The Bachelor has gone to a whole new level.

It started as a simple eliminator board. You move the Bachelorettes down that make it through the rose ceremony. Simple. Then my friend Ginny showed up (So glad she did, I felt like we were all in Phase 4 apartments again, playing pranks on guys we put on a "Black List") and the simple board turned into a Burn Book.

Take a look...

Once the bachelorette is eliminated, you are free to write your thoughts about that girl on the board. It is quite hilarious. Some comments are nice, some are true, and some just make you laugh. You can only imagine the comments that will go next to Michelle.... if she ever gets kicked off.

Good luck to the ladies.... and keep doing really ridiculous stuff on national television.

AK

Oh the card industry.

Have you ever found yourself in Hallmark....
Reading through a few cards....
Trying to find the perfect one....
You pick up that one card that you think is going to fulfill all your hopes and dreams...

And then you start crying.

Yes, crying. In the store. Because of a card.

Here is the type of card i was looking for. My dear dear friend, Frank, (who is husband of My Rita), is going through Chemo and recently had to shave his head. I was looking for a card with a picture of Sean Connery and then the message reading "Here is to good looking bald men" Ok, thats not funny but I am not in the card business! Is it a crime to have a funny, humorous, make you feel a little better card..... No I get cards that make me cry in Hobby Lobby. Thats right... I wasn't even in Hallmark.... I was in Hobby Lobby. My sacred ground. Crying. Once I pulled it together and apologized to the woman who's child pointed at me, I did find one that made me smile. And hopefully it will make Frank smile too.

I love Frank. And he looks better than Sean Connery.

AK

Ummm.... Happy New Year.

Yeah, I guess I missed that post.

I will not bore you with an apology for not updating. I didn't. I failed. I have not been crafty. I need some Martha in my life and she just is not here.

So the issue at hand is when are you too old to wear sparkle boots.... particularly these boots. 

I wore these today to work.  I take advantage of days when it snows or is icy as an excuse to expand my wardrobe. What other justification do you have for buying $10 boots from Old Navy's kid section???? Can't think of any, can you. The only reason is to add a little sass to cold boring days.
Back to the issue.
I think I can still wear these..... because I am still in my 20's.... heheh, barely... but still very much there. Am I going to have to start maturing my style??? Beth Moore say "Everyone woman gets the same allotted time to be young" (I am reading her first time..... many references may come in the next 7 weeks) Does that mean a big no to dressing a bit weird, mismatching, and wearing more than one pattern? I don't want to become that teacher I made fun of in high school..... And you totally know which teacher that is! But then I go back to my theory that in regards to fashion, "Anything can look good, you just have to wear it with confidence" This theory does exclude any type of swimsuit and any type of mini skirt on women over 50. Well lawsy, I am just talking in a big round circle and took you with me. Sorry.

I like these boots. I think I will wear the boots. And I may even do it when I am 30.

AK

**This is what I think about while my sisters are busy making sure their kids aren't coughing, aren't running a temperature, and aren't dying from anything else that the crazy sicknesses of January 2011 has to offer. Use this post as a 2 second escape.

What we girls go through.

Today I had to get the brows waxed. It was needed. Now, please don't get mad at me when I say this.... Promise?? I only get my brows waxed, about every three months AND I don't pluck in-between. The genes of my childhood still run through my eyebrows and they are blonde and thus do not require much maintenance.
But today I couldn't handle them anymore.... they needed some work. So I went to Bello Nails because they are great!
And here is the diary of a brow wax.

I walk in and they are super sweet and say things like "Oh come sit" & "You need nails too?" and then escort me to a pedicure chair.
Then they look at my eyebrows and give a questioning look, like they don't think they need to be wax.
I say "I know, look close, they are blonde, they need this"
She laughs and say "Ahh, I see"
I close my eyes and right on que she says "You need lip waxed?"
***At this moment everyone women in America thinks "Crap, is she trying to tell me something". Even when you go in having checked out your upper lip, you still question it.
I say "No, but thanks."
Then she rips the first strip off and my eyes start watering.
She says, "Ah, I so sorry" and I say, "Happen every time"
Then she says "ohhh, lots of hair" Like I was lying that I didn't need this done.
AND THEN.... I am not kidding... when she finishes she looks at me and says...
"These brows will get you kissed at midnight"
HAHAHHA.....I had no idea that was all I needed.

