tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87152528990330895692024-02-19T17:40:42.582-06:00kerri on life.no pun intended? no, pun always intended.Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.comBlogger684125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-70643806829981758812022-06-04T17:03:00.001-05:002022-06-04T17:03:13.560-05:00i've moved!<p>Not that far - don't you fear.</p><p>But I'm joining the big leagues with my own website:</p><p><a href="http://kerrionlife.com"><b>kerrionlife.com</b></a></p><p>So bookmark that new site and keep following! All new posts will be live on that site moving forward.</p>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-24319120578917969782022-06-04T14:10:00.000-05:002022-06-04T14:10:56.835-05:00makin' hisssss-story<p>Have you guys ever had a life goal you didn't realize you had until you achieved it? Me neither...until Thursday night.</p><p>I went to the Cubs game with a few coworkers and we snagged bleacher seats. A few innings in, one of my coworkers casually mentioned we should start a "beer cup snake<b>*</b>," laughing it off, as he added another empty to our current pile. </p><p>Enter: my determination. I said THAT'S A GREAT IDEA. LET'S DO IT. And let me just let the pictures do the talking:</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Gotta start somewhere</b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYdsFtTUykT824MZMp7VkRNcrUhlFC3A8craYWVxdBdllxVKzC5MkCgtrY7J09JOahgUvEn1niHx-6Lme-4C_kQDUNIas-QPtNdBXhSigChkRcWL32COlwhWvDZaOqbb16Vn3EuEVqIgBWQ0J9sgE1-0KG4qwvwh7nPajNzGN_kU-Kh5q4MFFK47ckLA/s4032/9E364414-530F-468A-A31B-09768173F66E.heic" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="421" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYdsFtTUykT824MZMp7VkRNcrUhlFC3A8craYWVxdBdllxVKzC5MkCgtrY7J09JOahgUvEn1niHx-6Lme-4C_kQDUNIas-QPtNdBXhSigChkRcWL32COlwhWvDZaOqbb16Vn3EuEVqIgBWQ0J9sgE1-0KG4qwvwh7nPajNzGN_kU-Kh5q4MFFK47ckLA/w316-h421/9E364414-530F-468A-A31B-09768173F66E.heic" width="316" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Cup consolidation requires teamwork and air traffic controller-like movements to keep things moving:</b></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-8GukStiaHT8XZ1lt4OLKS-GjEwIQDvpGJGTgeefiyC67qkASnPSsfnMf8PwwqMqypDErPQdxxJu93ovXVjBwKD12QUn2If0sy_XsDolSCRbbDNIZ-FpvbsBv_26ZDh-nsmBxyWVknM3U401-GQWXMZPyaMT1sidQYS-hwD5oj_klhIwIWYdzTvZwQ/s500/IMG_6900.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-8GukStiaHT8XZ1lt4OLKS-GjEwIQDvpGJGTgeefiyC67qkASnPSsfnMf8PwwqMqypDErPQdxxJu93ovXVjBwKD12QUn2If0sy_XsDolSCRbbDNIZ-FpvbsBv_26ZDh-nsmBxyWVknM3U401-GQWXMZPyaMT1sidQYS-hwD5oj_klhIwIWYdzTvZwQ/w391-h293/IMG_6900.GIF" width="391" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>My coworker who casually made the comment early on, likely not regretting what he said and me taking it literally:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaE-adM_oZQkVK1xd2kSzpgFBr2tVVZBOg3i4J8--zKwohW13q8Ie36ZVPMAc6jCodEIq08pwm0lpMJk5pQoOTw8H1e7oxmgVoFa3C5EstcsXbW5cuMv_PkrPaW_JpOUGaOqGl-RJe9YI9PCzVzgwddBR2ShLD2tVSyEJ94SBFX-KyZ1ZnO7b-_OLB0g/s3088/5B4BE02C-9FF4-4F4D-BE21-1DDA2D414887.heic" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaE-adM_oZQkVK1xd2kSzpgFBr2tVVZBOg3i4J8--zKwohW13q8Ie36ZVPMAc6jCodEIq08pwm0lpMJk5pQoOTw8H1e7oxmgVoFa3C5EstcsXbW5cuMv_PkrPaW_JpOUGaOqGl-RJe9YI9PCzVzgwddBR2ShLD2tVSyEJ94SBFX-KyZ1ZnO7b-_OLB0g/w336-h448/5B4BE02C-9FF4-4F4D-BE21-1DDA2D414887.heic" width="336" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>We needed reinforcements and this helpful fellow was dedicated to the cause with us:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHkYH-P7FhaMYyZEdDz09-d_Su0eh-6hjcTT00cx_pqDSYuHpb3buZ1W_jY-G4IV18O3D1utnuOFYzOcxtX99lXye_ZReEG2N1HvJJFsT4lrebFYg9v6BA4Sp0foTskNMFI1a1kitrdw7r1yW3mqZFOYxhrddPwpvcnn1QVSU6d7idfQhgHF68B_zshg/s3088/49644082-5241-41BC-9FA5-805A978D0AEA.heic" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="445" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHkYH-P7FhaMYyZEdDz09-d_Su0eh-6hjcTT00cx_pqDSYuHpb3buZ1W_jY-G4IV18O3D1utnuOFYzOcxtX99lXye_ZReEG2N1HvJJFsT4lrebFYg9v6BA4Sp0foTskNMFI1a1kitrdw7r1yW3mqZFOYxhrddPwpvcnn1QVSU6d7idfQhgHF68B_zshg/w334-h445/49644082-5241-41BC-9FA5-805A978D0AEA.heic" width="334" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>SUCCESS! And the crowd goes wild:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAeYdhtIPn0pUeLAfEuGySrH7L2ERSAcfX9sWaA_P-f9Ip8j8HElAe9rsjnBb6gVzy0J-D3cLB8x9Fvvkw293ZsJOhLrWqeJIexFBa18co2WVqh_c4t0YVo7o5Zebq5FP__8W1UYbFyLN2gD_qY_qaUWIAdfK0_zp5hvz0IrQyR9DNWEMkzTyyicwkQ/s500/IMG_6914.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAeYdhtIPn0pUeLAfEuGySrH7L2ERSAcfX9sWaA_P-f9Ip8j8HElAe9rsjnBb6gVzy0J-D3cLB8x9Fvvkw293ZsJOhLrWqeJIexFBa18co2WVqh_c4t0YVo7o5Zebq5FP__8W1UYbFyLN2gD_qY_qaUWIAdfK0_zp5hvz0IrQyR9DNWEMkzTyyicwkQ/w444-h333/IMG_6914.GIF" width="444" /></a></div><br />Moral of the story: Never give up on the dreams you didn't know you had.<br /><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Also did you know you can turn any Live Photo into a gif on your iPhone? It's true! Open the "Shortcuts" app. Click "Gallery" at the bottom. Search for "Make Gif". Add to Shortcuts. Go back to your shortcuts. Open it up and select the Live Photo you want as a Gif. Voila! </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><b>*</b><span style="font-size: x-small;">for those unfamiliar with a bleachers beer cup snake, it's simply the act of piling up all the empty beer cups in the bleachers and creating a snake throughout the crowd. Actually I shouldn't say "simply" the act because turns out there is nothing simple about making it happen.</span></i></div>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-355857977747073962022-05-31T20:36:00.000-05:002022-05-31T20:36:55.004-05:00let the dating games begin (or continue?)