on a more fun note,

LOOK HOW CUTE katherine is pregs!

Q: What is more fun than an unexpected visit with a bestie?? 

A: nothing.

continued...

I went back to Atlanta for a follow-up visit with the eye ball whisperer and was not given great news... but it wasn't terrible.

Bottom line: there was some development of damage to my right optic nerve so, she recommended I get a neurologist involved. SO... that I shall.

scary? kinda. I'll admit- I freaked a little driving back.
devastated? nah. I got a little perspective. Nothing is certain yet.
curious? yes. Interested in seeing an allergist as well as the Neurologist.

and..... the end of my spastic health update = done!

xo
k

Update

WE DID IT!!!

Things started awesomely enough. Even a ray of sunshine. It was smooth sailing until approximately mile 7. That's when the skies opened and the torrential downpour began. No tornadoes or hail, so a success. :)

The last 6 or so miles ended up being more of a jog with hoop in hand. We were trying desperately not be picked up by the bus that was coming to rescue peeps off the course. Even the cop cars were all saying, "we encourage you to abandon the course and seek shelter."

Now.... I'm telling you what. I was freezing, tired, hungry and soaked... but this girl was not quitting. None of us did, actually. 72 determined women is something of a force to be dealt with. I'm almost curious what it would have looked like for them to try and wrangle us onto the rescue vehicle. It turned out for the best, obv.

Here's my (Green) Team

 Here we are post race... all 72 of us:

 Many more stories to tell and pictures to locate. Don't your worry. In fact, Kris took some video footage that I'll be sharing with you as soon as I figure out how to make a lil movie out of it. What is an accomplishment if it isn't overshadowed by "Eye of the Tiger"? duh.

OH. and here's my hair:

AND, as if having Kristin in town, hooping a half marathon,  getting my hair cut in my own kitchen, eating sushi, hitting up a b-day party for three friends, a sleep over on Laudy, brunching with an old friend and going to a wedding shower weren't enough for a weekend... we went to Alexis and Jason's wedding! It was so fun and, naturally, the dancing was the highlight.

Alas, its time for me to be asleep, but I just couldn't leave you hanging. 

More tomorrow. Or Wednesday. OR WHENEVER LIFE SLOWS DOWN.

uh....

http://wdef.com/news/severe_weather_could_restrict_nashville_marathon/04/2010

PINK.

My weekend promises to be full of lots of PINK as we hoop to honor breast cancer survivors! My co-worker Taylor just sent me this video and I just LOVE IT!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEdVfyt-mLw&feature=related

ENJOY. I particularly love how these sweet people got SO into it. (I want to be friends with the dude at the very end.)

You'll hear more from me on the flip side. ;)

love, k

... or high water.

So, if you are like me and stay abreast of weather predictions, you know that this is what the weekend looks like:

That's right. Thunderstorms.

While we hoop.

For 13 miles.

We'll see how that goes...

Nevertheless, here are pics of Kelly, Mallory, Jess and Me picking up our packets.

This is Bob. He gave me my packet. What a stud.

Here's Amy. We did Level Two together and she was smart enough to bring her hoop to pick up her registration packet! So cute.

 

 Here we are being awesome, obviously

now the real deal

 

 So, y'all... just pray that rain away. We're doing this thing come hell er high water.

precious family seeking nanny in New Orleans

Y'all.

THIS family.

so so cute and precious. My friend Emily has a sister...who has quadruplets. And a toddler. And they're awesome. And they need a nanny. 

Do YOU know someone who could help? Just out of school? Wanting to live in N'awlins? :)

(I wish I could do this.)

xo,
k

the mother land.

I am behind the Norwegian times. How can this be?? Nana would be so disappointed.

My dear co-worker Christina introduced me to the delicious stylings of Ane Brun this morning, and thus, brought me up to speed on the music coming out of Norway. She's been all over Europe since 2003, supposedly.

But, one thing I did not miss is how much I LOVE her voice. I have listened to this song 14 times in a row and I bet I won't stop there.

