For about six months now, an unfinished e-mail has been staring at me from my "draft" box. I have never finished it, but read it from time to time. It makes me laugh, but what dumb ideas that I concoct don't make me laugh?
That e-mail is to the group at "What Not to Wear." It is titled "Tossing myself under the bus." I want them to fix me. My style sucks. I just normally look as haphazard as my car, which is a general reflection of the state of my middle office desk drawer. That all is a generalization for my life.... half assed and sloppy.
I believe that all solid colors go together. I make jewelry only to sell it. I don't have to wear my heals anymore and am forced to literally dust them off when I attempt to wear them out. My North Face is a symbol of my winter life, as I wear it all day every day in my arctic office. The only time I really care about putting outfits together is when I go to a cattle show and nine times out of 10 I am too hungover at least once to give two hoots about what I am going to wear.
I believe in spray tanning and fake nails, but have not done either in ages. My personal appearance right now is that of Courtney Love, in my opinion. My nails/nail polish is almost off, but not quit. I looked at my eyebrows and noticed they are almost eyelashes. My flat lifeless hair was half wet when I scampered out the door. My life is a series of motions that only can be described as hitting the snooze button.
In my attempt to get them to give me the $5,000 Visa card and take me to NYC, I explain a few things like that to them, but then point out that I do have some stuff i wouldn't want them to toss out. I have to have my barn jeans and I never wear my sweats in public, so surely they could spare those right? My cowboy boots have to live on, even the ones that I have had for 13 years now. Never know when you have to go break calves. So, more or less I want them to come and put my clothes together in outfits for me. They won't do it, I won't send the e-mail and thus I will continue to resemble the wife of a panhandler with the style of a train wreck.
Anyone have any good fashion ideas? Anyone want to come help me out? I would love to shop with someone, get more staple pieces that are easy to toss on and roll. Please, please share with me.... but don't do the "here is a fashion board" BS on me b/c I am so ADD I won't even notice if there are pants.
Please and thanks.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Patio Dreaming
So, the first "Arctic blast" of the winter is upon us. I am wearing two long sleeved t-shirts, gloves and a sweater, while hovering over my space heater and covering my legs with a blanket.... WHILE IN MY OFFICE!! I am not sure if that is a grammatically correct sentence, but it fits!
This Tuesday has been a complete Groundhog Day for me, feeling 100 percent like yesterday, and it have me dreaming of patio time. That brings to mind the patio addition we plan to do this spring.
Our patio, as it is now, is cute, quaint, smallish. It does what is has to do and holds just the right amount of space for proper patio time.... or beer drinking.... call it what you wish. Well, my wish and vision is to extend it out to be flush with my (read: past owners) landscaping. Then I would like a brick wall in the southwest corner to block some wind so I can use my fire bowl without feeling like I am going to burn down the addition next to me. In that little brick wall, I want to leave it hollow to make it a planter. I am addicted to planting flowers!!!!
So, with this addition space will come more seating. I have found a few options for seating and trust me it is the only thing keeping me warm right now. And the sticker shock on some of them is making me very alert!
This Tuesday has been a complete Groundhog Day for me, feeling 100 percent like yesterday, and it have me dreaming of patio time. That brings to mind the patio addition we plan to do this spring.
Our patio, as it is now, is cute, quaint, smallish. It does what is has to do and holds just the right amount of space for proper patio time.... or beer drinking.... call it what you wish. Well, my wish and vision is to extend it out to be flush with my (read: past owners) landscaping. Then I would like a brick wall in the southwest corner to block some wind so I can use my fire bowl without feeling like I am going to burn down the addition next to me. In that little brick wall, I want to leave it hollow to make it a planter. I am addicted to planting flowers!!!!
So, with this addition space will come more seating. I have found a few options for seating and trust me it is the only thing keeping me warm right now. And the sticker shock on some of them is making me very alert!
This little gem, coming in at $1,500, screams evenings reading while setting around with Circle K. Not sure that will happen, but it looks heavy enough to not blow away. A key element I will not be able to ignore!
