tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-99979492012-01-19T17:11:14.190-07:00High altitude hijinks.KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.comBlogger4361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-74519267929233967292012-01-09T22:05:00.000-07:002012-01-09T22:05:25.359-07:00

Brace yourself, for I am about to be one big, fat New Year's resolution cliche. Ready?"I resolve to lose weight in 2012." One big, fat cliche, I know. But the truth is, I've been unhappy with my body for a while. I remember when I was in high school I used to think that I was so fat. I would stand in front of the mirror and pick apart each and every part of my body. Now when I look at

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-13738196549214299042011-12-30T13:21:00.000-07:002011-12-30T13:25:38.171-07:00

1. What did you do in 2011 that you've never done before? Vacationed in Key West - rented this amazing house, went deep sea-fishing, spent a day sailing and sea-kayaking and went to my first drag show which was awesome! 2. Did you make any new year's resolutions in 2011 and will you make any for 2012?Didn't really make any for 2011 but already working on them for 2012. 3. Did anyone close to you

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-87649164155032496502011-12-26T21:45:00.004-07:002011-12-26T22:00:26.145-07:00

So here I am, trying to write again. I always have the best intentions when I say I'm going to write on this blog again but then stuff happens and I don't. But the thing is, writing makes me happy. It's a stress reliever. And even my very worst writing is good because it's a creative outlet for me and lately I've realized that some form of creativity is necessary in life for me to be happy.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-67692645766936991402011-04-03T21:18:00.002-06:002011-04-03T21:21:18.869-06:00

Despite the fact that my boys lost their home opener, I was one happy girl on Friday. The weather was perfect, the beer was cold, the friends and family were many. I don't understand people who don't enjoy baseball.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-80467371351203132592011-02-06T13:37:00.001-07:002011-02-06T13:37:38.271-07:00

The first time I read the book was in high school. I'll the the first to admit that though I was in AP English, I rarely read a book cover to cover. Most of the selections were rather dull and tedious to my teenage brain so more often than not, I would read a few chapters, decide the book sucked and then did one of the following to get through the test or report: a) picked up the Cliff Notes, b)

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-56998654866638075702011-01-19T19:51:00.002-07:002011-01-19T19:53:16.732-07:00

Well so far 2011 has kicked my boo-tay. I flew out on New Year's Eve to visit one of my best friends and we were supposed to go out to go see a band play and ring in the new year. Instead, I was on the couch in my jammies, feeling like doo-doo. And then I went to urgent care a few days later and was diagnosed with a double ear infection and an upper respiratory infection. I flew home a couple

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-65680525865348027952010-12-30T18:53:00.004-07:002010-12-30T18:57:37.869-07:00

Two posts in two days. I'm on fire. I decided it was high time to give the old blog a facelift. New template, new pics, new posts. I'm ending 2010 highly motivated and am hoping I can take that motivation into 2011. Because truth be told, I have a very good feeling about the new year. Let's see what happens...

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-3121283486240530692010-12-29T21:05:00.024-07:002010-12-30T19:57:41.169-07:00

1. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?Traveled to Alaska and love, love, LOVED it. Went white-water rafting which I also loved.2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?I didn't really make any in 2010. I'll work on some for 2011.3. Did anyone close to you give birth?Oh for sure! Karen had baby Finn *swoon*. Amber had the lovely baby Piper

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-56284130115280549072010-11-21T16:44:00.002-07:002010-11-21T16:49:45.370-07:00

I've really been missing my blog as of late. I've been writing a lot lately and so I think I'll start posting on here again. I didn't realize how theraputic it can be until I'd been away from it for a while. And with the holidays coming up I'll have some time off of work to focusing on writing. There's a lot to tell whoever is still out there reading. Stay tuned....

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-46216370232148579102010-07-20T12:04:00.002-06:002010-07-20T12:12:06.612-06:00

So I've been gone forever and now I'm here asking for a favor. Could I be any more rude? Nope, don't think so. Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I want to tell you guys about a little project I've got going.My birthday is coming up next week - the big 3-4. My mom and I were chatting on the phone and she asked if I had any ideas for presents. I couldn't come up with anything so told her I

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-20232858890813991762010-04-06T20:20:00.003-06:002010-04-06T22:25:46.611-06:00

