pretty great. Don't get me wrong J was a great guy... just maybe not for me, I could have been a little to dramatic and sensitive...
anyway the new perks:
*I can finallly listen to 50 cent whenever i want (j hates him)
*I can finally listen to really girly music and sing at the top of my lungs whenever i want
*I don't have to listen to Tupac constantly
*I don't have to be awakened to blaring "boy' rap in the mornings
*I can do whatever I want, whenever I want
*I can pickup and go on vacation without having to miss anyone
*I don't have to be upset when he doesn't do what i want, or call when he says he will
*I can go out with my girls and get super drunk and just have fun with them all night long
*I don't have to buy any christmas presents (for him anyway)
*I don't have to worry about compromising bc now I can do WHATEVER I WANT WHENEVER I WANT
anyway... more to the list later,
but so far the single life is pretty damn great!
xoxo
Kati

so apparently snowfall marks a huge uproar in my seemingly perfect life

2007-12-07T15:18:00.000-06:00

Yesterday was quite possibly one of the worst days of my life, and I am absolutely not kidding in the least bit. I was having ok day, despite the horrible weather situation, and I sort of got in a little fight with J over my lunch break, but it was only b/c i missed him and I have been feeling a little overlooked for the past month or two. We used to always do everything together, like if we went out seperately we would meet up, etc. But anyway things have just been kind of going awry, and I will admit that I am a tad bit dramatic, but he was being completely un-understanding. so anyway the fight blew up into this big dramatic event which resulted in a break-up. Which completely devestated me, for the night. I am currently on the up-swing and looking to a bright and sunny future filled with single girl nights and not having to worry about the rest of my life with him. And i will be free to move whenever and wherever i please without the worry or heartbreak of upsetting someone else. Anyway... I have started on a new regiment to beautify my self and concentrate on only me... which i did a lot of anyway, but now even more so. So I will be going to the gym more regularly... please friends keep me on top of this... and I will be getting my nails done EVERY 2 weeks, maybe starting after xmas bc i have a lot of xmas shopping to accomplish, and keeping up with new makeup, etc So look forward to a new hotter me coming soon...
xoxo
Kati
ps I found another great quote by my girl Bette Davis ( i swear i am her reincarnate well sort of..) I wouldn't worry too much about your heart. You can always put that award where your heart would be...

So its definitly winter... where is all that damn global warming?!

2007-12-06T12:42:00.000-06:00

So i know Global warming is really bad, and I shouldn't even be joking about it, but I SERIOUSLY HATE winter! I just looked out my window from work and saw a serious snowfall coming down. Which can only mean, a. freezing cold weather which always = dry skin, dry nose, pale skin, and static!!!! b. tons of clothing, ie layering (which I try to avoid at all costs) c. close-toe shoes (another thing I try to avoid at all costs, unless it is my beloved knee-high boots. d. chapped lips, disgusting (lets just say i should have some stock in chapstick) and finally e. major injuries... maybe not for all, but DEFINITLY for me!!! Every year during every winter I manage to injure myself, sometimes severely others, some just a severe ego injury, and some just minor. One particularly awful fall came when I was a sophomore in college and me and my sorority sister Leeann had gotten up at the god-awful hour of 7am to walk to the library to work on another god-awful thing (Statistics) yuck, anyway... we had to walk b/c it was too icy and cold to drive and there is absolutely no parking on campus when the weather is like this...newsflash ... you girls probably shouldn't be walking. So being the diva that I am i own almost zero pairs of flats (this was all during the time when flats were definitly not in style) anyway... I put on my one pair of "sensible shoes" ha ha they were the new bebe tennis shoes, complete with miniature golf like cleats on the bottom, probably not the best for traction on ice, but definitley very cute! Anyway as we are walking, I managed to slide down the hill from our sorority house to the main intersection, across the intersection and to the sidewalk across from the dorms safely, or so I thought. As we are slowly making our way down the street i hit a patch of black ice and go flying! Seriously land on my ass and back... it had to have looked like a cartoon, like my body was seriously flying in mid air, Leeann turns around and looks back at me seriously panicked, the wind is completely knocked out of me... she tries her best to help me w/o laughing, of course she can't. So she is trying to help me up while holding back laughs, the dorm people are probably watching from their windows dying in laughter, and the passersby (the smarties in cars) are laughing and pointing, while meanwhile I am being over dramatic telling her that I broke my tailbone (which if you have seen me is quite a laugh... i have enough padding back there to never break my tailbone in even the worst of falls) anyway... I sit up and immediately howl in pain so Leeann thinks quickly and calls my roommates to drive down and pick me up... Jess eventually comes to my rescue, but not after half of manhattan has driven by and seen my laid up in all my glory on campus. To make matters worse, I called my dad to tell him the news and he insists on driving all the way out to manhattan, then driving me all the way back to kc, in order to get an xray of my tailbone, which turned out to be completely intact. Talk about awful and embarassing... and the girls still bring it up to this day. Which I might chalk this all up to karma, bc me, griff, and mindy used to drive around on campus during really icy/snowy days and laugh at all the idiots who fell, but this constantly happens to me, and happened way before this one particularly embarassing incident. Anyway... things like that always seem to be happening to me in the winter, hence my hatred for the season. And whenever I bring up this subject to my family in Minnesota (which are crazy and actually LIVE for winter, snow, and hideous slush) they think it is quite possibly the craziest thing they have ever heard and can't believe that I would rather be sweating in 95 degree weather with 100% humidity (no exaggeration) than playing around in the hideous snow! I was actually talking to my older sister the other day and she was getting ready to go outside and take a walk bc it was snowing, then I bragged that it was still 60 and sunny in kansas and I couldn't beleive she was excited about freezing cold temps and frozen precip. So to sum up, i am throughly saddened that the winter seems to have finally hit the great state of KS and I absolutely can not wait to be in sunny california soon!
xoxoxo
*kati