I wish I was pulled together enough to make this work. It looks like everyone would have so much fun partying around it, I can almost smell the steaks on the grill now. I see hours of cocktails, gossip and laughter! Maybe if I buy it they will come?!?! Not sure our addition will warrant something this grandiose, but a gal can dream.
This might be just what we are looking for. Overstock.com has these, they come in twos and seems sturdy and comfortable. Good think I went to the "O" to know they carry this sort of stuff. It will be a tough decision and my buyers remorse will be in full swing. Lord only knows what I will end up with. Some folding chairs from Dollar General is my best bet!
PS- Do you think the amazing settings pulled me in?!?! I sure do!
Love ya followers! Enjoy Groundhog Day with me! KCK
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
3 in 30
I have seen some people doing these lists, like 101 in 1001. But, I know myself and I am going to start small. I am going to do 3 goals in 30 days.
GOAL #1:
Eating has become a hobby of mine. I am going to keep a food diary for the next 30 days to hold myself accountable for my health. Not to say I am in any health trouble, but I am not getting any damn younger! I hope to post from time to time so you guys can cheer me on. No wait.... it is so you guys can find a little glimpse of inspiration.
I have two full days under my belt and I have all ready tossed more fruits and veggies in my meals. It has made me notice that popcorn might not always fit into the food pyramid if you plan to have frozen pizza for dinner! Who would have thought!
GOAL #2:
Become a part of an organization by volunteering. I have a ton of free time after work and I am always tired. In the end, I go home and fall asleep. If I start to volunteer, not only will I not be able to go to bed, I think I will garner more energy and be healthier in the long run.
So, I have sent the paper work off to help with the Free to Live shelter by my house. I can walk dogs and clean and such. Or even office work when people adopt an animal. Therefore, I won't want a dog since I can mingle with them on a monthly basis. Hope they pick me! If not, I am going to make sure and donate some of my old towels and blankets along with some chew toys, like socks that lost their mate years ago!
GOAL #3:
Wave on my way to work. Every single morning for 30 days! I thought people in the south were nice, but I notice they don't wave. That is going to stop with me!!!!! They might think me nuts, but the people I see on my way to work every day are going to start waving. I am going to be that person who does the farmers wave the whole way. It is my challenge to me and you to make someones day by waving. It will, I promise you, make you happier and help them along to work!!!
Peace out cub scouts!
GOAL #1:
Eating has become a hobby of mine. I am going to keep a food diary for the next 30 days to hold myself accountable for my health. Not to say I am in any health trouble, but I am not getting any damn younger! I hope to post from time to time so you guys can cheer me on. No wait.... it is so you guys can find a little glimpse of inspiration.
I have two full days under my belt and I have all ready tossed more fruits and veggies in my meals. It has made me notice that popcorn might not always fit into the food pyramid if you plan to have frozen pizza for dinner! Who would have thought!
GOAL #2:
Become a part of an organization by volunteering. I have a ton of free time after work and I am always tired. In the end, I go home and fall asleep. If I start to volunteer, not only will I not be able to go to bed, I think I will garner more energy and be healthier in the long run.
So, I have sent the paper work off to help with the Free to Live shelter by my house. I can walk dogs and clean and such. Or even office work when people adopt an animal. Therefore, I won't want a dog since I can mingle with them on a monthly basis. Hope they pick me! If not, I am going to make sure and donate some of my old towels and blankets along with some chew toys, like socks that lost their mate years ago!
GOAL #3:
Wave on my way to work. Every single morning for 30 days! I thought people in the south were nice, but I notice they don't wave. That is going to stop with me!!!!! They might think me nuts, but the people I see on my way to work every day are going to start waving. I am going to be that person who does the farmers wave the whole way. It is my challenge to me and you to make someones day by waving. It will, I promise you, make you happier and help them along to work!!!
