tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610566893291992112024-03-05T14:05:45.464-08:00cute things by kellycute things by kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00249569692197804404noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261056689329199211.post-79138332953882245592011-11-22T18:04:00.001-08:002011-11-24T08:47:29.704-08:00thanksgiving.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>it's that time of year again... the holidays. first up is thanksgiving.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>here is what i am thankful for this year.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>my friends</em>. the past couple years of my life has been very complicated and hard,</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>and this year was no acception. my closest friends have been there through the hardest</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>and best days - and i honestly don't know what i would do without them.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>my family</em>. my dad and my brother mean everything to me.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>i honestly don't know what i would do without them.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>my dad is one of my best friends.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>my brother and i are slowly starting to build a relationship- and it means the world to me.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(2009: a few christmases ago in nyc & at our tree at home)</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>my "sister".</em> without her i would not be the person i am today.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>this year she got married and i was her maid of honor.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>i think about how blessed and honored i am to know her every day.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>i love her with all my heart.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>this year i completely changed my life. i loved my job and my life,</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>but i knew i needed a change and to make something of myself.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>i needed a change: so i became a flight attendant and moved to north carolina.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>the job didn't work out.. and honestly we all know how i feel about my move;</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>but i'm so glad i really did it. <em>i am thankful i had the courage to do this.</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(mckenzie, me & rhonda at flight attendant school: happy graduation)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>and finally: adam. i met adam a year after my mother passed away,</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>and he saved my life. i am thankful for him everyday.</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>what are you thankful for?</strong></div>cute things by kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00249569692197804404noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-261056689329199211.post-40026422120243980812011-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:002011-11-21T17:36:44.670-08:00so it's almost been a month.<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>i know it's almost been a month, and i promise i will get better at this. this month has been stressful with adam gone (shooting his tv mini series), work/ money issues, a really bad cold/flu and trying to figure out what is coming next. i've been researching apartments in new jersey & new york. when this lease is up we are going back north which i'm incredibly excited about, but it's going to be a lot of work.</strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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my restaurant job is.. i don't know. i'm making more money and have better shifts now so hopefully i'll be able to get my credit card debt down soon. with christmas coming it's time to really buckle down. also adam and i are spending christmas & new years in jamaica with his family! so i need to make sure i have some money left for that.<br />
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i still have this cold.. it's been about a week now. hopefully i'll start feeling better asap. i need to get better at blogging and make sure i make time for this.</strong></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(upper left to lower right: adam & i at bre's wedding. work meeting. trader joe's thanksgiving supplies.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">oh yeah- i paid off my student loans! my finished puzzle: minus one piece because it was missing)</span> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(upper left to lower right: breanna & me on her wedding; september 10, 2011. adam & me: my loving boyfriend. chicago last summer.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">me & lisa: halloween 2010. my father got chickens. jonathan & me: my brother)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>adam & i live in north carolina at the moment- oh, and we hate it. he is a working actor and will be leaving me shortly to film a mini series for the history channel called<em> the builders</em> which will premiere in the fall. we have been together almost two years now and are one of those couples you borderline hate. i love him more than anything.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>we are starting to look for apartments in new jersey something close to nyc and pet friendly. we are desperate for a puppy. we are talking about getting a goldfish, but you can't cuddle with a fish; sigh.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>i am currently waiting tables downtown and hate it. i am kinda obsessed with my iphone & you can find me on instagram, tumblr & twitter. i bake constantly and just love cute things.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>hi.</strong></div>cute things by kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00249569692197804404noreply@blogger.com0