Sometimes I think I really just go to the Gym to see people and to watch TV completely uninterrupted...sick i know

2007-12-04T13:21:00.001-06:00

So yesterday, I was changing into my gym clothes when I found my self subconciously picking out matching items, and making sure my hair and make up looked ok before I walked out into the freezing cold on my way to the 24 hour fitness down the street. Not only do I constantly see old friends from highschool (now that I am back living at home again) I also run into exes (ugh, the thought of it makes me cringe)... One in particular I see quite frequently at the gym, despite my numerous tries to go at all different times of the day... i still manage to see him a little too often. And whenever this happens I seem to get into some kind of workout frenzy and won't stop ellipticizing until A. I have almost killed myself and brought myself to near heart attack/nearly dying from dehydration/etc. or B. He has left and I can give up the act that I am seriously DETERMINED to exercise all night long. Anyway I am not sure what triggers this frenzy inside of me, I no longer am even attracted to him let alone would i even consider dating/reconciling with him, but I just seem to have this odd obsession with being better or something. I am not sure what it is but its pretty annoying. Anyway... another reason for staying at the gym so long is so that I can watch whatever show and want and not be interrupted by my phone going off, or my dad needing help on the computer, or my mom wanting me to help decorate for the holidays, call me a scrooge but I really HATE decorating for x-mas! So all in all the gym seems to be at times either a peaceful getaway where i can catch up on tv in peace and quiet or a time of frenzied working out, where I am sure that I am the only one who is paying attention to my frenzy and how long I stay at the gym working out... I guess you can call me crazy.
XOXO
Kati*

So i have a little rant...

2007-11-27T11:44:00.000-06:00

While slaving away on the elliptical machine at my gym lastnight I was watching Entertainment Tonight, which I will say is almost as bad as buying all those trashy gossip mags that I have a certain affliction for, anyway a story came on about Kevin Federline that really pissed me off. Like seriously, it was a story showing all the wonderful amenities in his backyard and around his home that he had purchased for his sons (or should we say britney purchased with her spousal support checks) now I am not for one minute saying that britney is a better mother for the tykes, but I really hate how the media is rallying around KFed and treating him like some sort of saint. He is even going to be featured on the cover of a certain mens magazine for being one of the top most successful bachelors (giving him props for being such a wonderful father)... interesting.. why has everyone seemed to have forgotten why brit fell into this mess in the first place? excuse me do we not remember Kevin flying all over the world partying every weekend in Vegas spending up all a brit's money, to all of the sudden clean up his act when the divorce court is watching. I am appalled that a. none of brits family or friends have truly stepped up to help her get through this (which i am sure the reason behind this is fear of being cut off from the cash flow, paparrazzi, and constant nights out on the town) and b. that everyone seems to have completely forgotten why we hated Kfed in the first place, and why Brit should've never hooked up with him. Anyway I was just a little pissed when i watched this story and can not believe how Kevin seems to have gone from being torn apart by the media to sudden saint and perfect dad! I am throughly annoyed by this...and I do swear that this will be my VERY LAST britney/kevin blog, but i just couldn't help but be upset and I really do feel horrible for britney... like i have said before she just needs some good girlfriends to help her out of this mess!
xoxo
Kati

A Little Minneapolis for New Years?!