Peace out cub scouts!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Diet Pill Debacle
Ya, Ya. Say it now "I told you so." Whatever. I get it! I like to randomly try diet pills. Hi, my name is KC and I am slightly addicted to the rush. Well, maybe the slight heart palpitations are the only rush and they are horrible. Anyway, I grabbed some more. As the new year was smack dab on top of me I realized I had just, only that weekend, downed beer like the apocalypse was going to hit all the breweries in the world and took it upon myself to dismantle an entire pizza. I need to get my gut right, get my metabolize pumped up and get healthy. Not in a "I want to be a size 0" kind of way. In a way that can only be explained as "I want to wave my arms and not have them wave me" kind of way.
So, wondering Target, attempting to stay warm and walk at the same time, I found myself drawn to a purple bottle. This bottle spoke to me as I stared deep into the eyes of their spokesperson, Kim K. It said "You want to be a hottie like me, beat hot men off with sticks and make millions? Then down this pill." Okay, she didn't say this but those promises came to me from the top of the box.
I exited the store with a pep in my step and $40 worth of QuickTrim in my bag. I waited until the next day to absorb the directions, which require one person to take eight horse size pills per day. It was enough to last me 14 days. Okay. No problem. With the help of the pills and my love of veggies I could get my sweet tooth under control and my jiggly butt back into some of my jeans. (Oh Citizens! How my cheeks miss you and your wonderful denim!)
I made it through day 1. Yes, I waved the white flag after one day only. Not to mention are eight pills a little more than I could handle, they made my stomach hurt so bad food wouldn't have been an option. I drank so much water, my eyeballs floated but my stomach still felt like I had eaten a bale of alfalfa hay. Then it hit me.... I bought the Burn and CLEANSE pills.
I am going to leave it at that. One day, $40 and one giant lesson learned. That bottle will not make me a Kardashian...... and also eat your veggies, but beware!!!!
So, wondering Target, attempting to stay warm and walk at the same time, I found myself drawn to a purple bottle. This bottle spoke to me as I stared deep into the eyes of their spokesperson, Kim K. It said "You want to be a hottie like me, beat hot men off with sticks and make millions? Then down this pill." Okay, she didn't say this but those promises came to me from the top of the box.
I exited the store with a pep in my step and $40 worth of QuickTrim in my bag. I waited until the next day to absorb the directions, which require one person to take eight horse size pills per day. It was enough to last me 14 days. Okay. No problem. With the help of the pills and my love of veggies I could get my sweet tooth under control and my jiggly butt back into some of my jeans. (Oh Citizens! How my cheeks miss you and your wonderful denim!)
I made it through day 1. Yes, I waved the white flag after one day only. Not to mention are eight pills a little more than I could handle, they made my stomach hurt so bad food wouldn't have been an option. I drank so much water, my eyeballs floated but my stomach still felt like I had eaten a bale of alfalfa hay. Then it hit me.... I bought the Burn and CLEANSE pills.
I am going to leave it at that. One day, $40 and one giant lesson learned. That bottle will not make me a Kardashian...... and also eat your veggies, but beware!!!!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Reviewing the last year
Since this is actually the start of a new decade, I will succumb to the nonsense and reminisce some more. Mind you, I will not, REPEAT WILL NOT!, go through the last 10 years. That would painful for all of us.
Let's see. To hit some random notes from last year.
I started a new job in July. Means I have been almost six months without making a cinnamon roll!!! That is quit the feat seeing as to how for the past four January's at this time I would be setting up for a trade show in Enid. A trade show that I even got a speeding ticket getting to once. Damn Kingfisher cop! Don't speed on that highway from Kingfisher to Enid, okay people?! Things have gone pretty decent. I don't like to get too pumped, so let that suffice.
There was a trial separation between a lover and I. Diet Coke wasn't a part of KC from May until November, until the sweet stuff again passed my lips. We have been hot and heavy ever since! We can keep our mouths off each other.
I got to see my family a few times and even spent a week as low man on the totem pole of Colt Keffer Cattle Co. It was okay, I can out alive, no biggy!