<p>If you're wondering why you're seeing a picture of my dog as I'm about to share a dating story, stick with me. </p><p>I'm on the vast and interesting journey to find my best guy but he has to compete with my best girl. </p><p>I went on a first date tonight and it had the makings of being okay (ignore the fact I'm writing about it on the same night it happened). We had decent conversations on the Bumble and seemed to have enough in common that sure, let's give it a go. He did a lot of things right. Confirmed meeting up. Set the time as I offered up locale options. Heck, he even arrived ten minutes early which always wins points as someone who once dated a guy who apparently couldn't read a clock. </p><p>Sadly, all the right things ahead of time didn't help during said date. It was just <b>bad</b>. Ironically, I had talked to my therapist earlier about this first date and she asked very good questions, made some observations and offered me advice. Now, I'm no amateur at dating, but it's been a while (<i>ugh a long while</i>) since I found someone enjoyable enough to get serious about and I can be stubborn, so it was a good and welcome conversation.</p><p>But what I can't do? Pretend I'm actually enjoying myself on a date anymore. Life's way too short. One piece of advice she shared going into tonight: "If you find yourself carrying the conversation, allow yourself to sit in the silence for a bit." And guys, that we did. Oh, that we DID. Granted I understand nerves and awkward but this was another level - another level you can just feel - then promptly want to remove yourself from. Probably doesn't make sense if you're not there next to me, but truly, I'm glad you weren't. Even the waiter felt the awkward and asked if I needed assistance. (<i>I didn't - this guy was harmless. Important to note.</i>)</p><p>So anyways - more dating to come. And more of me being vulnerable because that's the only way to do it, folks! But at least <a href="https://www.instagram.com/bellagirl1206/">Bella girl </a>is the best part of coming home from a bad date. And if I would rather hang out with her than date, then your loss - my gain. Lucky me!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/bellagirl1206/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2080" data-original-width="1170" height="457" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5y7IA8Z0Xx19EsTCGIYaJ28bGQTG8bK9CzorsOgMoxoOKGVVwlJI7-JLDo3NaX9AADWhZWTSE7XzlEeHEKE13XTOCsDg6J0kChD7Vm3L12uYnP7JD3h31ofnrH5fDdcXg7iE1tB-GKsvsICBaIAjMArnjDVMQCxRPSiuXCGCQlIouVIfy39pal8l0gg/w257-h457/44253BD5-2D50-4EE5-B355-32C1A5507482.JPG" width="257" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-62486724946462680482022-05-26T18:36:00.003-05:002022-05-26T19:36:45.408-05:00this is not a drill.<p>Growing up in the 90s, the biggest annoyances during elementary school and junior high were tornado and fire drills. We'd moan and gripe and eventually go where we needed to. Here in the midwest, we can still find any nook without windows and cover our heads because it's second nature.</p><p>I'm not a parent. But I am an aunt. I am obsessed with my nephew and love my friends' children dearly. I don't truly understand how it feels to have a child come home, asking how their day at school was and hearing they had an active shooter drill. I can't wrap my head around that this is reality. But what I do know and understand is I would move heaven and earth to keep them safe and healthy and happy. And that this can be stopped. We have other countries who've taken the lead so all we have to do is follow suit. Why is this so hard?</p><p>The children truly are our future. And they are innocent and breathe goodness and pureness into life when we need it the most. </p><p>Yet here we are. I'm really struggling to put words to paper that adequately portray not only how I'm feeling, but how the rest of the nation is feeling - in the wake of yet another damn school shooting that could have been avoided. It's heart-wrenching and unbearable.</p><p>Jimmy Kimmel was unfortunately cut short in a monologue he gave last night (Wednesday, May 25) but his message is powerful and I urge you to watch:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="370" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Ed3AK0vFPIQ" width="446" youtube-src-id="Ed3AK0vFPIQ"></iframe></div><p></p><p><b>How can you help? </b><i>So glad you asked.</i></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><a href="https://www.senate.gov/senators/senators-contact.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Contact</a> your senators by writing or calling, asking them to take action now</li><li>Donate to <a href="https://www.everytown.org" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Everytown</a> <i>**if you donate by May 31, Mike Bloomberg will triple match your gift**</i></li><li>Donate to <a href="https://www.sandyhookpromise.org" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Sandy Hook Promise</a></li><li><a href="https://www.vote.org" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">VOTE</a> - get these people who can't seem to understand we desperately need gun control despite all these innocent lives lost out of office now</li></ul><div>Listen, do your research then <b>act</b>. Our children deserve so so so much better than what they are getting right now.</div><p></p>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-62102314178237682832022-05-20T09:08:00.001-05:002022-05-20T09:08:53.244-05:00stretch goal.