2007-11-26T12:17:00.000-06:00

So this year I think I will finally be doing something exciting on New Years, 23 years later, and finally something fun and new! Anyway, I was chatting with my older sister on the phone like normal, and we were talking about how I haven't been up to Minneapolis to see her in like 2 years, which is crazy bc i used to go up atleast 2 times a year. Anyway... this year her boytoy will be out of town, and mine always wants to do 'stuff with the guys' on New Years (really bc i think his boys make fun of him for ALWAYS being with me on EVERY holiday, that I guess I have to let him have atleast one) anyway... as I was saying... Dahli suggested that maybe I should make the 7 hour trek up to Minneapolis that holiday and celebrate with her! Yay it will be like our Graduation trip to Tennessee that she took me on when I graduated high school. Except this time I promised Dahli that I will pack more than ONE pair of shoes (long story) and I promise not to leave her in any malls, or fight with her about the radio for 6 hours... i know i sound so fun to travel with now... but despite our dueling taste is music (hers has gotten better, mine has always been exceptional) I know we will have a blast! She has already gotten us on the list to see one of her fave bands play that night, and she made dinner reservations at a super expensive resturaunt!!! I seriously can't wait, we havent hung out just us since i graduated from High school. So it should be fun... anyway more later
xoxo
Kati*

ps. I just read this quote the other day on icons of style and I absolutely love it: it is my new personal motto (well one of)... "I've won before. And I will win again!" ~Bette Davis! Anyways love it!

So I watched the new Project Runway... and boy do I have some things to talk about...

2007-11-16T09:24:00.000-06:00

So first off, let me start by saying, I am never one to criticize another's artwork, especially clothing design, because I am normally open to just about anything, and I especially love people who dress completely funky and mix things I would never even think to put together. Like my older sister for example, she mixes and matches things that I would never even think to buy let alone wear together and they look completely normal and hip on her, however the same look on me would look like a big ol mess. Anyway, I have lost my topic... so back to P. Runway (as me and my bff bridge lovingly call it) I was super upset back the overwhelming lack of WOW that the show once had, and I am throughly pissed that the guy who designed the basic baby doll dress stayed on the show. I mean, neither him or the girl they kicked off did anything spectacular, but his dress was particularly hideous, and I mean anyone who has taken ONE sewing class can construct a babydoll dress, and he didn't even choose attractive fabric, atleast the girl tried to dress her garment up with a hideous jacket, but come on she did construct more than one garment.... Anyway, I have to say the designer who constructed the entire women's suit ensemble... the funky plaid jacket, intresting skirt, etc... was by far my favorite, well him and the guy who fashioned a gorgeous 1940's era womens suit in black and red... in my opinion these guys were definitley overlooked. I mean the detail and work that went into those garments was astounding, and to someone who has slaved their life away on a sewing machine and dress form, I know the work and immaculate care that went into constructing those garments. So I will definitely be rooting for them all season! Since I am already on the subject, I do have to give a shout-out to my very favorite person to ever rock the P.Runway Runway, which is Kayne... I loved every gaudy, gorgeous garment he ever constructed. We have exactly the same style and I from one fashionista to another... I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HIM!!! Oh, and what was going on with that HIDEOUS, and I mean HIDEOUS, aqua blue bias dress that the 'marionette' designer constructed? Did she just have a little extra fabric that she couldn't waste so she had to make a gigantic mistake and safety pin it all to the bottom of her garment? It was completely hideous, and the dress wasn't even the correct length, it was like she forgot her model was a real person who wasn't being held up by a bunch of strings, so yes, she could actually trip on the hideous dress she was wearing, along with her hideous blue suede boots.... I mean i give her props for her overall construction, she knows her way around fabric, but seriously does she know how things fit on an actual human? Does she know how to put a look together? All in all, I suppose it will be an interesting season.. and lets hope the babydoll dress designer... burns the hat he was wearing in the last episode... talk about hideous... anyway... more later!
*xoxo
Kati

Sometimes being a grown up really sucks...