Larz got 30,000 miles put on him and they were all short trips. I wonder where they all came from. (Larz is my Dodge Charger. I name my cars, don't judge.) There were a few trips to Kansas City, on trip to a wedding that damn near killed me, a trip to another one in Texas that was much easier on me, some Liveauctions.tv sales, weekends in Stillwater, a visit to Amarillo and a ton of dorking around. Man, seems like I had a lame year. Wait... one trip home. See above:)
I only got to fly three times last year. That is a sad, sad thing for me. And two of the trips were in the last two months. Invite me to visit you people. I am bored just reading that statement.
I turned 30, it sucked and made me grouchy. I have found grey hairs, spent way too much on wrinkle cream and reverted back to bangs. I enjoy them, but I still have that "your an idiot" line in between my eyes.
Spray tanning became a slight addiction and a permanent figure in my life. I don't care if it tastes funny and could give me stripes, I am in love with it. And, if any of you know me you will understand that making fun or trying to dissuade me to love it won't work.
Circle K took me on a weekend vacation, one that I hope becomes a yearly trip. However, we would like to have some friends go with. That weekend was fun and we started rattling off people (couples, I guess) that could go with us. Much to my chagrin we couldn't think of any b/c I get along better with the men than most of the women of the couples. So sue me, I am a man's woman... if that makes sense. I am one of the guys. Much better stated. So, unless I start playing nice or go deaf, we will again be alone on our trip. :) I am evil.
Now that I try to type about how amazing I am (sarcasm) I realize my year was pretty boring. I think I would take boring over too much drama or death. Things are okay this way. Things are more than okay- I am blessed!!!!! Yep! I am.
Count your blessings, even if they come down to realizing your pain in the ass little brother isn't that bad after all!
Let's see. To hit some random notes from last year.
I started a new job in July. Means I have been almost six months without making a cinnamon roll!!! That is quit the feat seeing as to how for the past four January's at this time I would be setting up for a trade show in Enid. A trade show that I even got a speeding ticket getting to once. Damn Kingfisher cop! Don't speed on that highway from Kingfisher to Enid, okay people?! Things have gone pretty decent. I don't like to get too pumped, so let that suffice.
There was a trial separation between a lover and I. Diet Coke wasn't a part of KC from May until November, until the sweet stuff again passed my lips. We have been hot and heavy ever since! We can keep our mouths off each other.
I got to see my family a few times and even spent a week as low man on the totem pole of Colt Keffer Cattle Co. It was okay, I can out alive, no biggy!
Larz got 30,000 miles put on him and they were all short trips. I wonder where they all came from. (Larz is my Dodge Charger. I name my cars, don't judge.) There were a few trips to Kansas City, on trip to a wedding that damn near killed me, a trip to another one in Texas that was much easier on me, some Liveauctions.tv sales, weekends in Stillwater, a visit to Amarillo and a ton of dorking around. Man, seems like I had a lame year. Wait... one trip home. See above:)
I only got to fly three times last year. That is a sad, sad thing for me. And two of the trips were in the last two months. Invite me to visit you people. I am bored just reading that statement.
I turned 30, it sucked and made me grouchy. I have found grey hairs, spent way too much on wrinkle cream and reverted back to bangs. I enjoy them, but I still have that "your an idiot" line in between my eyes.
Spray tanning became a slight addiction and a permanent figure in my life. I don't care if it tastes funny and could give me stripes, I am in love with it. And, if any of you know me you will understand that making fun or trying to dissuade me to love it won't work.
Circle K took me on a weekend vacation, one that I hope becomes a yearly trip. However, we would like to have some friends go with. That weekend was fun and we started rattling off people (couples, I guess) that could go with us. Much to my chagrin we couldn't think of any b/c I get along better with the men than most of the women of the couples. So sue me, I am a man's woman... if that makes sense. I am one of the guys. Much better stated. So, unless I start playing nice or go deaf, we will again be alone on our trip. :) I am evil.
Now that I try to type about how amazing I am (sarcasm) I realize my year was pretty boring. I think I would take boring over too much drama or death. Things are okay this way. Things are more than okay- I am blessed!!!!! Yep! I am.