I love a new find. THANKS, Christina!!

Now, off to keep listening.

Ready. Set. Choose.

I tend to be impulsive.

I know, it is somewhat counter intuitive because of my orderly nature. I mean, I organized my closet for FUN over the weekend. Still, when it comes to making a big decision, I tend to land on my decision rather quickly.

Take, for example, when I picked out my glasses frames a couple of months ago. It took me around 4 minutes to choose the pair of glasses that I wear all day every day. Jordan was baffled and she still asks me how that happened. I don't know. I think I do well without lots of options.

When I write a poem or haiku, I come up with my best stuff on the fly. (Any of you who have actually been subjected to them will know that the term "best stuff" is used loosely.) It just hits me and I go with it.

Is it because I am decisive or do I settle too quickly without considering other options? I choose to believe it is the former. Because, well, that makes me sound better.

It got me thinking about other choices I make quickly.

My sister laughs at me because, while I am still sitting in the styling chair at her salon, I am already dreaming of my next cut. True story. She expects it, to be honest. (DO you want a sneak peek at what will happen this weekend when she comes to town??? I thought so.)

I tend to find birthday gifts for people at the first store, pick a restaurant on the fly, and figure out the route to my destination right away. Still, I wouldn't categorize myself as spontaneous. Do *NOT* call me if you are packing the car for the beach and leave at midnight. I will agonize over whether I can swing it or not. [sidenote: I am STILL in awe of Sarah June when she decided in two minutes to pack an overnight bag and join John, Justin and me for a weekend in Memphis. She became a hero that day. To think...she would have missed out on Raiford's... she's so wise.]

When my planning and impulsive sides blend, something rather strange happens... and just works. I may never be the one leading a group to Cabo at the last second, but you can count on me to pick out your drapes in ten minutes.

You're welcome.

Saturday Night Date

Y'all.

I had the best date ever on Saturday. Michelle and Pol let me come play with Liam and we had a blast. Jumped on the bed, ate tacos, told secrets, played Wii, rolled around with the dogs, sang, danced, read and re-caulked the bathroom. Ok... I made that part up.

Click HERE to have your heart melted.

love,
kelley

ps. i love "Cars" and even saw it in the theater... but wouldn't you know "Chick" and "King" escaped me and lil Liam was thinking, "keep up, kelley". :)

Its true every week...

confesh

Yesterday was one huge veer from the raw food diet, y'all.

I ate a few bites of PASTA at lunch and then ate a delicious pork chop fresh off the grill. Followed it up with some bites of a cupcake.

To say I am paying the piper for those choices is putting it mildly.

ew. not like that. I'm just feeling lethargic and not awesome.

Time for an apple and some carrots.

But....

MAN it was good. ;)

Life Lesson- Cam style

Some of you may not know this, but I am a pastor's kid.

Not just *a* pastor's kid.

The most reverend P. Cameron Kirker. Ok... I kid. But he is the most fabulous dad, btw.

That being said, I learned a lot of valuable things along the way of my life, because of that fact. There are things you learn growing up in a pastor's home that you just wouldn't learn otherwise. They range from the details (i.e. when dad would have to keep a list of when he'd worn which suit because he had to wear one nearly every day and didn't want to run the risk of doubling up the grey suit two Sundays in a row) to the life stuff. The hard life stuff... when you show up to love a friend who just lost a wife. You don't say anything, necessarily. You just show up and it makes a difference.

Well, lately, I feel as though I have been around some really hurting people. I actually count that as an honor. Its easy to be around folks when they're happy. Moreso, its easy to allow people in when you're happy. But it is a whole new ball game when you allow folks to rally around when in the depths of despair (to borrow a phrase from Anne of Green Gables.)

A phrase I was taught early to avoid was this: "I know how you feel". Cam would cringe when he heard someone utter those words in the face of specific pain. The truth is, we don't know. We don't all share the exact same circumstances and we can't know *exactly* how someone feels, however similar we think it to be. When did that phrase become an acceptable condolence?