So yesterday was my 10 year anniversary at my company. It's kind of hard to believe that it's been 10 years. A decade. Diez anos. Half a score.Crazy.Some co-workers took me to lunch today to celebrate and we ended up at my favorite Mexican joint in town. Someone asked if it felt like a long time and I kind of laughed when I answered no because of course 10 years is a long time in some respects.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-60765258339078940902010-03-16T22:54:00.000-06:002010-03-16T22:57:06.734-06:00

I have my second miserable head cold of 2010. The first one came just after the new year began and I was in bad shape for two weeks. This one seems to be getting better after a couple of days so I'm hopeful. I think I caught the cold on a flight back from D.C. last week. I had a window seat and was sitting next to the human petri dish who refused to cover his mouth when he coughed or sneezed.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-24283857793811758232009-10-18T19:46:00.003-06:002009-10-18T19:56:13.220-06:00

"Hey, do me a solid and get me a Beggin' Strip. I'm so hungry I can hardly hold up my head. These brown eyes are only going to get sadder the longer I have to wait."

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-300916011830748702009-10-14T22:08:00.008-06:002009-10-14T23:12:44.513-06:00

Things I did today that sucked:Got a flu shotRolled my ankle in my cute new Mary JanesHad a fitness assessment wherein my body fat was measured with tong-like device.Things I did today that did not suck:Lots of progress on work projectMore sit-ups and push-ups than I thought possible during aforementioned fitness testMade a delicious dinner of tenderloin, couscous/spinach/feta/pine nut stuffed

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-28963072057418910342009-10-05T21:38:00.005-06:002009-10-05T22:20:37.067-06:00

So my goal to start writing more sort of...um...failed miserably. I've got a lot to say but just haven't been able to sit down and write. I've been feeling out of sorts lately because the insomnia hit again. Actually, it bitch-slapped me, kicked me in the shins, squirted lemon juice in my eyes and gave me four hojillion paper cuts...under my finger nails. I have to say that I wouldn't wish

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-47084157170267328352009-09-08T20:50:00.002-06:002009-09-08T20:56:16.055-06:00

(Alternative title: A Picture's Worth a Thousand Words...and I'm Tired as Hell. So please, enjoy some pictures and know that I had a fantastic time and could never share all of the awesome stories.) (Ok so one quick story...I wanted to take this little burro home as he was so cute. And I was going to name him...wait for it...Burrito! Can you imagine how much fun I am on a 5 day road trip?!)

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-32551956709651828192009-09-02T21:24:00.008-06:002009-09-03T06:49:52.406-06:00

So I ran into Walgreens today to pick up a few things including Emergen-C. I've been so paranoid about getting sick before vacation that I thought I'd get some and load up. I wandered the aisles looking but couldn't find it anywhere. After five minutes of searching, I walked back to the pharmacy to ask if they stocked it."Oh yes, we carry it," the pharmacist whispered. "I'll just need your

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-78072599655983967022009-08-23T18:54:00.014-06:002009-08-23T19:52:06.951-06:00

I've been meaning to write about my birthday for oh, nearly a month, but I haven't had much time to sit down and go on and on about how fantastic it was. The last few birthdays have been a bit lackluster, to say the least. So I decided that this year would be big. Quite a few of my friends hadn't seen the new house yet so I threw a housewarming/birthday extravaganza. Keeley, KC, Marla Steve

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-65918631903366887512009-07-21T19:50:00.001-06:002009-07-21T19:54:35.954-06:00

I went to Chicago for vacation and went sailing. It was as fantastic as I thought it would be and I will be going again. Not sure when as there aren't many regatta galas here in the greater Denver metro area, but I'll figure it out.I've been working on the new house. Still. *sigh* But I still love it more than just about anything else. Except for the brown dog. I still heart him above all others.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-68656929680596454922009-06-07T11:55:00.001-06:002009-06-07T11:58:55.241-06:00

So there was full moon this week and I think that must explain the strange things going on as of late. Ok, so some of this stuff happened prior to the full moon but I'll blame the moon none the less. Ok, so I haven't slept much since moving into the new house. As some of you know, I'm not a great sleeper anyway and being in a new place doesn't help. So I'm averaging about 4 hours a night these

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-48373132913475564372009-05-26T20:58:00.002-06:002009-05-26T21:05:15.512-06:00

The brown dog still goes to the front door when he needs to go out because he forgets that he has a big backyard these days. And I need a step stool to reach the blinds in the kitchen thanks to the 9' ceilings. But other than that, we're settling in quite nicely.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-82597722329738752562009-05-21T09:14:00.000-06:002009-05-21T09:16:16.007-06:00

