The Annual 'Appointment'

So my Doctor called me the other day, okay she didn't, but Leslie at the front desk did, reminding me that it's time for annual physical, or the annual appointment.

Now there is really nothing all that appealing about getting your confidence shattered when standing on a scale, your future dimmed by your calcium shortage, and your hmmmmm being poked with a giant Qtip.

But I still always make mine for 8am. 

It's not that I wake up wanting to go, it's that I'll be damned if I am going to let some lady I don't know (I only see her once a year) troll around down there after I've been walking around all day.  I'd like to be freshly showered, emphasis on the freshness here ladies, and not all schwampy.

So that's something to look forward to.

Gosh just thinking writing about it makes me excited.

I can't wait 'til the day I get the boob smasher.

That'll be delightful.

Oh the things we women have to do.

Please note though I whine about it, I do it gladly for my health.  

It's important, it's just not 'fun'.

Naked in the Castle

Remember when I wrote about the things not to do at a wedding, most of which I have done, here.

Yeah, well I forgot one.

A MAJOR one.

Like I seriously can't even imagine how I forgot this one actually happened to me.

Okay so lets just jump right in.

I was at a wedding.

In Edinburgh, Scottland.

At the Castle, you know this one.

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aka where princess Zara got married.

No, it was not here wedding.

All the men are in skirts  kilts, and I have a fascinator on, just to be fun and in the spirit.

 See, I wasn't kidding.

The ceremony was finished, and I was at the reception. 

Seriously the prettiest and most intimate (read there were only 30 people at the wedding) reception I have ever been been invited to.

Anyways we had just finished eating, and the cutting of the cake was happening.

One of the boys (the bride has one boy, and the groom has two) was walking by with a strand of decorative cake pearls in his mouth, and he was trying to eat them.

I bent down, to say, "Oh, honey those aren't for eating."

And just as I finished delivering those words, I felt and heard a rip in the back of my dress.

Panic stricken and wine influenced, I freak out.

I never took a course titled "What to do when your dress tears at the seam at the fanciest wedding you've ever attended".

So I stay bending down and feel my back side, and to my relief the lining of the dress  was still intact.  So I scadoodle (aka waddle awkwardly to the corner of the room) where another guest is seated.  She was invited very last minute, but was also the seamstress of the brides gown.

 The seamstress in beige, and brides gown that she sewed.

 I tell her what has happened, and take a seat next to her.

She summons a waiter and asks for a sewing kit, he fetches one, and she escorts my scadoodeling self to the kitchen.  She has me with my butt facing her, face down on a table in the kitchen.

(you are welcome for the visual)

And shes attempting to stitch back the seam of my dress.

 As a back ground on my dress, it was from Nordstrom.

The fancy department, aka it was not form BP, and was $200, and my size.

It wasn't distastefully tight or anything, I even got it bride approved before I bought it. 

Anyways the seamstress, Nina, is struggling to get the seam back together, and tell me she, "...I need it off," I hear charming Scottish accent.  So without any hesitation or second thought, I rip of my dress and hand it to her, leaving me in my heels, bra, underwear, and fascinator, in the kitchen of the Edinburgh Castle.

Everything was all good until a waiter walked in, and about dropped all the dessert plates he had just cleared. I'm thinking it was because I looked so darn good, but it was probably because he didn't expect to see a naked girl in his kitchen.

He proceeded to politely clear the dishes, and bring me a table cloth to wrap myself in.

What a gentleman.

Nina finished sewing my dress, I put it back on, and proceeded to rock out on the dance floor.

And there you have it ladies.

Single most embarrassing thing that has happened to me, EVER. 

Happy Monday.

Our Baby Girl

I hinted at it earlier this week, but let me make the formal announcement.

SHE'S BACK

If you follow me on instagram (if you don't, you should probably start now),

 this would be OLD news.

For those of you who are just joining me, my puppy (Zoey)

 spent six weeks at camp (you can read about it here).

Meaning I didn't see my dog for six weeks.

 And for all you fur baby Mommies, you know that is hard.

If you're wondering what six weeks of doggie boot camp taught her, 

My answer would be A LOT, but it would be a boring post to write about all the commands and behaviors she learned, so I won't go into it.

She clearly learned how to be even more cute and adorable, which I didn't think was possible.

She'll be the perfect family dog that we will need her to be when our lives happen...

When our family grows, when we're out on a walk, when we have friends over, when we pass another dog that yips at her at the park, when we're running in the morning, when she's not on the leash, when a squirrel runs by, you get the picture.