2007-11-15T14:32:00.000-06:00

So I know I am about to sound totally whiney and bratty but I don't care I really hate being a grown-up today! So one of best friends just flew in from Chicago today and we were all planning to drive down to manhattan tommorow for the weekend, and now I can't go until after 5 pm on saturday :( and I am NOT HAPPY! The girl that I was counting on to cover for me on Saturday just called me and said she got tickets to the KU game and since they are doing so well this year (god why not wrench and twist that knife a little deeper, brat) she won't be able to cover for me. ANNOYING... so now I have to miss half my weekend and just suck it up, because normally when I was in college and didn't really care about my jobs or wether or not I kept them, I would have just called in sick and done whatever the hell i wanted to do, without a care or worry in the world, now I actually have a concience, and couldn't leave my job without fear of being a disappointment or worrying about getting fired. Guess I am growing up a teensy bit, which really sucks, but i guess I won't be spending another million dollars on drinks like i usually do when i visit the lil apple... but i am still seriously bummed. And whats even worse i miss the last time to tailgate of the year.. and all the boys are going down this weekend to.. gosh the more i think of it, the sadder i get. Anyway I know i am totally being a complaining,whiney little girl, but i had to let out my disappointment to someone, and i haven't even told my girls yet and they are going to be really pissed. So all in all I definitely can't wait to go out tonight for as many drinks as i can possibly pack into my body bc my friday and saturday are going to suck, at least until five when I am done with work for the rest of the weekend.
sorry for the whining,
xoxo,
Kati

This crazy example shows how different girls and guys really are... or atleast how different me and j are...

2007-11-11T18:38:00.000-06:00

So today, I was driving with J through the Plaza and we passed one of my favorite stores... Betsy Johnson, and I just randomly said I want a gift certificate to that store for xmas because I absolutely love her clothes and that would be like a really nice treat, because then I would have to spend the money there, and i've always wanted a really great Betsy Johnson dress. So then J is like well you know what I want for xmas? And of course I knew it would be something super expensive and involving some sort of hideous video game... so then he says a playstation 3, or maybe a nintendo wii! I was like no way.. i am not spending $300 dollars on stupid video game stuff... then my mind started turning and i was like ok... i will get you a wii if you get me the same amount from betsy johnson bc i could really get some great stuff from there with that kind of gift certificate from Betsy's. Then he was like NO WAY... you can't spend that much money on clothes... and I was like hello that is how i feel about video games... clothes are waay more important that video games... anyway i just thought it was funny that he got sooo upset that all i wanted was money to spend on clothes and he didn't think it was a big deal at all to spend that much money on a stupid game thing.
Mars and Venus definitely
xoxo
*kati

Sometimes I am just one big messy tornado...