Count your blessings, even if they come down to realizing your pain in the ass little brother isn't that bad after all!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Time Out
It is official. I am in time out. A self appointed time out, nonetheless.
Things that have came out of my mouth today haven't been very Christmas spirity. Like my trip to the package shipping HQ. Mind you, not my last minute mailings..... those will go out in January! LOL. So, I get there with specific instructions from my boss as to when he wants them to arrive to their designated locations. The one to Texas was a snap. Then the gentleman, who wasn't wearing a shirt when I walked in, told me the one to Colorado may or may not make it. UPS wasn't guaranteeing any packages because of winter weather. I asked him, more sternly than either of us anticipated, if I needed to go to the UPS store myself. He rambled on about winter weather and I somewhat gave him a dissertation on my growing up in the north and knowing how to drive in it, but since I didn't have the time in my schedule to deliver them I trust that UPS has drivers from that region who can navigate the roads. There is no way they would enlist drivers from Florida to send holiday packages to and fro in the winter weather. Those specific packages will reach their new owners by Christmas, but I anticipate the boxes got a nice kick before they got loaded. My bad!
My husband, the greatest one in the whole wide world, wants me to go to a basketball game. This has put me in a foul mood b/c I have to pack for a trip home. Guess he doesn't own a calendar or consult it on a regular basis. I am done with that:)
I just littered. I NEVER litter! I once stopped the car, on 231, to make April get out of my vehicle and pick up a gum wrapper. I wouldn't let her back in until she found a little piece of trash to tote back with her b/c I realized mid- tantrum that the wind took her actual wrapper away! And just now, as I was tossing out that ever annoying green, grass looking festive crap in the bottom of a basket I let some flutter away in the wind. I could have cared less. Don't judge me, okay?!?!
For the most part, that is what has my figurative panties in a wad.
Sincerely,
In Time out:(
Things that have came out of my mouth today haven't been very Christmas spirity. Like my trip to the package shipping HQ. Mind you, not my last minute mailings..... those will go out in January! LOL. So, I get there with specific instructions from my boss as to when he wants them to arrive to their designated locations. The one to Texas was a snap. Then the gentleman, who wasn't wearing a shirt when I walked in, told me the one to Colorado may or may not make it. UPS wasn't guaranteeing any packages because of winter weather. I asked him, more sternly than either of us anticipated, if I needed to go to the UPS store myself. He rambled on about winter weather and I somewhat gave him a dissertation on my growing up in the north and knowing how to drive in it, but since I didn't have the time in my schedule to deliver them I trust that UPS has drivers from that region who can navigate the roads. There is no way they would enlist drivers from Florida to send holiday packages to and fro in the winter weather. Those specific packages will reach their new owners by Christmas, but I anticipate the boxes got a nice kick before they got loaded. My bad!
My husband, the greatest one in the whole wide world, wants me to go to a basketball game. This has put me in a foul mood b/c I have to pack for a trip home. Guess he doesn't own a calendar or consult it on a regular basis. I am done with that:)
I just littered. I NEVER litter! I once stopped the car, on 231, to make April get out of my vehicle and pick up a gum wrapper. I wouldn't let her back in until she found a little piece of trash to tote back with her b/c I realized mid- tantrum that the wind took her actual wrapper away! And just now, as I was tossing out that ever annoying green, grass looking festive crap in the bottom of a basket I let some flutter away in the wind. I could have cared less. Don't judge me, okay?!?!
For the most part, that is what has my figurative panties in a wad.
Sincerely,
In Time out:(
Friday, December 17, 2010
He graduated!
As I type this, my college graduate brother is in a real-world job interview. It seems more bittersweet than my own did for a multitude of reasons. I thought this summer was hard, but this is the nail in the coffin of our family. Morbid terms, but to me this means we are an older family now. People will age more rapidly, lives will change more dramatically and we won't be little kids any more.
This summer, I cried like a baby at the Junior National. Not only was it hard to swallow that our family was done with junior shows for good, but it meant that Colt and I weren't juniors either. Granted, I gave up my membership years ago but I chose to live vicariously through him. And, as some of you calculate my age and scratch your heads wondering when I will birth my own junior let me tell you- I don't think that will be the same. Being a parent to a junior is something totally different to me.