Basically she's AWESOME- the women at doggie camp is a dog whisper-er.

And for this I am forever grateful.

Now we have a lifetime (hopefully 13+ more years) of well behaved together-ness.

If you want more specifics on camp, you can email me, tweet me, or stalk me.

I'll answer do my best to answer 'em.

It's the freakin' weekend, I'm gonna have me some fun!

Signs I'm Gettin' Older...

The other day while organizing pictures on my computer, I came the the realization that I am getting old.  Hate me for sayin' it, but I am definitely not getting any younger.

I don't say old in a bad way, I mean old as in entering a different phase of life.  College seems so distant, so far behind me, and so ridiculous.  In my head I started to compare college Kaylin with current Kaylin and then I had a light bulb. Blog post.

So here are a few things that came to mind that make me VERY aware that I am getting older.

...you start browsing the wrinkle creams at Target (it's never too early to start right???)


...making dinner requires a recipe not a box or microwave

...'pre gaming' in a single glass of wine not an entire bottle of champagne...
cough, my 21st birthday, cough.

...you pick up a dress at F21 thinking it'd be a really cute shirt, when in college it'd be a dress
(the one in the picture above probably probably should have been a shirt...just sayin')

...your exciting Friday is making a new recipe and playing game with friends with a bottle of wine

...8am is considered 'sleeping in'

...tax returns are used on things like oil changes, back splashes, and dog food.

...sleeping less than 6 hours a night almost kills you

...your facebook news feed is used for engagements, weddings, and babies

(remember this post??)

...your facebook news feed hasn't had photos added in the past two weeks
(would that EVER have happened in college??)

...reading is fun, not required
(If you haven't read this book, go read it now)

...working out is to get fit, not to burn off shots and beer.

...doing your hair isn't just for 'formals', it's for work meeting, weddings and bachelorette parties

...Monday nights are spent at exercise class, not sorority meetings

...Summer vacation is a week (if you're using your vacation days), not months

...the kids that are in college now were born in the mid nineties....yikes.

...you realize that N'SYNC was cool a decade ago.
(but we all know Justin's still got it goin' on)

...wearing matching outfits with your friends is considered weird

Oh hey Nadine

...when the number of times you've been out 'til last call annually can be counted on one (maybe two) hands.

 Any other things that make you feel old?
I'd Love to hear 'em.

WIW: Maxed OUT

So it's Wednesday again.

And I swear 'Spring weeks' pass way faster than the weeks in any other season.

Hello- where did April go??

Like seriously though.

On a much happier note, we got our puppy back from camp.

Will post more on the results later, not to worry, so she and I spent Monday doing this at the park.

I had the day off which was awesome. Weekday weekends are the BEST!

 

It was heaven, not but seriously I teared up in happiness laying on a blanket at the park with my dog.

She people dog watched, and I kindeled it was a great afternoon.

As per my outfit, yeah I know it. I am not even going to pretend like I didn't think it was super cute.

Because I did.

Also I am seriously DIGGIN' maxi ANYTHING right now.

I've gone Maxi Mad.

I tried to find the direct link to the dress online, but failed. 

All I found were more maxi skirts and dresses I wanted to buy.

Like these two.

But I am pretty sure if you walk into Target the dress will bite you in the butt.

It's seriously right there (I have been to four Targets recently...wow that's not embarrassing slash borderline excessive at all..and it's been in the same location every time).

 Dress//Target

Necklace//Forever21

Shoes//Katie and Kelly via DSW

Vest//F21

Sunnies//JCP 

Hope you are all having a great day!
Because why the heck not.

5 Fun Glasses to Try On for FREE

If you've never heard of Warby Parker, you are missing out.

It's an online glasses shop, where you can purchase prescription glasses for $95 a pair. 

 I'm looking for a new pair, and went back to what I knew, Warby.

You're probably thinking online glasses shop, how does that work if you can't try them on.

Well, yup, you guessed it (the pictures probably helped), YOU CAN!!!!

You can pick five frames you like, and have them sent to you for FREE, 

So you can try them on (for five days), see which you like, and send 'em back.

And then order the ones you like for only $95!!!!

-Such a deal, hello Cafeteria fund-

Pair One: Loved that they were two tone, did NOT love that they are too small for my face

 Pair Two: These are actually green.

Pair Three: These are a wire frame, and they hurt my schnaze

 Pair Four: Too dark for this white girl

 Pair Five: Resemble my High School chemistry goggles....just being honest.

Which pair do you like???
Which do you think I ordered?
 