I've spent the last two days at the new house getting things ready before the big move on Saturday. Tuesday, my sisters and their boyfriends came over and helped me paint which was a huge help. We managed to get the horrible pink and red walls (uh, they were SO bad!) covered with a lovely, more neutral shade. The bad part was, we had to clean for nearly 3 hours to get all of the grime off the

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-48278414500136241512009-05-10T20:07:00.007-06:002009-05-10T20:12:00.406-06:00

I'm living in squalor. And I don't care for it. I close on the new house this coming Friday, take possession the following Monday and move Saturday May 23rd. My townhouse is filled with boxes and I find myself tripping over them on a regular basis.; it's making me crazy. I jammed my shin into a box last night as I was getting ready to go out and I let forth a stream of profanities so loudly

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-29944857717155609192009-04-29T22:58:00.003-06:002009-04-29T23:04:56.925-06:00

So I was already to get back on the blogging bandwagon and then my computer just up and died. And then Best Buy held it hostage for two weeks while they alledgedly "fixed it". Only when I picked it up, it was not fixed. And so then there were some angry words and another trip back to Best Buy and we are now up and running. I'd like to go on the record and say that those rat bastards at the Geek

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-81657205353784200732009-04-11T20:59:00.000-06:002009-04-11T21:00:04.110-06:00

I went to Opening Day yesterday and as usual, it was awesome. It's easily one of my favorite days of the year and this year did not disappoint. The Rockies played well and beat the Phillies (taking a little shine off of their World Series win last fall). The pre-parties were all fun, the weather was gorgeous and I got a little color on my arms and face. I hung out with good friends, had a few

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-18704557069326553402009-03-29T20:42:00.001-06:002009-03-29T20:42:57.118-06:00

Ok, you can't see it but I'm standing.And now I'm sitting because, lordy, it's hard typing while standing. And because I'm lazy.So I realize I said I was back to blogging and for a while there I was doing ok. I was going to write all about what had been going on and explain everything. And at first it was going ok. But then it began feeling like a chore; like something I had to do. Telling the

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-42603447465205970712009-01-25T19:22:00.002-07:002009-01-25T19:29:28.679-07:00

So as I was saying, 2006 sucked. (Eloquent, I know.) And then 2007 rolled around. And I was bound and determined to make all of these big changes and to show Life that while it may have bitch-slapped me repeatedly over the course of 2006, I was taking charge in 2007. I had a plan. I decided I was going to make some major changes in my life and instead of doing them one at a time - like a sane

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-79445888877788017392009-01-05T21:57:00.001-07:002009-01-05T21:59:51.774-07:00

1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?Traveled 38,000 miles in six months; put aside my fear of heights to scale all sorts of crazy rocks in the Badlands; had dinner at Buddakan in NYC; and last but certainly not least - had someone utter the phrase "Tell me about your hurt" (man, that still makes me giggle).2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-35879738726581808642008-12-22T08:57:00.002-07:002008-12-22T09:03:32.530-07:00

I thought I'd interrupt the dark and gloomy to bring some holiday happiness. Tis the season, you know.This is my favorite version of my favorite Christmas song. It's been on heavy rotation as I wrap presents, bake cookies, and drink Irish coffee.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-3150985728541795962008-12-11T23:10:00.001-07:002008-12-12T07:32:54.277-07:00

To fully understand what's been going on with me, we need to take a look back. It's a lot to take in so bear with me as I try to explain it all.2006 started off pretty well. The career was good, my family was happy and healthy (and getting bigger with the arrival of new babies) my friends were all doing well, and I was in the glowy place of a new relationship – the first one I’d ventured into

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-15626234494833124602008-12-04T08:05:00.002-07:002008-12-12T07:34:32.077-07:00

In the big scheme of things, I have a great life.I’ve always had a roof over my head, food in my belly and lots of people who love me. Despite their not-so-nice divorce, I always knew that my parents loved me more than anything. I have two wonderful sisters who are smart and witty and gorgeous and who show me the kind of unconditional love that only sisters can show. I have aunts, uncles and

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-52269401081471134082008-12-02T17:36:00.002-07:002008-12-02T17:42:11.440-07:00

Guess who feels like writing again? New stuff up soon explaining where I've been and what's been going on. I know, I know - you're all breathless with anticipation.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-35253728208528250422008-08-17T21:43:00.004-06:002008-08-17T22:05:31.819-06:00