2007-11-11T18:12:00.000-06:00

So Friday night I went out with my bff's mindy, kyle, and 'the' chase for drinks and some fabulous dancing... which ended up being an excellent night full of a little too much drinking and not quite enough dancing. Anyway, when me and j got back to my house that night it ended up being around 4 am... yikes i had to wake up the next morning by at least 8 to make it to work at 9. So saturdays are the one and only day that I CAN NOT be even one minute late to work, bc i have the office key and am in charge of running the office for the day, of course... my alarm sounds off at 7:40, 7:50, and 8:00 am Saturday morning, what do I do in my drunken haze? Turn it off, like i have nothing better to do than sleep the day away cuddling with my boy toy. When suddenly at 8:53 am I pop up from a deep sleep glance at my phone and realize i have to be to work in exactly 7 minutes. I couldn't do this even if i was fully dressed and ready to go. I jump up, scaring J and run around my room frantically throwing together an outfit, i didn't even bother to glance in the mirror while brushing my teeth and run out the door. J is tagging along still in a sleepy daze trying to figure out what the hell kind of whirlwind his girlfriend has become. As we are driving to work (he was borrowing my car for the day bc his was at home and i didn't have time to drop him off as planned before) he glances over to me and says, I can't believe you got ready that fast, why aren't you always that fast? If i would have know you could run around and throw clothes on and make up on that quickly I would have never put up with your hour to hour and 1/2 that it normally takes. I am not in the same jubuliant jokey mood as J and only give him and icy stare and say... it wasn't by choice, I don't even have a smear of makeup on and my hair hasn't seen a brush for over a day now... i am ABSOLUTELY not ready! J seeing that I am not myself just chuckles to himself and says I look gorgeous no matter what, (what a suck up) but a cute one that's for sure. Anyway by 9:10 I am pulling up to the office and frantically extracting my key from my key ring... running to the door unlocking it, and jumping behind the desk to take the phone off of call forward. Just as I do my boss calls, very unhappy that I am soo late, and has a list of things to finish a mile long. What a great wake up call... i know, on top of all this my voice has become incredibly hoarse from my out of control thursday and friday nights so I sound like death everytime I answer the phone. Eventually, I get tired of explaining no I am not dying, just a lil hoarse from too much night life, I decide to run back to the kitchen and make myself a hot cup of green tea. As I return back to the desk, my brain momentarily forgets to function, and I take the biggest swig of the INCREDIBLY HOT tea and burn the roof of my mouth and spit the tea back into the cup... great not only do i have a burnt mouth I also have a huge cup of backwash tea...yummy. Anyway the day eventually gets a little better, my brain starts working again from its alcohol induced coma and i actually regain my boss' affection back by finishing my tasks in a very timely and accurate manner... so once again despite the messes i allow myself to fall into... i always manage to come out ok... except for the whole burnt mouth thing, which really REALLY hurts today... anyway more later!
xoxo
*kati

So I think all Britney needs are some good girlfriends...

2007-11-09T11:19:00.000-06:00

So whenever I am bored at work I am constantly reading msn's hot gossip stories and poor Britney Spears is always the main topic. And I will admit I do read them, and I can't help but feel really bad for her. Clearly the girl is so messed up because she has no 'real' girlfriends around to straighten her ass out and tell her like it is! Evey girl needs to have friends that can tell them when they are being crazy, or being a bitch, or drinking too much, etc. But she doesn't really have anyone to do that for her. So upon realizing this I am sooo thankful for all my wonderful amazing girlfriends I have, who have no problem telling it like it is and whipping me back into shape when i start to slip down a wrong trail... probably the only negative is they definitly fuel my terrible shopping addiction, and I secretly believe they talk me into buying things so they don't have to spend the money and they can just borrow it, but that I am ok with... Anyway all in all... I really hope poor lil britney can just find a nice set of great friends, and i wouldn't trade my girls for all the fame and money in the world, because without them fame and money would be no fun!

xoxo

Kati*

I ABSOLUTELY HATE CLEANING!!!

2007-11-01T16:15:00.000-05:00

So i have a very sickening shopping addiction paired with another sickening addiction to KEEP EVERY outfit I have ever purchased. It is seriously disgusting, but clothes might be more sentimental to me than pictures or gifts. Anyway, I was cleaning out my bedroom yesterday, trying to make room for all my winter clothes in my dresser and closets when I realized half of the clothes I was hanging up I hadn't worn, looked at, or even remembered I owned, but of course once i saw them again, I couldn't part with them. What if I have the perfect outfit to go with it oneday... and I don't have it... tragedy would ensue!! Anyway I came across a sickening fact that there is absolutely not enough room in both my room closets, or my dresser to house the mountains of clothing that I have accumulated. I have drawers full of sorority tees that i absolutely cannot part with, drawers packed full of jeans dating all the way back to jr. year of highschool, (again what if i want to wear them again), drawers full of pants, even a scary leather pair from when I used to work at Gap and could never pass up a good sale, thousands of coats, jackets, and fleeces, i have a slight coat obsession, tons of sweaters, thousands of going out tops, and seriously an entire closet of dresses...from formals to semi to day dresses... it is sickening.. we haven't even started on shoes and purses that I can't seem to give up yet. SO anyway while I was cleaning yesterday not only did I severly injure my hand on an open pair of scissors lodged somewhere in a pile of clothes, I have had an allergy attack lasting all through today because of the enormous cleaning I achieved yesterday. However, through out this 'spring cleaning' i only managed to put a large dillards back of clothes in the give away pile (and almost half of those were my lil sisters that she left in my closet when I was living in manhattan.) disgusting! So all in all, I have decided cleaning is the worst idea ever!!!

