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a few of my favorite posts

it was a day full of sunshine, rainbows & whole lot of love – the day my sister kerry june got married.

eleven years my junior she will always be my baby sister, but now she can proudly proclaim that she is also a “sadie sadie, married lady.”

her wedding day was absolutely perfect – in every possible way… laid back, yet still elegant.

dinner, dancing, a photo booth, hot chocolate, an ice cream sundae bar, succulent plant wedding favors & and a candy bar.it was definitely the event of the summer.

i can’t imagine a better way to start a new life with someone you love…

wedding details:

first dance: “how sweet it is (to be loved by you),” james taylor

brother/sister dance: “have i told you lately that i love you,” willie nelson

wedding ceremony: LDS los angeles temple / reception venue: maravilla gardens in camarillo

wedding photographer: hello studios

wedding flowers: belle of the ball designs

wedding dress: modern trousseau “regan”

bridesmaids’ dresses: anthropologie / groomsmen’s suits: calvin klein

live music: the soul shadows

wedding caterer and ice cream bar: command performance

wedding cake: skiff’s cakes

wedding invitations: marta dansie

videographer: skyline videography

all images courtesy of hello studios.

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why i run…

by @according2kelly on January 26, 2012

why-i-runpeople often ask “have you always been a runner?”

& the answer is always the same , a resounding “no.”

i didn’t choose to be a runner.

to be perfectly honest, i think very few people actually choose to be runners.

we’re talking pre-dawn runs, ice baths, the constant aroma of bengay, blackened toenails (& a few that were lost all together).  a diet of energy bars, gels and goos. the oddest tan lines you’ve ever seen, thanks to the KT Tape i wear around my knees.

these are the sort of things that happen when you are a runner.

no, running chose ME.

why i run…

looking back, i’ve ran for different reasons, at different points in my life.

i’ve ran to mend a broken heart. to clear my head. to escape and to feel in control.  after my father passed away, i ran to feel connected to him, to remember him… to be with him.

but most recently, i run to combat post-partum depression, i run to survive, i run because it’s cheaper than therapy.

cheaper-than-therapy

i’ve never claimed to be super-mom.  i’m the first to admit that i’m far from perfect. but, once upon a time, i at least felt like i had life figured out.

since then, ppd has thrown a wrench in the well-oiled-machine i once called my life – sending me into an out-of-control, downward spiral.  leaving me trapped in a hole so deep, sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever be able to climb back out.

having babies is supposed to be a joyous occasion and… it was.  it’s just the aftermath, i’m not so sure about.

when i think about it, it’s actually kind of funny. i’m surrounded by the chaos of three young children every single day & yet sometime i’ve never felt so alone.

for the past few years i’ve watched life happen as an observer, instead of an active participant. slowly but surely, i’ve managed to shut everyone out, and burn every bridge along the way.  activities i used to love, hobbies i used to look forward to, now just seem like a burden.

not to mention, i now find myself totally and completely unmotivated, out-of-touch, & overwhelmed… i dread getting out of bed in the morning. i am constantly feeling like life has given up on me, or maybe i’m the one who has given up on life.

i’ve been living life in a deep, dark tunnel, constantly trying to reach that itty bitty light i see peeping through. the drugs have helped a bit (prescribed of course), taking the edge off, and making the light a wee bit more obtainable. but running has helped me more. running is the one thing i look forward to each & every day. it’s helped me reach out & actually grab that pin prick of light at the end of the tunnel.

without even noticing, i’ve managed to build a fortress around myself, an incredible thing that rivals the great wall of china. i can’t expect it to come down overnight can i? but, with a little help from my friends & a whole lot of running, this fortress of mine has slowly started tumbling down.

that is why I run… because it has the ability to break down walls & build bridges.

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new year’s resolute-NOTS

by @according2kelly on January 11, 2012

new-years-resolute-notsnew year’s resolutions have never exactly been my strong suit.  quite frankly, they’re hard to write, & bound to be disappointing.

& let’s be honest, i don’t think i’m ready for any disappointment quite yet – the year has just begun!

i’d like to think, make that i KNOW that twenty twelve is going to be a year of adventure, opportunity & success.

so instead of making a list of things i’m going to do, that deep-inside i know i probably won’t… i’m making a list of things that i will NOT do in 2012, in no particular order.

