Rest & Relaxation

Seriously, who doesn't LOVE the weekend? There is no other day that I love more than Saturday. Yes, it is true, I like Saturday WAY more than I like Friday. I mean, Friday is great - that is probably why they came up with the slogan "TGIF." But you still go to work on Friday. You still have to wake up early and get important like things done.

But Saturday is a totally different story. And you might think that Sunday is a good day too, but the looming Monday is always in the back of your mind. And that is why Saturday is perfect and my favorite day of the week!

Today, I got to sleep in (minus the quick 5:30am trip to take Delilah outside to go potty). Then, I got to sit and enjoy a cup of coffee with Michael while we sat and watched TV. So pleasant! We finally made it to the gym at 11:30 and I did a few errands. The afternoon continued with some DVRd shows and left over Paxti's deep dish pizza - YUMMMM!!

I mean, it wasn't the most exciting day, but I wasn't rushed to get major things accomplished because I can use Sunday for that! And if I wanted to, I could even be lazy tomorrow because I have Monday off - quick thanks to MLK Jr!! I plan on using this nice long weekend to rest up, try and recover from this lingering sickness, and get some things done around the house. Oh, and continue to celebrate Michael's 24th birthday!!

Basically, if someone doesn't love the weekend - then don't bother coming back and reading this blog again reading - we shouldn't be friends. I am also going to start campaigning for 3 day weekends every weekend! I vow to work a little bit longer and harder Monday through Thursday if I can have Friday-Sunday off. Then, I will love Friday as much as I love Saturday!

Beauty is Pain

I got a lot of great presents for Christmas. I am one lucky girl- that is for sure! I needed a lot of practical things - a new coat, jeans, and so on. There were also some things that I wanted/got that might not be viewed as "completely necessary..." but what is a must have for me could be totally lame to you.

Case in point...one of my favorite gifts I got is this - footzyrolls:


Ok, wait, let me give you a little background first. I LOVE heels. The taller the better, and I am confident that I will never feel like I have too many heels. I prefer heels over flats for many reasons and even if they are painful (which some of them are) I will still wear them. It's the price of being a "girly" girl, I guess.

So, there have been many times when i have needed to walk somewhere after work, and would be able to do this much faster and with much less pain, if I weren't wearing heels. A lot of the time, I will bring a pair of flats or flip flops for my walk.

I was reading a magazine on the treadmill a few weeks ago and came across these lovely little inventions. They are such a great concept - wear your super cute shoes, and then, in your purse you can carry these cute lil roll up ballet flats to switch out of to walk home, or wherever you need to go. GENIUS!! I was involved in a few secret santa exchanges at work, and I put the link to these up on my gchat status jokingly asking my secret santa for them. Then, during one of the exchanges...I GOT THEM!! I was so excited!

I have worn them a few times since I got them, and let me tell you- I would buy 5 more pairs. I am definitely including these in my gift giving repertoire for my girlfriends. So convenient, compact and just plan amazing!! LOVE THEM!

Appointments Available...

Michael needed a hair cut. Michael didn't want to pay to have someone cut his hair (this topic could be a whole different post). Michael asks if I want to try and cut his hair.

I could not believe the above mentioned situation happened today. But, it did. So, let me tell you how it turns out. Michael said that I could try and cut his hair. If I messed up badly, or if he didn't like it, he would just buzz it. So, nothing too bad could happen, right?!

Let me make it known that I have never cut someone else's hair before. In 4th grade my friend Tricia and I would randomly take pieces of our own hair and chop them with the crappy scissors we had in our pencil boxes. I guess you could say it was my first experience with a layered hair cut.

So, we set up what I am now referring to as "Kelsey's Salon" right in the middle of the living room. I provide my client with a great TV show to watch and get to work. Well, what I think you might really call what I was doing is haphazard chopping. I do the things I have seen my hair girl do on me, as well as things I have seen other hair stylists do on the men at the salon. I try and make sure things are even, I precisely cut around the ears and at the base of the neck. I part his hair in different ways to make sure when he styles it that it will actually look decent.

Basically, I am doing everything that I can to make sure this isn't a total bust because, well, I really like Michael with hair on his head. So, about 30 minutes into this hair cut, i step back and think that I have done a pretty good job. I grab a mirror (because I am confident enough that Michael isn't going to freak out) and I show him what is now resting on his head. And, to my surprise- he is pretty impressed!! He points out a few uneven portions, as well as the need to trim the sideburns, and I take a few more minutes to fix those spots. Ok, it was more like another 15 minutes, but it was my first time...I can't be too speedy just yet!

I get the mirror again to display the final look...and well...see for yourself:



I mean, pretty good for my first time cutting hair!! And, he hasn't buzzed it, so I guess I did an OK job by his standards too. So, what I am thinking, is that if I need to find a backup career, being a hair stylist is definitely a possibility. Would you come to my salon?! Ha ha

A Fresh Start

I am not sure about you, but I for one am very excited about 2010. The start of a new year is always a good excuse to wipe the slate clean and start fresh. So, that is what I am going to do. Well, I am not going to completely start fresh, because there are things that are great that I would like to keep. But, I am going to wipe clean on all the things that have been crummy or so-so, and make room for great things in my life.