As Colt went into his first heat of showmanship, Rascall Flatts' "Hear Comes Goodbye" came on in the ring. Mind you, I hate that band, minus a few songs but it brought a lump to my throat and tears in my eyes. As I looked around, I noticed the same people were around me as were around me when I took my last heifer in the ring for my last show. Great people will stay in your life forever, but you take them for granted until you squint through tears! I honestly believe that. Having Colty ask me how to do a tail and requesting I carry him a bucket of water before finals were more than I could handle. Cue the tears.
Then came this Saturday. First we didn't know if he even made it to the big parade of future tax payers. Even his friends, who delivered him to the site, were unsure if he was in the throng of robes. Come to find out, our little boy was the second name called in the Dept. of Ag! Heck, that isn't where we thought to look... at the front of the herd. No way. So needless to say, I wasn't prepared and didn't snap too many pictures.
On to our party time... I mean his party! We had fun, his friends came from far and wide and had a big time. Youngest MCS auctioned them off and I must say, I am excited for that kid to start selling sales. He was amazing! Would love to sell via the Internet with him!
Now, Colty is in a job interview, one of the most nerve wracking things in the world. And, I must Christmas shop for my hubby for the sixth Christmas! Why are we all grown ups and doing adult things? I am not having a good time with this. Now that Colty is gone from Stillwater, it seems to be the perfect time to grow up, do all the adult things people do but I DON'T WANN!!! !!!!!
So, as I wiped tears from the corner of my eyes on Saturday, looked at my mom and dad and fondled my wedding ring, I was resigned to say that time is moving along more rapidly than I ever expected. I am not belted in properly and I don't know if I want to be. I love this crazy, fast life and the person my family lead me to be. Thanks to you all for supporting my little brother and I!
This summer, I cried like a baby at the Junior National. Not only was it hard to swallow that our family was done with junior shows for good, but it meant that Colt and I weren't juniors either. Granted, I gave up my membership years ago but I chose to live vicariously through him. And, as some of you calculate my age and scratch your heads wondering when I will birth my own junior let me tell you- I don't think that will be the same. Being a parent to a junior is something totally different to me.
As Colt went into his first heat of showmanship, Rascall Flatts' "Hear Comes Goodbye" came on in the ring. Mind you, I hate that band, minus a few songs but it brought a lump to my throat and tears in my eyes. As I looked around, I noticed the same people were around me as were around me when I took my last heifer in the ring for my last show. Great people will stay in your life forever, but you take them for granted until you squint through tears! I honestly believe that. Having Colty ask me how to do a tail and requesting I carry him a bucket of water before finals were more than I could handle. Cue the tears.
Then came this Saturday. First we didn't know if he even made it to the big parade of future tax payers. Even his friends, who delivered him to the site, were unsure if he was in the throng of robes. Come to find out, our little boy was the second name called in the Dept. of Ag! Heck, that isn't where we thought to look... at the front of the herd. No way. So needless to say, I wasn't prepared and didn't snap too many pictures.
On to our party time... I mean his party! We had fun, his friends came from far and wide and had a big time. Youngest MCS auctioned them off and I must say, I am excited for that kid to start selling sales. He was amazing! Would love to sell via the Internet with him!
Now, Colty is in a job interview, one of the most nerve wracking things in the world. And, I must Christmas shop for my hubby for the sixth Christmas! Why are we all grown ups and doing adult things? I am not having a good time with this. Now that Colty is gone from Stillwater, it seems to be the perfect time to grow up, do all the adult things people do but I DON'T WANN!!! !!!!!
So, as I wiped tears from the corner of my eyes on Saturday, looked at my mom and dad and fondled my wedding ring, I was resigned to say that time is moving along more rapidly than I ever expected. I am not belted in properly and I don't know if I want to be. I love this crazy, fast life and the person my family lead me to be. Thanks to you all for supporting my little brother and I!
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