<p> When this year started, I had set reasonable intentions for myself: </p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>stay hydrated</li><li>stay hopeful</li><li>stay present</li><li>and stretch after exercising, gosh darn it</li></ul><div>All of which are still very much a work in progress and will be probably forever. That said, I have made stretching a priority - whether it's after a workout or on recovery days. </div><div><br /></div><div>Since I'm not great at doing it on my own, I lean on <a href="https://www.onepeloton.com">Peloton</a>. They offer so many different options (stretching aside) and for me, I need someone forcing me to stretch for 10 or 20 minutes straight, guiding me through a program.</div><div><br /></div><div>And while my hammies are still pretty tight, I am pretty pumped to share: I can now *almost* touch my toes on the first try. 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I know - I know. You're thinking <i>wait</i>, did I stumble on the right page? Have no fear. You sure did. I'm back to blogging and posting and reintroducing myself.</p><p>My plan? To share things I enjoy and share them with you - so you can enjoy and share too (if you want). </p><p><a href="https://www.instagram.com/kerrionlife/" target="_blank"><b>Follow me on Instagram (for now)</b></a>. We'll see if the TikTok is in my near future. </p><p>I'm pumped to find and use this voice again. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/kerrionlife/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPMGpxWz-VGqv5G7f_duHFJbs1s8X9SU4ZmgD2pzESTGl30vGDAX-PWs3WphiXbPTV8Qs-B214g78VCJqv3Z-P5mYvemYv3YpKyXSNLzbFH2RRYGdnkZKTxAM3PKoyeXFwxgEdRPZqbxlofc46jW7TPcdQxEFsCi7L9RPMMeqyJ25w6BaiQK-DJpG9Q/s320/IMG_2342.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-36594121493841151622017-04-07T11:00:00.000-05:002017-04-07T12:42:18.506-05:00#jmanuncorkedOur patriarch turned the big 6-0 last week so naturally what do we to celebrate? Surprise the man! 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To say he was <b>shocked </b>and <b>awed </b>is an understatement.<br />
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I've decided that surprising people I love the most might be one of my favorite things in the world.<br />
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The two of us did not let the weather deter us and we still covered a lot of ground, blisters and all.<br />
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Walking the National Mall is just hard to explain. This overwhelming feeling of patriotism took over. Regardless of all the political talk that is dominating conversation these days, I pushed that aside to let myself feel pride in this great country of ours.<br />
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We had a ton of laughs and made the best of what we could.<br />
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<br />Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-24306028383652381482016-12-06T07:00:00.000-06:002016-12-06T07:00:38.490-06:00one year of bella-ness!A year ago today, I was walking into Felines & Canines, ready to meet my soon-to-be Bella. While I knew life could potentially change, I was also convinced she wouldn't turn out to be the dog I hoped and I'd leave empty handed.<div>
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When I first saw her on Petfinder, her name was "Tiff" and she was described as "sweet but timid". It was her eyes that did me in. I knew I had to at least meet her and here we stand: one year later.</div>
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It's been a bit challenging, definitely life changing and I'm pretty confident I've never been obsessed with anything more in my life.</div>
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I'm just so happy this perky, energetic, cuddly, gentle sweetheart ended up with me. I can only hope this next year brings less remote controls chewed upon, less pillows snacked on and even more fun.</div>
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Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-86921270953114873042016-09-22T16:02:00.003-05:002016-09-22T16:05:56.139-05:00#tbtDoes this feel even more like a Throwback Thursday because I'm actually posting?<br />
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<li><b>Let me Blow Your Mind. </b>a la the E-V-E and Gwen Stefani. Man, this jam brings me back to high school and when I thought I was just the coolest - blaring it with the top off the Jeep and cruisin' the GE streets.</li>
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So here we are! Figuring things out - not really sleeping - but my gosh - she just rocks.</div>
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And she's mine! Come visit. She loves people. And anything that moves. And small treats. And cuddling.Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-24876709753569461182015-11-13T11:59:00.000-06:002015-11-13T11:59:54.101-06:00quoting smart humans.I'm not about to take credit for compiling the below list, but if you know me, you know I love lists and I love quotes. I love quotes that are both funny and deep and by golly, this list hits the nail on the head.<br />
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<a href="http://cupofjo.com/2015/11/best-life-quotes">Life Advice from 10 Smart Humans</a><br />
<b>"When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time."</b><br />
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<i>"The one thing you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can. The moment that you feel that just possibly you are walking down the street naked...that's the moment you may be starting to get it right."</i><br />
<i>{Neil Gaiman}</i><br />
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<b>"Don't try to win over the haters. You are not a jackass whisperer."<br />{Brene Brown}</b><br />