Oh, hello.So this is what it's like to open a new posting on the blog. I'd almost forgotten...There's a lot to write about but right now, I just don't fee like it. Instead, I feel like eating raspberry sorbet. I feel like taking Barley for long walks. I feel like celebrating my promotion at work. I feel like getting pedicures, having beers and burgers at My Brother's Bar, and watching the

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-45970994392582215382008-07-24T21:23:00.000-06:002008-12-09T02:47:36.961-07:00

Do you ever notice how you will have blocks of time that have absolutely nothing going on and then all of the sudden you go weeks and weeks without any time to yourself? Well the latter has been my life as of late. But it hasn't all been bad. In fact, some of it's been pretty wonderful.I was traveling for work last Monday through Thursday. (Not the wonderful part; that's coming) My flight landed

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-78796644819772753592008-07-13T23:15:00.002-06:002008-12-09T02:47:37.404-07:00

I just love a good weekend, don't you? Mine started by sneaking out of work a little early on Friday and meeting a hot guy for a movie. Now this hot guy and I have become quite close as of late. We have so much in common - we have similar tastes in music and movies; we both love being outdoors; we're both sarcastic; we can both roam the aisles of Whole Foods for hours and hours; and we both like

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-51185171622038378162008-07-10T22:06:00.000-06:002008-07-10T22:15:32.904-06:00

It's 10:06pm and I am going to bed. I intended to sleep until at least 6am. That is 8 hours, people. Can't. Friggin. Wait. Night, night.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-75585212944788403872008-06-26T23:20:00.003-06:002008-06-27T00:50:35.474-06:00

It's been a while since I've done this but it felt like it was time to do it again.List ten things you want to say to people you know but you never will, for whatever reason. Don't say who they are. Use each person only once.I don't think much about you anymore. This is a huge change because I used to spend all of my time thinking about you and the life we could have had together. One day it

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-76802808874583977772008-06-11T22:48:00.006-06:002008-12-09T02:47:37.773-07:00

So because I'm a little behind on most things in life these days, here are a few pictures from my trip to New York last month. You'll note that we're in a restaurant or bar for most of these photos. Aside from being wonderful writers, witty conversationalists, fantastic shopping buddies, and lovers of dirty martinis, these girls love a great meal as much as I do. Bloggers who brunch.I know both

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-32080397640327318222008-06-04T21:56:00.002-06:002008-06-04T22:07:27.964-06:00

Last weekend I got called "ma'am" by some pimple-faced teenager at Safeway.After playing golf for two days, my back was sore for the following four.I fell asleep on the couch last night at 8pm. And today I spent 20 minutes trying to figure out which eye cream would best combat the new line I discovered this morning while applying mascara. It would appear I've suddenly become old. It blows.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-26521585231586410542008-05-26T20:18:00.006-06:002008-05-26T21:38:08.560-06:00

I'm evidently hell bent on losing every reader I have by only posting once in a blue moon. The funny thing is, I get annoyed with the bloggers I read daily who go a while without posting. And yet I often leave Just Me unattended for weeks at a time. Hypocrisy, thy name is Kendra.So let's see, what to bring you up to speed on? Well first, would have to be my trip to NYC. Cheryl and I jumped on

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-76699390785186529922008-05-07T22:42:00.000-06:002008-05-07T22:48:53.521-06:00

Barley and I went for a long walk over the weekend and you know what? It's spring! I was in Atlanta last week and it seemed like when I returned home, spring was here. The grass is green, the flowers and trees are blooming, the air is warm in the morning, and just yesterday I saw the first batch of baby geese. Barley wanted to eat the lot of them as a little pre-dinner snack. There's a huge pine

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-69192946504789761912008-04-28T21:50:00.004-06:002008-12-09T02:47:38.653-07:00

The last few weeks have been non-stop. There was a ton of work stuff going on starting about three weeks ago including a new job. Same company but bigger role. All good stuff but I've been buried.Then came the weekends o' Meghan. First, Rosie and I went to Kansas City for Meghan's bridal shower. We stayed on the Plaza and did a bit of shopping. Fountains on the PlazaRosie, Tim, MeghanI bought a

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-51264319182983714892008-04-10T21:42:00.002-06:002008-04-10T21:47:27.492-06:00

The reasons this video is awesome are threefold:1) CAKE2) Cooking3) Rick JamesEnjoy...