At the moment, there are hundreds of different ideas swirling around in my brain about things to change, try and master in 2010. Things like eating less junk food, completing my 'to do' lists when I create them, send people birthday cards on time in the mail, etc etc. And luckily, there are already things in my life that I am consistently doing that I don't need to make a New Years Resolution (such as going to the gym consistently...YAY ME!). My plan for 2010 is to have small, tangible goals that I can easily achieve, as well as bigger developmental ones that I can work on over longer periods of time.

Here are some goals I plan on achieving in 2010"

-have better posture
-send birthday cards & other special occasion cards to people via USPS and make sure they are sent on time!
-take more pictures!
-plant an herb garden
-complete to do lists in a timely fashion (because I am really good at making them!)
-Stay organized and keep all important information, lists, notes, etc in one place!
-eat more fruits & veggies
-have more date night with my boyfriend
-be a consistent blogger!

Well, that looks like a lot now that I put them down on paper (er-website) but I think they can all be achieved as long as I focus! Like, right now, I am sitting up straight with good posture while I type this. Go me!! I figure that I can keep everyone updated on how my goals are going through my blog since I will be doing this on a more consistent basis.

2010 is going to be a great year for everyone- I am excited to share this journey with everyone here and in my life!

Does This Bother You?!

Today at work, I walked into the kitchen and, like always, there is stuff all over the table that is OBVIOUSLY supposed to go back into the refrigerator. Now, when you work at a company with a median age of 26.5 (I learned that at our company meeting yesterday) I understand that some people may still be adjusting to being out of college. I guess it is hard for some people to not be slobs. And no, your mother does not work here. But honestly people, mayonnaise goes in the fridge!!! Oh, and so does turkey and cheese- DUH!!!

In all honesty, things going in the fridge isn't the point of my rant. It just made me realize how many pet peeves I actually have. I know that everyone has things that always bother them. So, I started to make the list mentally in my head, and I realized that a lot of things have the potential to bother me. Ha Ha. Don't worry, I won't sit here and type them all out - that would be boring for you to read, and I would look like a beeeeotch!

Although, I can't help but list just a few so that in case you do this, you can stop doing it around me! :)

-chewing with your mouth open or having people be able to hear you chew (SO GROSS and probably my #1 pet peeve)
-not using the proper form of a word (too vs. to, where vs. wear, etc)
-pictures hung crooked on a wall
-not replacing something when you use the last of it
-wearing black with black and the two blacks not matching

OK, that is enough. I have to cut myself off or I will keep going. I mean, I know everyone has pet peeves, but I guess I just never really thought about mine- let alone make a mental list that was longer than the waiting list of a hot new club. Oh well!!

Black, Orange and Nothing to Wear

So, Halloween is 3 days away, and in my normal fashion, I still don't know what I am going to be. Well, for the Halloween Party at work on Friday I have a costume that is part of a group, but as for a costume for the main event, I am drawing a blank. Sure, I could buy a pair of wings and be an angel (which would only be dressing up in my true colors) or find some typical costume that lacks creativity. I just can't seem to think of anything to be.

And when Halloween comes, I can't help but think of one of the best movie quotes I have ever heard, compliments of the movie Mean Girls. "Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. "

Now, I am not innocent when it comes to taking a perfectly wholesome costume and turning it into the scandalous version. Like, when I was homemaker Barbie - complete with a slip, apron, spatula and heels. Or a cowgirl in platforms and a tied up flannel. It is not hard to find a cute idea for a costume, cut the amount of material needed in half and have a nice "adult" version of the costume!

I just can't haven't found something that I really want to be. Everything I find is either too time consuming to create, too boring or just not fun. So, hopefully I will be inspired between now and Saturday when it is time to go out. And if not, well, Michael and I will just wait to go out until later when everyone is drunk and won't remember that we don't have costumes. hahaha

Thanks Mom...

I know that getting traits from you parents is inevitable. These gorgeous baby blues that look at the world everyday are compliments of my mother (Crazy Sue), while my height I can thank my father....err....maybe that skipped his generation. Well, if it didn't come from my Dad, I do think it came from that side- somewhere. So, thanks! My point being- everyone is bound to be a combination of their Mom & Dad's looks to some degree.

The thing I find funny is the personality traits & weird quirks that you inherit from your parents. What made me think of this was the fact that I am sitting on my couch writing this after I just rearranged my whole living room (Michael is going to be so excited when he gets home). I tend to rearrange some part of the house every few weeks, and this is definitely something that I got from Crazy Sue. I remember coming home from school - or waking up in the morning sometimes- to a whole new kitchen/living/dining room. Crazy Sue would get the creative urge, and instead of making a greeting card or baking a cake, she would move furniture. And I am not taking swapping out one picture for another on the mantel. She would take furniture that was in the living room to the dining room and vice versa. It was like a puzzle that could be fit together 20 different ways- and she was bound to do it ever way possible.

So, while I was pushing my couch from one side of the room to the other, I just burst out laughing. Partly because I am not sure if this new arrangement is going to work, and secondly, because my Mom would be so proud that she passed this onto me. Oh Crazy Sue!! I guess there are worse things I could have gotten from my Mom- like how she says "roll-y-coaster" instead of "rollercoaster." Michael is going to go bonkers when he gets home, but I guess that's what he gets for being gone on a Saturday when I am feeling 'inspired.'

So, now, I will enjoy this new set up- until I come up with an even better one in my head.