* i will not stop being grateful.
* i will not pretend i’m super mom.
* i will not stop crafting.
* i will not compare myself to others.
* i will not stop saying hell & damn, but i can promise you – that’s the worst of it.
* i will not let fear stop me.
* i will not cut my own bangs.
* i will not stop telling people my mom & sister are my best friends.
* i will not stop loving the target $1 aisle.
* i will not let anything stand in the way of my happiness.
* i will not stop blogging, although i won’t promise that it will be daily.
* i will not maintain my eyebrows on my own.
* i will not stop wishing i could wear my team sparkle skirt daily.
* i will not use my husband’s razor to shave my legs.
* i will not stop loving mocha almond fudge & mint ‘n chip ice cream.
* i will not stop trying to teach my children to be kind.
* i will not stop wishing i had a maid & a cook.
* i will not be afraid to get dirty.
* i will not stop going to disneyland nearly weekly.
* i will not stop looking for ways i can serve others.
* i will not stop wishing all my friends lived next door.
* i will not stop loving my dr. pepper chap stick

* i will not stop believing in myself.
* i will not forget the truths about motherhood.
* i will not stop traveling. (even if i never travel past utah, at least i’m traveling.)
* i will not let life get me down.
* i will not stop craving crushed ice.
* i will not stop {loving} the oc.
* i will not let having children, stop me from snowboarding.
* i will not stop watching general hospital.
* i will not become a professional karaoke-er.
* i will not stop loving green smoothies.
* i will not leave the toilet seat up.
* i will not stop my virtual friends from becoming real life friends.
* i will not be afraid of being real.
* i will not stop reading.
* i will not stop eating cupcakes.
* i will not stop wishing i could sleep more.
* i will not stop running, biking, swimming,or exercising in general.
* i will not be afraid to be me.
* i will not stop making spontaneous purchases.
* i will not stop ohhhing & ahhhing over my little girl.
* i will not stop eating cookies for breakfast.
* i will not stop trying to break my addiction.
* i will not stop thanking christ for all that i have.

so what will you not do in 2011?

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2011 in pictures

by @according2kelly on January 9, 2012

2011-in-pictures13 mountain bike races, 3 half marathons, 2 triathlons, 2 5Ks, 1 10K, & 1 relay (& that’s just me).

jeffy completed 13 mountain bike races (that he can remember), 4 criterium bike races, 2 road bike races, & 1 half marathon.

&, the boys finished 6 mountain bike races, 2 2K’s & 1 triathlon.

surprisingly we didn’t spend the entire year racing or training. we also squeezed in a hawaiian holiday, one broken nose, a little bmx action, roller skating, LOTS of skiing & snowboarding, a vegas trip (or two), several weddings, little league, an last minute european adventure in ireland, amsterdam, brussels & paris. not to mention more trips to disneyland than i can even count.

and while 2011 is full of excitement & adventure, i can’t wait to see what 2012 has in store for us!

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rapunzel, rapunzel let down your hair

by @according2kelly on November 3, 2011

diy-tangled-rapunzel-costume-for-kidsjust weeks before halloween, little miss charlie finally discovered princesses or “princey’s” as she calls them. (with two brothers & a house full of hot wheels – i’m not at all surprised it didn’t happen earlier.)

seeing that “punzy”(otherwise known as rapunzel) is her new-found best friend, it seemed like the perfect halloween costume. although, after dressing like “punzy,” charlie is now having a bit of an identity crisis.

she prefers to wear her purple rapunzel dress at all times, refuses to wear shoes & will only let me brush her hair if i sing…

flower, gleam and glow
let your power shine
make the clock reverse
bring back what once was mine

heal what has been hurt
change the fates’ design
save what has been lost
bring back what once was mine

wonder if she’ll start singing “i could go running/ and racing/ and dancing/ and chasing/ and leaping/ and bounding/ hair flying/ heart pounding/ and splashing/ and reeling/ and finally feeling/ now’s when my life begins!” next?!