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<i>"I see people my age...getting married to people they've known for a like a year and a half. A year and a half? Is that enough time to get to know someone to know you want to spend the REST of your life with them? I've had sweaters for a year and a half and I was like 'What the fuck was I doing with this sweater?'"</i><br />
<i>{Aziz Ansari}</i><br />
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<b>"Deep breaths are very helpful at shallow parties."</b><br />
<b>{Barbara Walters}</b><br />
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<i>"My husband likes to say that the work is probably evenly split if both partners feel like they are doing upward of 60 percent of the work, since a lot of what one partner does is necessarily invisible to the other partner. If you feel like you are doing half, you're not."</i><br />
<i>{Rebecca Rosen}</i><br />
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<b>"There is hardly a more gracious gift that we can offer somebody than to accept them fully, to love them almost despite themselves."</b><br />
<b>{Elizabeth Gilbert}</b><br />
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<i>"Someday, sometime, you will be sitting somewhere. A berm overlooking a pond in Vermont. The lip of the Grand Canyon at sunset. A seat on the subway. And something bad will have happened: You will have lost someone you loved, or failed at something at which you badly wanted to succeed. And siting there, you will fall into the center of yourself. You will look for some core to sustain you. And if you have been perfect all your life and have managed to meet all the expectations of your family, your friends, your community, your society, chances are excellent that there will be a black hole where that core out to be. I don't want anyone I know to take that terrible chance. And the only way to avoid it is to listen to that small voice inside you that tells you to make mischief, to have fun, to be contrarian, to go another way. George Eliot wrote, 'It is never too late to be what you might have been.' It is never too early, either."</i><br />
<i>{Anna Quindlen}</i><br />
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<b>"Clutter and mess show us that life is being lived...Perfectionism is a mean, frozen form of idealism, while messes are the artist's true friend. What people somehow forgot to mention when we were children was that we need to make messes in order to find out who we are and why we are here."</b><br />
<b>{Anne Lamott}</b><br />
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<i>"Sometimes you just have to put on lip gloss and pretend to be psyched."</i><br />
<i>{Mindy Kaling}</i><br />
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Happy Friday!Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-41478613681068830992015-11-11T16:38:00.000-06:002015-11-11T16:39:19.269-06:00you're my boy, blue apron<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
During girls' weekend #2 on the Cape in the beginning of October, one of the ladies mentioned how much she loved <a href="https://www.blueapron.com/account#announcements">Blue Apron</a> and how much more enjoyable cooking was.</div>
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Now - if you know me, you know the words <i>enjoyable </i>and <i>cooking </i>never go in the same sentence. That said, I decided it was fate when I was reading <a href="http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/2015/10/girls-nights-with-blue-apron.html">one of my favorite blogs</a> and she was offering $20 off to the first 100 readers to sign up for Blue Apron.</div>
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I caved.</div>
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I was <i>nervous</i>.</div>
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I'm renown in my family for failed cooking attempts - anything from scrambled eggs (which I've since mastered <i>thankyouverymuch)</i> to not plugging the crock pot in with all the ingredients inside.</div>
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My first Blue Apron delivery arrived the last week of October and it was intimidating. I was lifting things I'd never seen before out of said package . Thank goodness for recipes with pictures. <i>AmIright?</i></div>
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<b>Meal #1: Pear and Brie Grilled Cheese </b></div>
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Luckily Marky was in town for this and able to give an extra helping hand (plus an extra pot of honey? <i>What? Yes, it's true)</i>. This was the least intimidating recipe to me because well, it's grilled cheese. But guys, this one was legit. </div>
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The dressing for the salad was delightful. Let me bring you back to the helpful pot of honey. Blue Apron does an impressive packaging job; however, the little bag containing the honey had unfortunately broken open in transport and spilled pretty much everywhere. Which put us in a sticky situation (<i>oh yes, I did</i>). I was sad to not be able to make the true homemade dressing.</div>
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Ready to turn to the trusty ol' ranch dressing, my random brother declared "oh I have honey in my bag!" And by golly, that boy sure did. Talk about meant to be(e).</div>
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<i>Meal consensus: Absolutely delicious. Wanted to lick my plate.</i></div>
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<b>Meal #2: Spicy Fregola Sarda</b><br />
<i><b>with soft-boiled eggs, fennel & kale</b></i><br />