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-51103279833885073942008-04-06T22:50:00.001-06:002008-12-09T02:47:38.944-07:00

In my nine illustrious years in the workforce, I have yet to work on Opening Day. As soon as the schedule comes out, I block that day on my calendar for vacation. This year was no different as I headed to Coors Field with a ton of my friends. We hit several parties in LoDo prior to the game, drank lots of cold beer, snacked on roasted peanuts, and actually managed to get a little sunburned

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-12290661498198253252008-03-30T23:19:00.001-06:002008-03-30T23:49:36.407-06:00

Reading: Atonement. I know a ton of people who love this book but I have to be honest, I'm having a hell of a time getting into it.Eating: So addicted to Dryer's Slow Churn ice cream. I made sweet, sweet love to a scoop of butter pecan a little while ago. Could have done more damage but I held back.Exercise: Didn't gain a pound over the holidays but all the travel in January and early February

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-47072948374472019022008-03-23T21:46:00.001-06:002008-03-23T21:48:09.109-06:00

The neighborhood I grew up in had a lot of kids in it so there was always something to do and always someone to hang out with. Our street, Alice Place, had several houses with kids from my elementary school. The numbers were pretty evenly split between boys and girls and when we were very young, the whole group of us played together. As we got a little older, the girls and boys started

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After meeting me only once he told someone he thought I was "distant". This seemed rather odd to me because just how "close" should one be after meeting only once? We met over a year ago and I'd only seen him once or twice since then. At least that was true up until January.He asked me to meet him for a drink last week. I declined. Seemed the prudent thing to do given the last few months. Maybe I

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I have been in a rut.What? You have been as witty, clever and insightful as always!, think the handful of readers left out there.Ok, so there's a lot to bring you guys up to speed on in my little old life. Some major things have been going on since the beginning of the year and I swear, I have been trying to write. But mostly what comes out is total crap. And I just can't subject you guys to

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Friday night my cousin Brad and his wife, Katie, dropped their son off at my house for a sleepover while they had a date night. I've been bugging them to do this for a while so I was over the moon when they finally agreed.In typical fashion, I documented every moment. When a kid is this damn cute, it's kinda hard not to keep snapping away with the old camera...He was fascinated by the camera...

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I am spoiled by my daily commute. If I time it right, I can be to my office in 12 minutes. It's a piece of cake drive and it also offers a gorgeous view of the foothills and mountains. At least once a day I think to myself how lucky I am that a) I never have to sit in traffic and b) I get awesome scenery while I drive. Today, however, I had a meeting way on the other side of town. I didn't

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Here's the thing - I enjoy getting text messages but I kind of hate sending them. It seems to take a long time and I get bored writing back. And people tell me to use the predictive text and I'm all, "The what?" And they're all, "Duh. Predictive text." And then I smile and nod like I know what they're talking about and I go back to taking ten minutes to write a message like I'll meet you at

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I have been toying with the idea of breaking up with the blog. Lately, whenever I sit down to write I can't seem to form a coherent sentence. I'm not kidding when I say I've started nine different posts and never finished a one of them. I've been traveling for work a bit and somehow managed to get the seal-bark cough that I had right after the Turkey Trot. And I've been trying to get rid of

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Hi there.Remember me?Quick refresh: Colorado girl. Loves baseball. Hates chocolate. Hearts Josh Jackson. Used to blog rather often but has become one of those annoying bloggers who never writes anymore.Yep, that's me.Let me say this: I don't care for January. Never have, really. And it's not like I ever had anything bad happen to me during this month, I just don't like it. There's the

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I went skiing a few days after Christmas which was awesome because the snow was great. It was fairly cold and windy in the morning which left some ice patches in certain areas. Being the ever graceful girl that I am, I located one of those patches and wiped out in a most spectacular fashion. I wasn't hurt at all, other than my ego, and continued to ski. Two days later I was a little sore but

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I got an email from a reader the other day asking if I was ok since it had been such a long time since I've posted anything. And the answer is yes, I'm fine. I'm actually great but I just haven't felt much like writing and have had a million things going on over the holidays. But I thought it was really sweet that someone checked in so I figured I'd post before the end of the year. However, I'm

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When I was a kid, I loved gymnastics. My summer months were filled with swimming, swimming and more swimming but when winter rolled around I was all about leotards and legwarmers, blue mats and cartwheels. My favorite thing about gymnastics was the balance beam. Not only was it the most fun, but it was also the event I did better than almost anyone else. I was never scared up there; four inches

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So the other night I was watching John Cusack on "Inside the Actors Studio" thinking to myself those would be good questions for the blog one day when I don't have much to write. Well people, today is that day.1. What is your favorite word? Blue. I love the way it feels on my mouth when I say it.2. What is your least favorite word? Moist. Hate that word.3. What turns you on? Quick wit, kindness,

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And all this time I thought love was a bit more complex......but you have to respect the simple wisdom of a fortune cookie.

