Meet Rah

So today is a day I felt like introducing the love of my life...



My little sister.
She is my world.
My everything.
My Joy.

It is so weird to love someone so much, that the thought of them makes your heart hurt. (In the good way of course)

Id take a bullet for this little girl. She has been my stronghold for a very long time now. We don't see each other as often as we used to, but she is on my mind every day.
She is bright, strong willed and recently 21 & MARRIED...
I'm so proud of the woman she has become.
Meet Randi.

I call her Rah.

Tomorrow, Ill introduce my parents :)

I love her hairband. Im actually kinda jealous I didnt have one.


This is when we called her the michilen baby.

Bowl cuts were in. But I swear she has a mullet.

At the playground.




Does anyone else notice that the eyelashes on this bunny are creepy as all get out??





Her Bridal Shower.



Day before her wedding. Spa Day :)

Just being goofy.

The Day of her wedding.

My Beautiful little Sister, Randi Elizabeth Gonzales.

Ahhh. Monday Mornings. They are filled with such anticipation for the week! You can start fresh and new... The laundry is done, house usually clean, coffee stop is in order and your new week can begin.

So usually I look forward to Monday's. Its one of my favorite days of the week. A lot of people may not agree with me, but its my day for new beginnings. Screw new year's resolutions, I have "new week" resolutions.

This week... I was going to challenge myself to a harder workout; also to practice more patience.

My New Week resolution has had a new twist. Its more of a "new week" hope. I will hope for the swelling in my lip to subside and that eyelashes DO in fact grow back.

This morning, the last step of my morning routine, turned into a girls worst cosmetic nightmare.
They eyelash curler slipped... (I can hear the gasps from all the ladies now)... Yes. They slipped.
Pulled out half of my eyelashes on my left eye. from the inner corner to the middle, and to add more injury to injury... the handle snapped back and pelted me in the lip.

I wanted to cry, and I did a little, but not from emotion... From the serious drippage of tears pouring from my now severely sore eye. Thank goodness for being late... which is what kept me from accessing the damage until I got in the car. And at every stoplight shoving my face up in the visor mirror thinking "Are these going to grow back??" "Oh No"... "They are only eyelashes..."

So with a fat lip and a bare eye I soldier on.

Even though when I tell my story, laughter ensues before the person does realize how painful ripping eyelashes from your lid could be. Yeah. Happy Monday.

So- Boycott Eyelash Curlers, yes... ladies this COULD happen to you.

Bittersweet Hearts.

I loved this picture. I had to share.

On a SWEETER note... My roommate moves in tonight. And I'm very grateful for my friend Becky who is going to help turn that mess of a craft room into pure crafting brilliance. (see pictures in a post below)

See normally, I can organize myself, but this time, I have so much anxiety and nerves I feel like I may start throwing things out the window in pure irritation.

Ahhh, IF you don't have a good friend that will take a Friday night and spend it cleaning with you. Find one... Or if you do have a friend that will take a lunch break to be your personal Tom Tom... Your in luck.

I'm Lucky. Because I do.

I heart my friends.

Los Angeles. A Vacation?

Me: "Hello???"

Mysterious phone caller: "Hi, May I speak to Kristie?"

Me: "Uhhh, Who is this??"

Mysterious phone caller:"This is Chris from 92.5"

Me: "YAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!"

-at this point I knew I won something, I wasn't sure what, but I definitely knew a big "YAY" was in order.

So yep. After a streak of poopy crappity luck, the beam of light peaked through the clouds this morning in KristieTown. I won a contest!!

So a trip was in order.

So I grabbed me an "Ape Ape" (that's like my own in office Tom-Tom, her name is April, and she is just dandy) and we headed out to the radio station to claim the prize.

Once we figured out where the heck to go, they pulled us into the studio to do a little promotional voice stuff... I never knew how nerve-wracking it was to talk on the radio. I was especially tickled when they told me I had to practically "make out with the microphone".

So listen for April and I on 92.5!!

Here is what I won.

1 Night Stay at the Belamar Hotel Manhattan Beach

2 Tickets to Universal Studios

2 Tickets to the Hollywood Behind the Scenes Tour

2 Tickets to Kodak Theatre

2 Tickets to take the Starline Tour (I find it slightly creepy that these guys stalk celebrities houses each day with a bus full of people- so i probably wont do that)

Oh... And 2 Tickets to the Wax Museum.

I Loves it!! Let's go to L.A!!

Addictive little suckers.

Ahhhh Yes. The "Redvine", the red chewy deliciousness that I sometimes call "My crack". Highly addictive and hard to break the habit.
Boasting a very intriguing "Fat Free" on the package makes them sound absolutely delightful... But don't let them fool you. They are full of carbohydrates; My favorite thing that ruins my waistline.

I could eat a small package of them in about an hour... Especially sitting at my desk staring at my computer and almost robotically following one with another until I go to grab just one more... and the box is empty.

Today I bought the ultra large bag. DANGEROUS.
They almost make my stomach feel funny after I eat 3 or 4 of them. It must be all the high fructose corn syrup and citric acid.

I think I will go pass them out to the girls in the office. Just knowing they are in the drawer is making me feign.

And so it goes. Not one single rose.

So Valentine's day is coming up. And I can't help thinking about how surely depressing it will be again this year. No flowers, no special boy to take me out. Wait? Did I just write "boy"? I meant a Man. Blah.

I am not going to let myself get down this year.

So I will send myself flowers. I will hold my own hand. And I'll dress up reallly nice and take myself out to dinner. Ha. Im a cheap date, and I know that Im a girl that wants to have a great time... thats for sure.

Anyway. On a happier note, it is one day closer to Friday. Let's Celebrate.

EFF Men. Whoops. I said it. Silly potty mouth me.
Happy Monday.