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Feeling confident from the success of meal #1, I concocted meal #2 on my own. I had zero clue what the second two words of the recipe were and I don't do "spicy". Being the wise woman I am, I simply left the red pepper flakes out of this puppy and holy cow, was it delicious!<br />
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Who knew that fregola is a type of pasta? Certainly not I! This dish is filled with tons of veggies and vegetarian-friendly. It did take me forever and a day to chop everything up so if I venture to make this again, I'll have an extra set of hands. I also see this working with pretty much any kind of pasta, which is great because do they even sell fregola in regular grocery stores? I do not know.<br />
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<i>Meal consensus: really flavorful but so.much.chopping.</i><br />
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<b>Meal #3: Delicata Squash Red Curry</b><br />
<i><b>with black rice & thai basil</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>Sadly I waited to long to make this and the greens were no longer useable. But in my mind, two outta three meals ain't bad!<br />
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<i>Overall Blue Apron consensus: TRY IT. It's affordable when you consider you get exactly the right amount of ingredients and you're eating delicious, fresh food. Plus I kid you not when I say: if I can do it, you most definitely can - says the girl who didn't know what fennel looked like.</i>Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-7925500993574235132015-08-12T13:36:00.000-05:002015-08-12T14:01:42.198-05:00that time i fell in love with minnesota.and two boys under the age of three.<br />
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That second part sounds creepier than intended.<br />
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At the end of July, I finally got the chance to visit my friend <a href="http://donaldsondoings.blogspot.com/">LJ</a>'s lakehouse in Minnesota. I've only been hearing about this so-called Pelican Lake since 2002 so I figured - <i>fine</i>, I guess this friendship isn't going away and thirteen years later, I made it!<br />
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Something I realized on my way up there: I'd never been <i>outside </i>in Minnesota. My only experience was staying inside the Minneapolis airport (<i>solid airport, by the way</i>).<br />
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<b>Fresh Minnesota air.</b><br />
<b>Lake.</b><br />
<b>Toddlers.</b><br />
<b>Quality time</b> (aka spending a first of the month with someone who truly appreciates it as much as you).<br />
<b>Dogs.</b><br />
<b>Homecooked meals.</b><br />
<b>Sparklers </b>(not the firework-y kind)<br />
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It was the recipe for a perfect long weekend. And it was. Oh it was.<br />
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Here's the sneak peek:<br />
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<i>Teach Fordie pie the importance of selfies. While he drools. What an (almost) 3 year old move:</i><br />
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<i>His dad graciously brought him a lollipop the size of his head. How sweet:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Donaldson boys: reunited!</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Saturday happy hour cruisin' with this strappin' lad:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>I woke up like this:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Sunday bloody (Mary) Sunday:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Just holding an intellectual conversation about waterskiing with your toes with my bud, Kelly:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Upside down giggles:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Sweet new kicks!</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Best slippers around:</i><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I'm so glad I finally got to enjoy it. I'm just bummed it took me so long to get there!<br />
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The good news? I'll be so very back if the gracious hosts allow it!Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-42540581483336310462015-07-12T17:51:00.001-05:002015-07-12T17:51:18.529-05:00owning the night like the 4th of julyWelp.<br />
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I just got to spend ten days in my most favorite place <b>ever</b>. Yes, I realize I haven't been everywhere this wonderful world has to offer, but I know enough about me that I feel as relaxed as ever when I'm on Cape time. And that is worth every single penny.<br />
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Originally, I was slated to spend about 6.4 days there but as I sat on the picture perfect beach day as pictured below:<br />
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I realized that leaving Wednesday was just too soon. I need <b>more time</b>. So I did what any self-sufficient smart folk would do: hopped onto the SWA app (whilst on said beach) and booked myself a different flight out for Sunday night. For a mere $26 more. Guys, it was clearly a no brainer. <i>And a pretty genius move, if I do say so myself.</i><br />
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That said, this trip was filled with some house upkeep, completely wonderful beach time and solid running.<br />
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I feel refreshed, revitalized and yet not...ready to leave at all.<br />