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After five days of feeling like absolute crap, I gave up on healing myself and went to the doctor yesterday afternoon. After ruling out strep and bronchitis my doctor decided I just had a really bad cold. A cold so bad that I haven't slept soundly since Thursday night because I'm either coughing or can't breathe very well or up to pee because all I do all day is drink tea."I'll give you something

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All of those big plans I had for the long weekend were ruined when I woke up Friday morning with a screaming sore throat. Though I'm not certain, I do believe I can blame the weather at the Turkey Trot for the cold I have. It was so cold that morning that when we hit the first water stand, my cup was an ice slush and it hurt like hell to drink. Seriously, it was the coldest 4 miles of my life. My

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Monday it was 74 degrees. Today the high is supposed to 28 degrees. Gotta love Denver. The snow started sometime last night and when I woke up, I saw this....I did some cooking last night and make a white bean chili and some banana bread as well. It was good cooking weather and the house still smells wonderful. Just a little prep work before the big day tomorrow.Despite my best efforts to do

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10) I was in a coma.9) I was trapped under something heavy and unable to get to my computer.8) I was injured in a horrible spelunking accident in which all of my fingers were broken.7) The work project took up every spare second of my life.6) When said project was done (and a big, fat success by the way) I got really busy celebrating.5) A new and welcomed development...a very funny man who helped

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Things that did not suck about today:Yoga classButter pecan ice creamFunny emailsCoppola Rosso Shiraz during a bubble bathThings that did suck about today:Pretty much everything elseOne week from today The Big Fat Project will be finished. This means that in one week I will no longer be on the phone for seven hours a day. This means that in one week I will be able to leave the office before 7pm.

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I had a hard day. The Workplace is making me a little crazy as of late and Friday just about pushed me over the edge. Today wasn't much better. (Thank God there was a fantastic weekend squeezed in between those two craptastic days.) At 4pm I'd decided I'd had enough fun so I left and went to the gym. I didn't feel like working out at all but according to my trainer, that's exactly when you're

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Usually, autumn in Denver goes pretty quickly. It seems like we'll have a few days of golden leaves and chilly weather and then we're thrown quickly into winter.Not so this year.We've had weeks of mild temps and crunchy leaves under foot when I go running and nights when I can put another blanket on the bed. But still no socks to bed because I can't imagine much worse than socks in bed. Except if

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I miss my uncle.There are times when my family will all be together and for a split second I'll think, "When is Uncle Brad getting here?" Then I'll remember and for a moment I'll be angry, feeling as though my brain played some cruel joke on me in letting me forget – even for a second - that he was gone. Because I've never forgotten that he died. I think about him every, single day. I miss him

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Had the Sox been playing anyone else, I would be a happy girl this morning. *sigh*

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There is a pot of green chili on the stove and a loaf of banana bread in the oven. As soon as it starts getting dark earlier and the leaves are falling and the temperature drops below 50 degrees, I want to cook comfort food. The green chili is for our office Halloween potluck tomorrow. I've been at the Workplace for almost eight years and this is the first year I'm not dressing up for the party.

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Besides the fact that my flights were delayed both in and out of Baltimore (I've got a bone to pick with United Airlines - rat bastards), my trip back east was perfect.I arrived at BWI shortly after midnight. My original arrival time was supposed to be 9:45pm on Thursday night. (Thank you United, for being totally unreliable.) Meghan and Tim picked me up and we headed to York, PA. It's a long

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I'm headed out for a few days of fun. I know it will be difficult to get by without my intelligence, wit, beauty and modesty, but please try. As always, I promise to return with stories and pics.XO, KC

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When I sat at opening day with my Rockie Dog, I didn't think it would happen.When we had the Workplace suite in June, I didn't think it would happen.When we tried to go to a game the night of my birthday but the rain ruined it, I didn't think it would happen.When I sat in the sweltering heat at a Sunday afternoon game in August enjoying a Coors Light, I didn't think it would happen.When I went to

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On his nametag: Barley Things I may call him on any given day:BarBarleycornCornCornholeCornholioBrownLittle Brown Dog Bar-barBubba BabaBaba ganoushBuddyThe boyWhat I love best: He answers to all of them

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I've been working some really long hours the last few weeks. Part of my job lately requires me to be on the phone a lot. Like hour upon hour. I would have kicked ass at that part of the job when I was 14, but these days I'd rather make out with a rusty fish hook than be on the phone for an extended amount of time. I like talking to people but the phone just gets old after a while, you know?