 P.S.
Here is a picture of my first pair of Warby's.

I've had them for two and half years, and I love 'em.

The frames are so fun and funky.

I always get compliments on them when I wear them.

If you have any questions about the process, let me know.

I'm happy to answer them!

Why I Won't Find Out the Gender of my Baby

Okay, okay, don't you all loose your underpants.
I'm not expecting, with child, pregnant, or knocked up.

No, I'm not 'close' to having a baby, heck, I'm not even married, but it seems like all my favey bloggers are having babies, and they have all found out the gender.  I have totally enjoyed following you guys as your family grows (here, here, here, and here.)  I can't wait to see how the little ones change your lives and melt your hearts; I just know they'll all be perfect.

But I don't think I am going to find out the gender of my first baby,
and here is why.

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Also I want to preface this entire post by saying I may change my mind in my future.

(I know that's not fair, I'm supposed to stand behind everything I say, and I do, I stand behind what I am saying now in this moment.)

It's one of the few things in life that is a honest surprise.
Something that isn't planned out.
Yes, said baby is planned (maybe hopefully) but the gender isn't.
 And the good news is, you won't be disappointed either way.

If you're like me, you always know your next 'move' in life.
You leave few things open to interpretation, there are really no surprises.
This is pretty much how my life has gone.

First it's High School, and then you apply to college.

You get your acceptance letters, and decided where you are going to spend your next four years.

College happens, and you pick your major.

You might not know exactly what you are going to do when you graduate,
but either way have an idea of what job field you are going into.

You interview, you get a job, you choose to accept it or not.

You might have a boyfriend, it started with a date, you decided to go on another date,
and another, until yup, you were for sure dating and FBO.
You get more serious with your boyfriend, you know he's he one for you.
You talk about moving in, and you do.
....
Fast Forward
....
You're pregnant, expecting a little one.
You have nine months to prepare, read, and get ready.
Although from what I hear nothing will really prepare you.
And you don't know.
You don't know if you're getting a boy or a girl.
Your not sure if your life will be full of muddy jeans and footballs, or frenchbraids and ballet,
but you're happy, elated, over the moon, speechless, indescribably blessed either way.
...
I want the suprirse.
The element of the 'unknown'.
And the pleasure of knowing your love is unconditional no matter what.

Will you find out if your having a boy or a girl?

What are your reasons?

An Email to my Best Friends

The other day, I almost quit blogging, yeah not sure what had come over me.

But I mentioned that I wanted my writing to sound like an email to my best friends (who pretty much live all over the country). So I am going to give it a try.

Most of my best friends and I communicate You've Got Mail Style, only we use Gmail instead of AOL.  Who uses AOL these days?  Wasn't that just something us boy band-loving teenagers used to AIM with our friends in middle school with user names like starcutie0008???  

Those were the days.

circa 2006

Our emails typically include lists of things that are happening in our lives, numbered off so we can keep our life categorized and so we don't get distracted in the writing of the email. The next responder just writes what's happening in their life under the numbers, and so on. 

We talk about our boyfriends, life troubles, birth control preferences, current reads, and whlep we talk email about pretty much everything.  I feel so normal when I email them, which is bizarre because they are both in graduate programs that will one day put a Dr. before their last names, which automatically makes them like 902,402,673 times smarter than me, but they love, and that's what matters.

Would you trust her with you hoo-ha? And her with your pets....I WOULD
Gosh I love them!!!

The other day I then spent an entire section of my response email explaining that if either of them had cancer, I knew they would beat it; but if either lost their hair from the chemo, I would shave my head for her.  It wouldn't be pretty because my head is too big for any hat (no like seriously, I can't wear hats) so I'd have to just rock out my baldness.  Clearly fit's in a normal 'category' or life, right.  It's titled: What A Best Friend Would Do In Extreme Hypothetical Situations

I also informed them that last night I used three different self tanners.  While this might seem like over kill, I 'developed' over night and woke up tan, or as my boyfriend says orange.  In all reality, I might have been a shade between tan and orange, but that means I'll look fabulous tomorrow which is something to look forward too. 

Our emails also have to funny things we have seen, read, things we are doing, or planning on doing.

This is one of the links they sent me. I watched it, and cried, and immediately wanted to do this myself.  Warning, you need at least five minutes to watch think link, if you do not have time now, come back, and watch it later.  It's seriously a great lesson for us ladies and our self esteem.

Our email thread also contains a 'category' titled 

'General Bad-Assery'

My question to you is, what would you put in that category??