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new year’s resolute-nots

by @according2kelly on January 3, 2011

new year's resolutionshave you noticed? it’s a new year. twenty eleven. wow! i think i have to say that one again – twenty eleven. last year i started a new tradition… new year’s resolutions have never exactly been my strong suit.  quite frankly, they’re hard to write, & bound to be disappointing. & let’s be honest, i don’t think i’m ready for any disappointment quite yet. i’d like to think that twenty eleven is a year of opportunity. so instead of making a list of things i’m going to do, that deep-inside i know i probably won’t, i’m making a list of things that i will not do in 2011, in no particular order.

* i will not pretend i’m super mom.
* i will not stop crafting.
* i will not stop saying hell & damn, but i can promise you – that’s the worst of it.
* i will not cut my own bangs.
* i will not stop telling people my mom & sister are my best friends.
* i will not stop loving the target $1 aisle.
* i will not let anything stand in the way of my happiness.
* i will not stop blogging, although i won’t promise that it will be daily.
* i will not maintain my eyebrows on my own.
* i will not stop wishing i could wear my team sparkle skirt daily.
* i will not use my husband’s razor to shave my legs.
* i will not stop loving mocha almond fudge & mint ‘n chip ice cream
* i will not stop trying to teach my children to be kind.
* i will not stop wishing i had a maid & a cook.
* i will not be afraid to get dirty.
* i will not stop going to disneyland weekly.
* i will not stop wishing all my friends lived next door.
* i will not stop loving my dr. pepper chap stick
* i will not forget the truths about motherhood.
* i will not stop traveling. (even if i never travel past utah, at least i’m traveling.)
* i will not let life get me down.
* i will not stop {loving} the oc.
* i will not let having children, stop me from snowboarding.
* i will not stop watching general hospital.
* i will not become a professional karaoke-er.
* i will not leave the toilet seat up.
* i will not stop my virtual friends from becoming real life friends.
* i will not be afraid of being real.
* i will not stop reading.
* i will not stop eating cupcakes.
* i will not stop wishing i could sleep more.
* i will not stop running, biking, swimming,or exercising in general.
* i will not be afraid to be me.
* i will not stop making spontaneous purchases.
* i will not stop ohhhing & ahhhing over my little girl.
* i will not stop eating cookies for breakfast.
* i will not stop trying to break my addiction.

so what will you not do in 2011?

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my once upon a time…

by @according2kelly on August 11, 2010

once upon a time, in a land so very far away… a girl met a boy. the setting was picturesque, a quaint little ski village nestled away in the mountains.

as the fates would have it, late one afternoon we find both the boy and girl – alone, in this magical winter wonderland. & as if destined to meet, together they rode the last chair lift of the day, to the top of the mountain. just as their journey began, the snow softly started to fall, each little snowflake glistening like diamonds. with the sun was slowly setting, casting a beautiful, soft candle lite glow. and, just like in the fairy-tales… it was love-at-first-sight. by the end of that momentous chair life ride, they had fallen madly in love, each knowing that they had finally met “the one”.

okay, so maybe that really isn’t exactly how it happened. but we did meet at sundance, & for one of the parties involved there may, or may not, have been aslight inkling of love-at-first sight, although it may have taken the other party a couple of months to notice (let’s just say that i am definitely a blonde, & often times can be a bit oblivious. i thought we were just friends). & it definitely was fate, because honestly, i’m really not that good of a snowboarder, & to think that someone actually hired little ‘ole me to instruct others in the art of snowboarding? yes! no question about it, it was definitely fate. but, nine years after pledging our eternal love to one another, we are still just as happy, & more in love than ever.

as they say “life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” and together, jeffy & i have had plenty of take your breath away type of moments: we’ve feed the sharks in bora bora, rocked out at more concerts than i can count, survived the wilds of australia. had two wild & crazy boys, a baby girl (with a boys name) & a pup named gigi. sailed the spanish coast. remodeled our entire house – ourselves. got literally lost in italy (to this day, i’m still amazed we aren’t still lost wandering around the italian countryside). went to the winter olympics. surfed in hawaii. cheered for the angels more times than i can count. snowboarded beneath the shadows of the matterhorn (the real one, not the one at disneyland). made it out of canada alive. practically lived at disneyland – we’ve been so many times. lived like the flintstones in turkey. kissed with the eiffel tower looming overhead. graduated law school. passed the bar exam. kissed the blarney stone. finished my MBA program. scootered around greece. attended the tour de france, ran a marathon, survived postpartum depression, competed in several triathlons (jeffy has even completed 1/2 ironman), gotten down & dirty,  & to many other adventures to name.