Below is a new picture of me being the diva I am in all my drunken glory at my fave night spot Blonde!

So... Since it's Halloween Week and all... I have a Confession to make..

2007-10-26T12:38:00.000-05:00

Since I was a little girl I can always remember being fascinated by ghosts and the supernatural world. Normal for a little girl, some say not so normal when you are a grown -up (well sort of grown-up). Anyway, recently I have become a little bit more obsessed, I DVR this show on the Discovery channel called "A Haunting" and I try to watch it as much as possible, subsequently I can no longer sleep in the pitch black, I absolutely must have my tv on at night in order to fall asleep, like the tv can keep ghost away or something. Anyway, despite my late night terrors I CANNOT stop watching this show. It is like a train wreck that you can't stop looking at or in my case watching. And I seriously can not stop thinking about it more and more. I tell J that I really want to go stay in a haunted hotel for our anniversary and he just rolls his eyes and says their is no way your gonna see a ghost. But I just can't let it go. I have even become obsessed with old houses and older apartments for rent around town, specifically because I really hope they are haunted. I used to tell people that this crazy old house I lived in during my college years at K-state was haunted, but I really think it was just a run-down shack of a house that was falling apart. We also had various ghost stories at my sorority about girls who had died in the house, one specifically was a girl named Mona who died in our house of a brain anuerism and she supposedly haunted the sleeping dorm that I slept in. Girls said she used to stand of them chanting "you think you're sooo pretty... and cackle an erie laugh" unfortunately she never came to me. Anyway, the more I watch this crazy show, my mom seriously laughs at it when she watches it with me, the more I interested I become. It is seriously addicting and my friends including my boyfriend all think I am seriously crazy! But I secretly I just keep wishing for something to come and haunt me so then I can see it for myself. Anyway that is my crazy deep dark secret, and I would have to say its pretty unusual. More later!
xoxo
*kati

So I am SERIOUSLY regretting my whole bottle of rum that I consumed lastnight...

2007-10-19T10:58:00.001-05:00

Before I can start off with my story of going out I have to continue on with how my terrible Thursday (day) continued. The rest of my day at work ended nicely, so did dinner with the 'rents, however the night at the gym did not go as smoothly. I met my friend Katie and her daughter, and got set to work out. We were recently informed by our gym friend "C" that we were working out all wrong, doing weights after cardio, who would know such a thing? apparently everyone but us, anyway so we started out with weights when I spied an ex with whom i have a very awkward relationship with to say the least, lets just say everytime we tried, it never ended well, usually always due to my overexaggeration and dramatization, but anyway, I immediately drop my hands from the machine I was about to use and hiss to Katie, "we have to go to the ellipticals RIGHT NOW!!!" she of course is not going without a fight, you would understand if you knew her. Anyway we get to the ellipticals,with a big commotion nonetheless, clearly causing the scene that I DIDN'T want to cause, and i try to tell her the story without the whole gym overhearing. Anyway, she ends up leaving early bc her darling baby girl wouldn't quit crying in the nursery, so I am left to fend for myself. So I kill myself and do an extra 10 minutes on the ellipticals, then decide I haven't tortured myself enough, so i hop on the bikes and do 30 more minutes!! Just when I am about to finish on the bikes, he pops up on this ab thingy right next to the womens locker room!!! I can't hop back on the bikes, or the elliptical, or leave without my keys (damn that locker room door) so I HAVE to walk past him, and he is taking his merry time. Well I manage to shimmy past him w/o having to make chit chat, I run to my locker, grab my keys and cell and immediately start making calls so I can look too busy to chat and not rude, of course at this point in time NONE of my girls feel the need to answer the phone, RUDE! So i just pretenc and get out of there as quickly as possible. After all this I can not wait to get a drink!!! So i called my wonderfully fabulous and oh so classy friends Kyle and "the Chase" to go out. I swear they know of every fabulous night spot in KC and they always look the hottest out of anyone, anywhere. We went to this fabulous little bar downtown called Madrigal, where I proceed to drink the bar out of rum, seriously!!! Then Kyle drug me to another hot spot Missy B's where we drunkenly danced the night away until 3 in the morning. Me and Kyle of course loving the mirrors on the dance floor mor than we cared about dancing with eachother, i swear if i never get married we will be the real life Will and Grace, i think we might have even promised to stay single forever so we can always have as much fun with eachother as we do now. Anyway, back to my bottle of rum, the previously stated adventures were something I truly regretted when I got to J's house and the whole apt was spinning. This is where I have come to the conclusion that it is so not fun to be really drunk when your boyfriend is in a deep sleep and not cooperating with your drunken fun. So after an hour or so of forcing him to talk to me so I could sober up and make the room stop spinning I feel into a deep sleep, so not wanting to hear my alarm at 7 am. But of course it never fails, so I woke up this morning with a horrible hangover and a burning stomach, thanks rum and diet coke. Pulled myself out of bed threw my hair up and ran to work, thankfully on time. But regretting every minute of my rum feast from the night before. So now I am having a horrible time trying to concentrate on work, and am counting down the minutes until I can leave for lunch to meet bridget, because I absolutely love being a lady who lunches!