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My dad had agreed to come over and help me hang the curtains in my guestroom on Friday so the room would be ready for my guest who was arriving that evening. (More on that in a minute.) I heard my dad pull up in front of my house and Barley started barking as he always does when someone parks out front. I walked to the front door to say hi to my dad when all of the sudden, a different face

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It's 7:03am on a Friday and I'm blogging from my pj's. Gotta love vacation days. It's gorgeous here in Denver today and I thought about going to the gym but after looking outside, I've decided to go for a run at the greenbelt instead. I've been thinking about doing another race soon. I'll never be the best runner in the world but I can't think of anything that makes me feel better than crossing a

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It seems like the only time I sit down to update things on the old blog are Sunday nights. I'll try to do better this week but I'm not making any promises. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that I'm very aware that the days are getting shorter so when I get home from work I just want to be outdoors enjoying it. As much as I love fall, it bums me out to both leave and return home when it's

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When I was a kid, my favorite thing about sick days was that one glorious hour of daytime television - "The Price is Right". I loved everything the show had to offer. I loved when they would call contestants down to play. I loved the person who always guessed one dollar more than the person before him. I loved the games like Hi-Lo and Cliffhangers (who didn't love the yodling mountain climber?)

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Evidently, the only time I'm gonna post music is when it's schmoopy love songs. But I'm a chick and that's my right.

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I walked into a male coworkers office this morning to chat about a project. After about two minutes the following occured...Coworker: "Um, ok, not that I'm looking but...um...well...your zipper is down."KC: *gasp* "Oh!" Glace down to find my zipper TOTALLY undone. So down that it was possible to see the color of my undies. *zip accompanied by nervous laughter* "Ha, ha. Well that's embarassing."

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Barley and I went for a run tonight and somewhere about 1/2 mile from home the rain started. At first it was pretty light but then it really started coming down. I looked like a drowned rat by the time I reached my front door and Barley smelled, shockingly, like wet dog. Despite all of that, I was a pretty happy girl when I got home. Endorphins? Nope. I was happy because I had put on the black

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Camping trip was awesome and besides the fact that after lathering, rinsing and repeating my hair still smells like a campfire, I had a great time with the crew while hanging out on the side of a mountain for a few days.I spent a few hours at REI on Friday night getting a few things for the trip. I got a new North Face backpack which is the campers equivalent of the little black dress - total

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I was totally craving a BLT for dinner tonight because as everyone knows, there simply isn't a better summer dinner than a BLT. Anyhoo, I was driving home and remembered that a few nights ago I'd gone on a bender with the mini kosher dill pickles and there were none at the house. This poses a problem because everyone knows that you can't have a BLT without a mini kosher dill....or eleven. Sooooo,

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Dear Blocked Caller,As much as I enjoyed your game of "Call Kendra's Cell Dozens of Times from a Blocked Number" today, I'm going to ask you to kindly knock it off.It was one thing when you did it while I was out shopping with my sister, Karlie. It was somewhat irritating when I returned from a walk with the Brown dog to find 4 more calls on my cell. And when I finally answered while I was

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Dear Kelsey,I remember Dad putting you into my arms for the first time. You were so small and had lots of brown hair. It was love at first sight. However, as an only child for the first 12 years of my life, I was used to being the center of attention. You changed all of that. You were a gorgeous baby but more than that, you were so good. You were such a sweet kid, always smiling and laughing.

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Wake up and refuse to crack a smile .... Pull on new kicks (trail runners) and head to Red Rocks to run the bleachers... Come home and hit the showers....Think to self, "Hmmmm, a post-shower nap sounds perfect."Wake up and stalk the brown dog with the Nikon... More stalking...Decide to do some laundry....Realize I have a lot of it... Put fresh linens on my bed...Work up a thirst from all the

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Just a little something to get your weekend started off right. And is there a better song or movie with which to do that? I don't think so.