what’s even more amazing? as of today, it’s only been nine long short years. we’ve still got the rest of our lives ahead of us. i’m not saying our life together has been “practically perfect in every way.” we’ve definitely had our share of ups & downs. but if we’ve made it this far, i know we can weather every & any storm. i can’t wait to see what the future has in store for us. i’m definitely looking forward to continuing to live… happily ever after.

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coming out of the closet.

by @according2kelly on June 15, 2010

so… let’s start by acknowledging the elephant in the room. i’m going to do it quick & to the point – just like you would rip off a band aid.

hi, my name is kelly & i have postpartum depression.

if i had to venture a guess, i’m betting my big announcement doesn’t surprise anyone at all. in fact, you all probably saw it coming. but after 1 year, 1 month & 13 days, i figured it’s time i came out of the closet.

i’ve never claimed to be super-mom. & i’m the first to admit that i’m far from perfect. but once upon a time, i at least felt like i had life figured out. these days, ppd has definitely thrown a wrench in the well-oiled-machine, i once called my life… sending me into an out-of-control, downward spiral.

over the past year i have dug myself a hole so deep, sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever be able to climb back out. having a baby is supposed to be a joyous occasion… & it was.  it’s just the aftermath, i’m not so sure about. when i think about it, it’s actually kind of funny – i’m surrounded by the chaos of three young children every single day & yet i’ve never felt so alone. for the past year i’ve watched life happen as an observer, instead of an active participant. slowly but surely, i’ve managed to shut everyone out, & burn every bridge along the way. activities i used to love, hobbies i used to look forward to, now just seem like a burden. not to mention, these days i find myself totally & completely unmotivated, out-of-touch, & overwhelmed… i dread getting out of bed in the morning, & am constantly feeling like life has given up on me, or maybe i’m the one who has given up on life.

i’ve been living life in a deep, dark tunnel, constantly trying to reach that itty bitty light i see peeping through. the drugs have helped a bit (prescribed of course), taking the edge off & making the light a wee bit more obtainable. running has helped more. but, hopefully opening up, putting it all out there, & wearing my heart on my sleeve will be that final dose of reality i need. i’m slowly learning – i can’t do this on my own. over the past year i’ve managed to build a fortress around myself, an incredible thing that rivals the great wall of china. i can’t expect it to come down overnight can i? but, with a little help from my friends, perhaps this fortress of mine will come tumbling down.

wow. i’m feeling better already. let the healing begin.

image via anne taintor

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i lost my virginity this weekend.

by @according2kelly on September 8, 2009

disneylandmedal

early sunday morning, along with about 13,000 people, i laced up my sneakers, loaded up the playlist & hit the pavement running… for my first ever 1/2 marathon.

although running 13.1 miles is definitely a daunting task, it’s a wee bit easier when you have a friend or two by your side (or at least in the near vicinity).

with an “official chip time” of 2 hours, 13 minutes & 15 seconds and a division place of 239 (of 1252 women ages 30-34), i’m feeling pretty good about myself. not bad for a gal 4 months & 4 days post baby, & about two weeks of training. now the question is, what’s next?

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who i am.

by @according2kelly on August 31, 2009

recently i was challenged to write about myself using 25 words or less. kinda like my own, self-describing personnel ad, complete with self-portrait. here was the end result…

cherry coke drinking, crushed ice loving, bike riding, apron wearing, marathon training, surprisingly shy, REAL orange county housewife & mama of 3 with ADD crafting tendencies.

care to play along? i’d love to get to know YOU even better.

step one: take your self portrait. no primping necessary (check me out in all my mountain biking glory… complete with helmet hair & a thin coating of dirt)

step two: describe yourself in 25 words or less

step three: introduce yourself to the world (or at least me), by posting it to your blog. just make sure to leave a comment here, so i can make the blog rounds. or, if you’re feeling lazy, just post your 25 word bio in my comment section. either way, i can’t wait to get to know you just a wee bit better.

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