According to J "I'm a lot like a cat...."

2007-10-18T16:31:00.000-05:00

So my boy toy was trying to describe me the other day and he came to the conclusion that I am a lot like my horribly nasty, but oh-so-adorable cat Malcolm. He is the sweetest little cat you will ever meet, but he has the most wicked temper! When you see him you just want to scoop him up in your arms and cuddle him. He however, has different plans. He only will cuddle on his time, when he feels like it, much like me... i like to do almost everything on my time and i am pretty stubborn if i don't get my way. Malcolm also has the most unpredictable temper of anything on earth, again this is quite like me. He will be so cute and sweet, sitting on your lap and soaking up all your love and attention and then for no reason whatsoever, ATTACK... bite, kick, scratch, etc. And then a few minutes later, be totally fine. This is also a bit like me, i tend to lose my temper rather quickly, and lash out, but after a little time and space I get over it and return to my sweet old self. Also like my gorgeous feline friend I love to wreak havoc during the wee hours of the moring, preferably midnight or later. I could go without ever getting up in the mornings, a nd if i could i would be content doing nothing except for shopping and pampering myself. Of course I don't do this but it would be my ideal. Anyway, after this chat I realized that I scarily am quite a bit like my ill tempered brat of a cat malcolm, but I can also be a whole lot sweeter and more fun!

I should just be able to skip Tues and Thursday mornings... and go straight to the bars on Thurs!

2007-10-18T16:03:00.000-05:00

So apparently Tuesday and Thursday mornings/days are just really not my days... yesterday (a wednesday) went smoothly and easily, i even go to enjoy one of the last major thunderstorms of the season. Anyway, today of course is not the same, since of course it is a doomed Thursday... thinking i could rid myself of the curse of always being late on Tues and Thursday's I took a shower the night before, and blow-dryed my hair straight so i would already be getting a head start. I got up at about the right time, 7:30 no one knows how much I HATE the sound of my alarm clock, and started getting right to work. However, bc it was a dreaded Thursday I could find NOTHING in either of my two closets or even my mom's to wear, i finally settled on a plaid halter dress with a black cardigan, leggings and black pumps, not my fave but by this time it was 8:45! Where the hell did all my time go... i am supposed to be on the road by 8:42 if I want to stop and get my morning diet coke and make it to work on time... anyway i didn't get into my car until 8:58 and i didn't walk through the doors of the office until 9:15, but i still made it I guess. Anyway, I got right to work, but everything today seems to be taking amazingly long! I missed my lunch with bridget bc i wasn't paying attention and lost track of time, now i am going to have to get down on my hands and knees and pray for her to go out with me tonight, because the only thing that will save this disasterous day will be a whole lotta rum and diet cokes and I absolutely can NOT wait!!!!