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Five days in Chicago included: Shedd Aquarium; architecture boat tour; Navy Pier; watching my cousin survive a pigeon attack; 5th row, center seats at The Color Purple; breakfast at Sam's; lots of shopping on Michigan Ave; heavenly beds at the Westin; four hour dinner with Cheryl; top of the Sears tower; dinner at The Chop House; huge crush on every waiter at Keefer's; sweating like it was my

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So I was thinking about our relationship the other day. Me and you - blogger and reader. I was checking out Sitemeter, as I'm wont to do, and it occured to me that I know some of your IP addresses the way I used to know phone numbers. That is, before cell phones came along and made it absolutely unneccessary to memorize a phone number again. Anyway, I am very familiar with your IP addresses but I

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Some girls aren't good at it but I am. I don't mean to sound full of myself but I know I can hold my own with the best of them. But even those of us who excel at it can have an off night...It was almost 11pm last night when I put down the book, turned off the bedside lamp and snuggled into bed. It was raining lightly and I had opened the windows and turned off the A/C. I had just dozed off when

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So remember a few posts ago when I mentioned the possibility of a big change coming my way? Well it happened today.I got a promotion at work! I start my new job on September 1st and I can't begin to explain my excitement. After two years of killing myself in a VERY tough environment, I will be doing a job I love and working with a group I adore. I'll be traveling a bit too - stops in D.C., Austin

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-57196155062317328662007-07-29T21:50:00.000-06:002008-12-09T02:47:52.653-07:00

The week (ok, so several weeks) o' birthday is over. The presents have been opened, the flowers delivered (thanks B&M!), and the candles all blown out.Yep, the party is over. But not before consuming a bit of vodka on Friday night. We'd all planned on going to the Rockies game but because every year seems to have extreme weather on my birthday, the clouds opened up and it poured for a few hours.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-92138457641264900702007-07-27T07:50:00.000-06:002007-12-31T13:34:49.012-07:00

Today is my 31st birthday. I'm not sure why but 31 sounds really strange to me. It's hard to believe my 21st birthday was ten years ago. I remember that three day hangover like it was yesterday. *sigh*Anyway, as I was comtemplating the fact that I'm now thirty-something, I was trying to think about what I've learned in that time. Because evidently, this is the year I become deep and existential.

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-47400266122577726972007-07-23T22:06:00.000-06:002008-12-09T11:04:56.956-07:00

His due date was my birthday but the little man arrived a few days early. Bradley Dean was born last night at 8:30pm weighing in at 7lbs 2oz and was 20 inches long. After checking around the maternity ward, I've concluded that he is the cutest kid in the hospital. Or really any hospital for that matter. Then again, I might be a bit biased as I've always been a sucker for a man with unruly brown

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-21499803395931192092007-07-18T17:22:00.000-06:002008-12-09T11:04:57.694-07:00

Some days just suck, right? You know how sometimes it just feels like the universe is conspiring against you? Some days it just feels like everything's awful. Some days it seems like everyone sucks. I hate those days.Thankfully, my day has been the exact opposite of that. My day has been fantastic! Let's review the awesomeness, shall we?1)I had a phone call today which is going to lead to some

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-54348012629309448542007-07-15T17:00:00.000-06:002007-12-31T13:36:43.614-07:00

It's official: I'm handy.After months and months of procrastinating, I finally put together the file cabinet for my home office. During the blizzards last winter, I decided I would get my office organized. It was a gigantic undertaking as I am a pack rat. I also wanted to have a secure place to keep things like the deed to my car, my parents' wills and info for my house. I figured at 30 I should

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-69569463473969853512007-07-11T21:16:00.001-06:002007-07-11T21:16:37.833-06:00

Ok, so I just got home from happy hour(s) (Sidebar: I can't believe it's 9pm...we went to the bar at 4pm. I'm too old for this tomfoolery and will most likely pay for it tomorrow.) Anyway, my friend O. was there with his new iPhone and he showed me this. Now it may just be the vodka tonics but I laughed so hard I did my seal bark laugh. It's in no way attractive but it's an excellent way to

KChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662102323300280878noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9997949.post-16231545959281075122007-07-08T19:58:00.000-06:002007-12-31T13:37:22.910-07:00

Ok, I'm giving the people what they want. Here's the insult story...A few weekends ago my friend Liz and I had decided to head to Sushi Hai for dinner. After dinner we decided to grab a few drinks so we walked to Three Dogs, a Highlands bar. We actually started out at another bar but after a few minutes we decided we wanted someplace a little more laid back and Three Dogs is definately casual and

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