When I Grow Up

When I grow up I wanna be famous, wannabe in shows, wannabe in movies.

When I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have boobies...

Name that song anyone??? 

Pussycat Dolls, yeah I've seen them in concert, try to contain your jealousy.

Speaking of PCD when I grow up I'll have Nicole's body, hair, and skin, but as the white girl I am that is a little out of the question, so maybe I should write a more realistic list.

Okay starting the list over for reals now.

When I Grow Up

Dinners will be flawless recipes that are not made up and/or hap hazardly put together.

Colored skinny jeans might not be in style anymore, and I'd have nothing to wear.

 

I won't be hungover from a night out, ever. Who has time for those hangover things anyways?

 

Charlie Schene, Britney Spears, and Bieber will all be names of the past, which if we're all being honest with ourselves probably wouldn't be the worse thing that happened.

 

I'll have a clean car, inside and out, this is for sure a sign that you've made it in life.

 My kids will probably wear crocs, not because they are cute, but because they are practical, and that's what I have heard 'momhood' is all about.  I'll let you know when I get there. 

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I will have visited all the places on my list, like Greece, Thailand, and Italy

(to name a few...)

My bookshelves and kindle queue will be full of books I've read not, books I want to read, because my life will be so put together, I'll have so much extra time to read, even you'll be envious.

Blog posts will basically write themselves, and I'll look flawless in every picture.

Disneyland trips will continue to make me feel like I'm seven, and I'll still wait it line, with our without kids, to get a picture with any and all of the princesses.

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J Crew, Loft, and Nordstrom will be the primary contributors to my wardrobe.

I'll know how to make the Starbucks PSL, so I don't have to go there ever day in fall.

I'll have super powers, you know the kind your Mom has.

There are a zillion other things I want when I grow up, but the last one on the list is the most important by far!!

WIW: Becuase It's Hard to Quit

Hey all you California gals, remember that terrible windstorm last week?

Yeah that's when these pictures were taken.

Can you tell???

I'm not sure 'wind blown' is really my look.

Anyways, yesterday I was CONVINCED I was going to quit blogging.

It's time consuming, I'm feeling frustrated, I haven't found 'my voice' if you will.

My blogs not exactly WHAT I want it to be and it's not nearly WHERE I hoped it would be.

But then I ate a good dinner, did some reading, watched the fake bitches I love The Real Housewives of OC, and came back to reality- it's hard to quit!

Shirt//Nordstrom Rack 

Sweater// J Crew (hand me down)

Skirt//Target

Sandals//Steve Madden via Marshalls

Belt//Target

Linking up with all those outfit post people who put together flawless outfits on a day to day basis.

Thanks for continuing to inspire me.

So I am going to keep bloggin' it out.

I want my blog to sound like the emails I sent to my best friends, but I am scared because I feel like you guys don't know me, and you might think I'm weird if I did write like that.  Plus those emails are full of typos, terrible grammar, and made up words, but so are most of my blog posts, so maybe I'm on the right track.

Any advice on how to find your voice?

I've been reading some books, and blogs about to, but maybe those of you who

 'know me' can help me. 

Once One Falls, They All Fall

In the past month-four of my friends and family have popped up on my facebook news feed with pictures of their hands, newly adorned with a sparkly diamond(s).

one of the many from my news feed...

That being said, people should warn you that your middle twenties (especially as a female) will be spent watching your friends 'fall' one by one.  And no I don't mean fall in a bad way.  I believe in one true love, soul mates, marriage, etc. and I know I have found mine...remember the other day when he made me breakfast in bed, yup I love him.
He's a keeper.

Anyways I was warned by my brother when I was younger (aka just graduated college) he said, "...once the first one comes, it's like non-stop for a year."  I didn't believe him at the time, because nothing seems real when you're fresh out of college.

Now that I'm where he was a couple years back (he's four years older), I realize what he meant.  I am starting to think that Facebook should have a warning on all your friends between the ages of twenty four and thirty that goes a little something like this: WARNING x% of your friends are between the ages of 24 and 30, this means you should expect to see ___ of engagements this year, and you will attend ___ weddings this year, on average.  I think it'd be pretty damn helpful, besides facebook can basically do everything else.

It would  have been really be helpful to know in advance, so when you're like me, and just entering these years, you know what to expect. And by expect I mean spend all spare money on wedding related activities, bridal showers, bachelorette parties, dresses, gifts, and flights.