Just a LITTLE complication in my Complication Free life...haha

2007-10-16T12:51:00.000-05:00

So I have been asking myself a lot of questions lately about my future, and have found that I know almost none of the answers to them. Since graduating from college I have had this overwhelming sense that my life will not just suddenly all fall into place like I once imagined, and that finding your dream job is almost nearly impossible. I feel it is almost the exact same when dealing with finding true love. I know, I know I am crazy to even be thinking about finding 'the one' at a time like this, but I can't help it, all these little thoughts keep bubbling up in my head about finding my soul mate. And at a time in my life when I should be looking forward, on to new adventures, and a new life, why is it that I can't help looking back? And why do I keep wondering can you ever mend a relationship in which both people ended with broken hearts? And then more importantly if you can't, is your heart really ever whole again to give to someone else? Or does the person who broke it still have little bits that you can never get back? And if so, does that mean your new someone can never really have all of you, because part of you belongs to someone else? I guess the saying you never get over your first love is true, but that leads me to wonder, are you ever supposed to? Or is the person whom you can never get over the one you are supposed to be with? Also, if you have moved on, but can't quite seem to get the past out of your thoughts and feelings doesn't that mean you really haven't moved on at all? As you can see it is a never ending circle that I can't seem to get myself out of, I seem to be just confusing myself more and more. I guess I will find out soon enough... as my grandma says... I have my whole life ahead of me and a thousand more mistakes to learn from... I will keep you posted on my ever complicated life...xoxoKati

Somedays I think it's better to just not get out of bed... seriously...

2007-10-16T11:30:00.000-05:00

So it's only 11:30 am and the list of mishaps and 'kati only' accidents I've had today are longer than i can count, or even want to think about. Let me first tell you all of the calamities that have happened to me today would ONLY happen to me, and these types of events happen daily. I am the most accident prone, ditzy but really smart, and clutzy person you will EVER and I mean EVER meet! To begin my day, I woke up late, partly my fault, partly because my adorable boyfriend kept me up WAY to late lastnight. So already in a hurry I try to take a quick shower, which is never realistic for me, since I am the girliest person on earth. During my "quickie" shower I cut my ankle shaving and begin gushing blood all over the bathroom, cute I know. After I get my ankle fixed up, finding a band-aid in an apartment home to three guys is next to impossible, it is already 7:30 and my hair is soaking wet, i don't have a stitch of makeup on, and I have to leave by 8:15 next to impossible for girls with curly hair! So I am running around the apartment like a mad woman blowdrying my hair, and brushing my teeth at the same time, thankfully no electrocution, cuz with my luck you never know. On to my makeup... trying to do your makeup in a tiny bathroom mirror with flourescent lights is always a harrowing task, but i managed to finish in record time. So I thought yes, I actually managed to be ready only 15 minutes behind schedule. I give J a quick kiss goodbye and run out the door! While driving to work I managed to be stuck behind EVERY grandma driver in the states of Missouri and Kansas! So i arrived at work by 9:10, ran through the doors and started right to work. Thinking I'm such a rockstar that I wasn't that terribly late, I got right to work on printing my needed flyers and marketing tools for the day I start making a couple copies on the copy machine. Heres where I realize my day is doomed! All of the sudden in the middle of my copying the machine starts beeping indicating it needs toner, normally an easy task unless you are me. I pull out the toner bottle, thinking nothing of it, i've refilled the machine a hundred times, I'm shaking the bottle, when all of the sudden, POOF a humongous cloud of black toner goes flying all over the office, my cute peep toe gold heels are gold no more, my toenails which were once a great shade of red, are now pitch black, the carpet surrounding me is pitch black, toner is all over the top of the copy machine, etc. And I just stand there with no clue what to do next. So i run to get a vacuum cleaner, thankfully it comes up off the carpet, and the copy machine. However, my clothes, shoes, and toenails, are still caked in black. Cute i know. I tried everything i could to clean myself up, i think the only thing that will rid my toes of the black cakey powder is the pedicure i'm treating myself to later today. Next, the copier runs out of paper. Another simple task for normal people, however, i am still not normal. I reach for the paper and realize the top sheet is covered in toner powder, now here is where most other people would throw the top piece away and use the clean sheets, but I had to try and wipe the sheet clean, in a bit of a hurry i might add, bc i never stop to think i constantly act on impulses and want everything done quickly, anyway... so while i am wiping i get the BIGGEST paper cut of my life straight across the palm of my hand. Great, not only do i have toner powder everywhere, i am now bleeding, yet again. So i run to bathroom to clean up so i don't get blood on anything else. Needless to say that stupid paper i should have thrown away in the beginning is where it belongs in the trash, clean of toner powder but stained with blood. I am sure the rest of my day will continue like this... but i must go... my lunch break is calling, where who knows what nonsense will happen to me next!