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I don't know what it is about this place that just feels hypnotic and magical. And I know I am so blessed that I truly can come back whenever, yet whenever I cross over that bridge back to reality, it hurts.<br />
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I guess that's a good sign?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hi pretty running path.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">mark does a great job of reading on the new deck.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">guess whose geeky idea it was to hold up 4 fingers for the 4th of july?<br />
surely NOT MINE.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">history! mugs consuming food at sesuit harbor in the summatime.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the most gorgeous dune tour ever.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">adorable-ness.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hi pretty.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">never ever gonna get old.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">so cool.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">mutual adoration.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">it truly hurts to leave.<br />
truly.</td></tr>
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Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-14471544759058463292015-06-05T09:00:00.000-05:002015-06-05T10:05:29.094-05:00time to kampe! This here's a quick tale of my best friend's wedding.<br />
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Which happened about a month ago and I'm just now getting around to writing about it. <i>Ho hum.</i><br />
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It was pretty darn surreal. I'm still not quite sure it happened, but yet I'm thinking it did.<br />
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I arrived in Cincy the Wednesday before because why not? Originally the plan was to help out with any last minute wedding details, given I haven't been able to do any of the little stuff, living out of the state and all. However, I arrived to a calm as could be bride - as sure of herself as ever. And a groom patient and gracious enough to allow me to invade their home just days before they were making it official.<br />
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I just wanted to hit pause on everything. Soak it all in. I haven't seen her happier or more stunning and for that, Brian, I thank you. It was truly a memorable, amazing weekend that if I think about too long, I become sad it's already over.<br />
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I'm excited to welcome a half brother-in-law in my life and as I warned him, when you marry Tina, I'm a part of that package - for better or worse.<br />
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Cheers to this next chapter, Mr. and Mrs. Kampe! Can't wait to see what's next. Love you two kids.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pre-rehearsin'</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Champagne supernova - all did up.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strong selfie game.</td></tr>
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Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-69393663752170474212015-06-03T13:16:00.000-05:002015-06-03T13:16:08.185-05:00aw nuts!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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They are <i>deeeeeeeeeelightful</i>.</div>
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<br />Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-48161543445487977532015-04-02T15:30:00.000-05:002015-04-02T16:36:19.670-05:00somehow it's april?Welp it seems the last of February came and went and now I've completely missed the month of March. <i>Ho hum.</i> Sooooooo for that, I shall update you with simply pictures because that's what I do.<br />
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<b>Brothers Angel on the mikes:</b><br />
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<b>Ricky and I went to Charlotte with the intention of visiting Mark, but picked up a new friend in Mindy as well:</b></div>
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<b>St. Paddy's Duck Hulk Smashing:</b><br />
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<b>Oh then I went to Louisville to celebrate this stranger:</b></div>
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<b>We took some family selfies:</b><br />
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<b>And we took a standard:</b><br />
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<b>The ceremony was glorious:</b><br />
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<b>We hit the dance floor. Hard:</b><br />
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<b>Then Mark smushed my face:</b><br />
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<b>And I kicked off April on a strong runnin' note:</b><br />
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Let's do this, Spring!Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-56552408123354372312015-02-18T10:19:00.000-06:002015-02-18T10:19:13.418-06:00Lent 2k15!Happy Ash Wednesday! It's that time again, folks.<br />
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I'm approaching it differently this year, but first, wanted to share this absolute gem (<i>if you're offended by priests on camera, the below probably isn't for you</i>):<br />
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<b>BE KIND.</b><br />
1. Don't be a jerk.<br />
2. Honor the absent.<br />
3. Give others the benefit of the doubt.<br />