I'm currently planning a bachelorette party, and have five weddings (that I know of) weddings to attend this year, two of which I am in.  (If you read this post, you'd know I have some funny wedding stories).  I am so excited about all of this funness. Plus I get to attend them with this charming man...

But what I will say is he (my brother) was right.

Once one falls, they all fall.

And it's true.

For the Love of a Blonde

I'm currently sitting in a drive thru car wash, touch less of course.

Thinking of all those funniest home videos of people who have left their windows down, open the door, or do something else dumb, and I can't help but think I could actually be one of those people.

The other day while getting drive thru, no judging- sometimes a girl just need a crunch wrap supreme, I went to pay and dropped my card between the pick up window and my car. 

#seriously

I'm stuck. Can't open my door without hitting the pick up counter, can't reverse (there is someone behind me, probably laughing at me), so I have to pull forward.  Mind you the drive thru exit has very sharp turn. I pull forward, get out, grab the card, and then reverse hitting the curb while trying to maneuver the aforementioned curb.

Of course this would happen.

Of course.

The only reasonable explanation I can come up with, is the powers that be were punishing me for getting fast food.  In less of course you call it stupidity blonde, which it very well could be as well.


That's about all I got for you ladies.
Happy Monday
 P.S. This was my weekend.

Just add cleaning out all bedroom closets (SUPER FUN), a run, and a night out, and a trip to Target!

Confessional Friday

It's Friday again, which is a surprise, because this week went by exceptionally fast, which on all counts is a win in my book.

I'm linking up with Leslie, for Confessional Friday.

So let's just start this off right.

I confess...

...I've eaten ice cream every single night this week, and I don't eve feel bad about it.  I know bathing suit season is coming here, but I haven't been able to resist it recently.

...G.I. Joe Retaliation was actually really good, but why is every single movie involving the destruction/take over of the nations capitol. Does that freak anyone else out, as much as it freaks me out? I'm not superstitious or anything, but jeez.

...I'm ready to have my dog back. I'd really like to just go break her out of doggie boot camp and bring her home like yesterday.

...We're finally getting a microwave after two years of not having one. This makes me feel like we are joining the 21st century.

...You're probably thinking we're weird for not having a microwave, and I'd agree with you. How does one make maple and brown sugar oatmeal without one?

The answer is: You Don't.

...I'm feeling a lack of creativity for SBSL. I'm thinking this weekend will inspire me.

I'm planning on taking my camera out and just walking around town.

Have a fabulous weekend!!!!

SPD: Heatlhy Breakfast Smoothie

If you knew me, you'd know that this is what I eat every morning.

Like really since weight watchers (yes I did that)

I have loved fried egg on toast.

(I learned this from Weight Watchers)

I pinned this smoothie the other day, thinking maybe I'd like it.

I tried it before a day on the ski slopes, and I LOVE it!!!

It's super delicious, filling, and healthy.

See the ingredients below:

 This is apparently the smoothie Jessica Simpson used to loose all of her baby weight.

But I guess it's hard to say how successful it was for her since she knocked up again.

Gosh she is bangin' those out.

 1/2 Cup Oats

1 Apple

1 Banana

1 tsp cinnamon 

1/2 Cup milk

3/4 Cup Plain Greek Yogurt

5 almonds (not pictured, I omitted them)

 I always put the apples in first, to ensure it gets all the chunks smoothed out.

 The oats add some more substance to the smoothie that helps make you feel full longer.

 clearly, I add a little more cinnamon than the 'recipe' called for.

Pictures of smoothies are just not all the special.

It looks like goop piled in a cup, so I didn't include one.

But I promise, it's delicious!!

Thanks again for such a fun link up!!!

WIW: Tunic Edition

I picked this up at F21 a couple weeks ago thinking it was a dress...whoopsies.

I'd be showing a LOT of (white) leg if that were the case.

But the color, and gold buttons won me over despite it's in between-ness.

The seasons are starting to change, and by starting too, I mean we jumped from

the end of boots season (gosh that came and went so fast) to high seventies, overnight. 

It actually probably happened while I was in Brazil, but I am excited.

 Tunic//F21 (similar here)
Jeans//Express
Wedges//Target (circa 2012)
Sunnies//JCP (similar here)
Bracelet//F21 (similar here)

When the seasons change, it's almost like you get a whole new wardrobe.
 I keep my spring and summer clothes in the extra bedrooms closet, so I honestly don't see them for months.  Then when I rediscover them it's fun, re designing and styling the items I forgot I had.

That's what happened with these wedges.

Anyone else LOVING spring weather???

What are you wearing?