So, I shuttered as I watched the Today Show yesterday (I know... it was before Fresh Prince, don't worry.. all is as it should be) and heard a mom say to another, "I know how you feel".  The circumstances of the interview were horrifying. A girl lies in a coma in Deerfield Beach, FL (where I lived after being born, no less!) all because a male classmate brutally beat her. The details are jumbled but it sounds like he just snapped and reacted to words the girl said. Regardless, she's in a coma... healing and fighting for her life. She may end up a vegetable if she lives. He is facing the possibility of being tried as an adult and losing freedom for the rest of his life. The boy's mother had the nerve to say to the girl's mother that she knew exactly how she felt.

I had to sit down on my bed. Stop what I was doing and throw my hands up in the air (for effect) and say, "NO YOU DON'T."

I think it is insensitive and rude to make someone else's pain about me. That's what that phrase begs, after all... "why? Tell me." How sad.

I don't even have a specific reason this struck such a deep chord with me. I just hope that, the next time someone shares pain with me, I lend them a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear and not much more.

Oh Heavenly Day

I wish you all knew Kelly and Will.

They are so fabulous and loving. The sort of couple you meet and, instantly, wonder if you have known each other for years or only moments. They are incredibly inclusive which, in this town, is a wonderful thing. They're two of the funniest people you'll ever come across, to boot. Kelly is known for her extreme love of a song of Patty Griffin's. It is called "Heavenly Day". She, allegedly, had it on repeat for three years. No exaggeration. :)

So, on Saturday, they became Mr. and Mrs. Marth... aka the Marth-mellows.

We all drove to Columbus, GA to celebrate the fine affair. It was ridiculously fun!! My only regret is that none of the photos taken were on my camera. I guess I have to be patient, then.

Suffice it to say, I woke up sore on Sunday. From dancing. For four hours. My kind of Wedding reception!

Oh, how I love those friends. I'm so excited for them as their new life begins and cannot wait to sit around and remember the highlights of the evening together! (Post Mexico trip, natch)

xo,
k

Friday at Emma

Its like we're Snow White, lately. We attract wild animals.

Last week it was a bunny... this week its a bird.

Click HERE to get laugh out of our nutty office reacting to removing a large bird from our office.

TGIF... and gorgeous outside!!

etc.

I think I just needed some good time with Joanna and Michelle.

:)

myeah.

I'm not feeling smart or funny today, so there.

I don't really have anything to say but I sure enjoy blogging, so here I am.

My lil heart is craving something... just not sure what.

Too much fun

There's been far too many fun things to happen lately...no time to cover important information today.

Saturday was Jordy's BIRTHDAY! So, naturally, we grilled out and took her to the Rollergirls!

Naturally, we had to toast her as well (give you a dollar to pick my cup)

This story would not be complete without a shot of the tshirt Adam wore all night.

On Easter, a group of us served breakfast to the homeless through Downtown Presbyterian Church. I enjoyed it so much, y'all. Later that day a group of us gathered for a little brunch before church. I even dyed an egg! It was a wonderful day with sweet friends.

Finally, here are the gorgeous flowers blooming in front of the Emma building. 

SPRING IS SO LOVELY!

Spring has Sprung!

I just love this time of year! I know I have a history of ranting about it at springtime...but it never stops being TRUE. Its the most lovely time of the year! Full of promise and life!

Today, I celebrated the gorgeous weather by having a "Girls Only: No Boys Allowed Picnic" with Amanda and Etta. It was magical! Here- live vicariously.

Its sort of cuteness-overload!

And, for everyone's benefit, I leave you with Luca and Julian!

Have a great weekend, friends!

loved.

Last night my housemates [I always say roommates, but we do not share rooms] were afraid I had gone missing.

I was attending the Tegan and Sara concert with co-worker Kelly. Little did I know, my phone was blowing up whilst I sang along.

Fortunately, they knew to call Kristin and their fears were calmed. I felt bad to put them through such anguish (I exaggerate to make myself feel good)...

but how NICE to be so loved!!