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It's really <i>that </i>simple.<br />
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That said, this year I'm taking on a <a href="http://www.40acts.org.uk/">40acts</a> challenge I found. It's the concept of "doing Lent generously". Every day I'll receive a simple <b>act </b>to <i>do </i>and it's up to me to decide how much time I want to devote to it daily. So instead of giving something up, I'm giving something time.<br />
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Should be a fun ride!<br />
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<img alt="love animated GIF " src="http://media.giphy.com/media/KNC9u2R3AtpPa/giphy.gif" />Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-91845319818646463272015-02-16T18:00:00.000-06:002015-02-16T18:00:07.564-06:00all the feelings.You guys, turning 31 has been one of the best things to ever happen to me. Kid you not. This birthday kinda snuck on me and I've never felt more loved than the love I felt this past weekend.<br />
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I was standing in line at Target on Saturday and just felt this <i>flutter</i>. And that flutter was pure happiness. I'm grateful for everything that's happened in this past year and I know - as in, <i>really and truly know</i> - that the best is yet to come.<br />
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<b>How cute is The Peg?</b><br />
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<b>Accidental matchsies:</b><br />
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<b>Ricky got me the most special card in the world:</b><br />
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<b>Kicked off Valentine's Day with a FaceTime date with this cutie patootie:</b><br />
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<b>Flowers never ever ever get old:</b><br />
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<b>Birthday shenanigans:</b><br />
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<b>High five struggles with my brother from another mother:</b><br />
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<b>Streetah's never fails:</b><br />
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Thanks for being a part of this adventure of mine - let's do this, 31!Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-92001770105709815152015-02-11T14:29:00.001-06:002015-02-11T14:30:00.053-06:00love and music.Leads to lovely music.<br />
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Check out this pretty incredible mash-up of love songs from the '60s until now:<br />
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Now that's what I call talent: Valentine's Day edition.Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-16112818578039526752015-01-29T11:31:00.001-06:002015-01-29T11:31:25.828-06:00just a little soapbox.I'm tired of reading fitness blogs that preach what you <i>should </i>and <i>should not</i> do.<br />
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I'm not certified...in anything really. Other than being 100% real and a lady with a hard full-time job that often leaves me coming home, exhausted. I still get up in the mornings and work out. Or if I opt to snooze a bit, I do my darnest to get a post-work workout in.<br />
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Every single one of us is different. It's what makes the world go round and keeps it interesting. Exercise is good for the health. I'd even "argue" better for the mental health than anything.<br />
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There is no wrong way to move.<br />
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So please don't tell me to stop eating cheese or stop eating Kit Kats. Don't tell me to stop counting calories or stop counting steps or <i>whatever it is you might need to count</i>.<br />
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If counting helps you hold yourself accountable, then count. If you need to walk instead of run, then walk. I say: keep doing whatever works for you. Because those people telling you to "stop" should really be telling you to <b>GO</b>. And you should be proud of yourself for <i>going</i>.<br />
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Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-4255748210685299892015-01-05T16:38:00.000-06:002015-01-05T16:38:21.786-06:00all was merry & bright & warm.I feel like a broken record each year, recalling how fast the holiday season flies by and how awesome everything is.<br />
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This year was no different, except wait...<i>it was</i>.<br />
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Instead of a white Christmas, we were lucky enough to spend two weeks away from the winter coats and wind chill - and spend time in Siesta Key instead. Apparently I had been before but I was only six weeks old and slept in a drawer so technically I'm counting this as my first time - as I'm now 30 and got upgraded to a bed.<br />
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We rented a condo right across the street from the beach and I'd say it's a Christmas miracle we are all still talking and enjoy each other's company after spending 10+ days together.<br />
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I know I'm lucky but there's something about the holiday season that offers a sweet sweet reminder of all things that are good. And just how grateful I am to have these four knuckleheads by my side for always.<br />
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And since I do pictures, here's a quick photographic recap of the trip:<br />
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<i>The view every morning:</i><br />