Since I am on the topic of beauty. Look what only a Beautician could give her daughters for Christmas...

Route 44 used to dramatize how freak'n big these these things are.

AK

Sonic

How many Sonic drinks does it take for the Kelly's to make it through the holidays? 

AK

What did I do on my first day off.... 


8:15 Alarm goes off and I am mad because its my morning to sleep.
8:30 Realize I set my alarm so I could get to the mall by 9:00 because I don't like shopping with people. (yes I might be the Grinch)
8:42 Call sister #2. She doesn't answer.
8:50 After brushing my teeth and looking at my hair :), I hopped in the car. 
8:51 Call Mom- tell her to have Nathan to call me.
8:58 Already yell at a stupid driver who cut me off.... Umm hello big blue car you can't miss me.
9:05 Sephora to pick up ***** (Can't say, cause my friends & family read my blog. Didn't buy... I needed to see all my options.
9:06 Sister #2 calls. Tell her also to have Nathan call me. 
9:10 Call sister #1.
9:15 Bath and Body to get *****.
9:16 Take a moment and enjoy the quietness of the Mall.
9:17 Go to Forever 21.... I just couldn't say no!!! I had to go but I didn't buy anything. I know, I was shocked too! 
9:22 Attacked my a very peppy mall vendor man. I don't care if you like my earrings, I am not buying anything from you, you creepy, creepy man.
9:24 Contemplate reporting overly happy mall vendor man. 
9:25 Decided I am over shopping and head to Sephora.
9:30 Back at Sephora to get ******.
9:32 Realized I miss 2 calls from Nathan.
9:35 Done with the mall..... Boo ya to all you people who slept in.... oh wait, you did get to sleep in. Ok, its a win-win situation.

AK

My 20's are coming to an end.

I turned 29 this week. Its true. I am one year away from my 30's and that means 11 years away from being 40, aka my 40th Birthday Prom. I have been planning it since I was in the college.


Ok, truth. I do not love my birthday. I carry with me a little birthday baggage. Most dealing with guilt because people feel the need to buy me something and the scars of some really bad birthdays. The worst being in 7th grade when I invited my girlfriends to come to a party, which included us going to the movies, and they each said they couldn't come. Then that I night I saw them at the movies. I actually had to walk by them when I walked out of the main doors. It was horrible. The close second would be my best friend moving away on my 16th birthday.


I say this not so that you feel sorry for me but so that you understand what I learned this year. Yes, I had some bad b.days in my teens but I have been holding it against the birthdays of my 20's. Because the truth is, my birthdays the past few years have been really great.
--I got to see the third Lord of the Rings on my 22nd birthday at a midnight showing.
--I spent my 25th in London.... granted I was sick with an African parasite but I wont hold it against London
--My best friends took me ice skating and I love ice skating.
--My brother threw me my first surprise party at age 28.


So this year, I decided, with the help of some close friends, that I would embrace my birthday. I would not cringe every time someone said happy birthday, or try to act like they weren't talking to me.  I graciously say thank you and smile. I even put my birthday on facebook. And it wasn't bad and I survived. I mean you can't hate a day where you are given flowers, you have coffee with your Dad at Panera, spend time with some of your best friends, and your niece sings Happy Birthday to you via FaceTime.


But my friends, one of my favorite things about my birthday, is not only having the blessing of having a best friend who knows you oh so well, but this.....

A Harry Potter Glitter Wand. 

LJP, I love it and that little red rhinestone you added! Cause you know I love red & rhinestones.

AK-29