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<i>Mugs and I wasted no time setting a new paddleball record on the world's craziest, most sugar like sand:</i><br />
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<i>Dad just loves being close to his son:</i><br />
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<i>That one time I combined Mark and Mugs to give him a new nickname of "Margs" then he consumed one: </i><br />
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<i>To wrap up the parents' 35th anniversary, we got them a sunset dinner cruise and it was delightful:</i><br />
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<i>Open containers are allowed on the beaches? Nuff said: </i><br />
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<i>Post sunset sky:</i><br />
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<i>Peg and I borrowed these cabanas for sunset:</i><br />
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<i>New Year's Eve in Naples on TCB's boat and this happened (and I was absolutely obsessed): </i><br />
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<i>The remaining Angels on NYE:</i><br />
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<i>Just drinking some champs in front of my new dream home: </i><br />
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<i>Glen Ellyn hits Siesta Key: </i><br />
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<i>One last sunset:</i><br />
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<i>Cheersin' to a solid vacation and Mark looking like another race:</i><br />
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So bring it on, 2015. I'm more than ready for you and truly looking forward to see what this year has in store.Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-38523374352500904052014-12-18T16:33:00.001-06:002014-12-18T16:43:04.622-06:00my parents turned 35!On December 15, 1979, my parents decided to make it official and become the Joe and the Peg we know and love today.<br />
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<i>Flash forward</i> 35 years and who would have thought they would both want to surprise each other with anniversary gifts - even though they agreed to not do anything special?<br />
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I'm here to tell you it was amazing, overwhelming, unforgettable and <i>really really</i> hard to keep quiet!<br />
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<i><b>Here's how it went down</b></i><br />
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<b>PEG for JOE</b><br />
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My mom surprised my dad with a <b>sweeeeeeeeeet </b>guitar (we're talking <i>James Taylor would be jealous</i> sweet). The below video is when we learn that my dad, although in the packaging industry, still has some lessons to learn:<br />
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<i>But damn, can he play:</i><br />
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<b>JOE for PEG</b><br />
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My dad schemed for Mark to fly in and surprise my mom with the announcement they'd be renewing their vows. And it got all of us feeling <b>all </b>the feels. I mean, I always knew my parents loved each other in the coolest kinda special way, but to witness them re-devote themselves to one another...in front of us...was something I will never forget. And reminds me true love is absolutely worth the wait.<br />
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<i>Only Angels are allowed to take church selfies</i><br />
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<i> Father Hurley was THE man</i><br />
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<i>The day we learned Ricky isn't comfortable wearing just a white button down shirt </i><br />
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<i>I mean, does it get any cuter?</i><br />
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So happy anniversary, Mom and Dad - thanks for inviting us to join the ride and here's to 35+ more! The best is yet to come.Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715252899033089569.post-35212614645976429332014-12-02T20:00:00.000-06:002014-12-02T20:00:03.350-06:00december eh?Thanksgiving 2014 has come and gone. And you guys, it was easily one of the best ones yet. Complete with an early arrival from Germany, loads of red wine and a sing-a-long for the books.<br />
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<b>THE SURPRISE </b>and wildy awesome reaction from the madre:<br />
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<b>The infamous "Miller Beer" jingle</b> from the 70s that will never get old to TCB and the J.Man (aka college roommates).<i> My apologies for the low quality</i>:<br />
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Mashed potatoes are <b>THE</b> best<br />
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<b>Cranberry</b> makin' since 1984<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b>Trottin' </b>turkeys<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Carvin' ze <b>turkey</b><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Ang <b>and</b> ol' Rick<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Stairwell <b>serenades</b><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b>Friends</b> in low places...maybe?<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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And just like that, it's <i>December</i>. Bring on the holidaze!Kerrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14105290526681750851noreply@blogger.com0