Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Week From Saturday...

The roles will be reversed 
a week from Saturday!

On Saturday, May 9, one of my best friends in the WORLD will be wed to the love of her life. Mo, can't wait to see you looking gorgeous as usual but with a glamorous bridal twist! It's going to be such the fabulous day for you and Matt.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009


I just stumbled upon this accidental silliness photo of Moeko from East Side Lounge... and it's been making me giggle all day.

So I thought I'd share.

Friday, April 17, 2009

If you're from Atlanta, You'll Appreciate

I noticed this yesterday and it's been cracking me up ever since.

Click on the image and look smack in the middle of this google map at the area near East and West Paces Ferry, Roswell Road, Peachtree Road, etc. It's in the heart of Buckhead but it's labeled... well, see for yourself.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Easing In... TMI Thursday

TMI Thursday

So, I mentioned via a comment on Mb's blog two weeks ago that I may participate in a TMI Thursday*. Well, this is my first attempt. Being in that I'm rather private with bodily functions and such, I have to start light.

I'll start with an embarrassing story that many can laugh at and few witnesses can forget. 

So there I was, sitting at the lunch table amidst a few hundred other Eufaula High school students. It was 10th grade. I was sitting with some friends from show choir or some other super cool class, chatting about something like the newest roller coaster at Six Flags, the new night of TGIF coming up on Friday on ABC, the latest planet to be discovered how I didn’t have a date to homecoming. I flipped my soft cooler lunch box open and continued the discussion.

Before I had a second to blink, my classmate and friend Jeremy pulled something pale and cloth-like out of my lunch bag, twirled the item above his head then threw it in the middle of the atrium. It took me a few seconds to make out what the white, cotton item was. Oh sh*t (okay, I didn’t curse at that point in my life) SHOOT, it’s a pair of my freaking underwear! And other lunchers were noticing, too. People screamed, jumped out of the way, giggled, pointed and immediately started some really fun rumors about the situation playing out before them.

Seeing in that I was a camper at an all-girls summer camp even at 16 (shout out to Camp Nakanawa!), most of my underwear had a big “K. Beck” written in the back in jumbo black Sharpie. How else was I supposed to keep my lady part coverers separate from the other girls? This was embarrassing — and also meant that I had to go retrieve the panties because it would eventually be clear anyway who they belonged to.

Exhibit A: the star of my first TMI Thursday

Neon bright red in the face and trying to duck under my hands like I was hiding from the paparazzi, I slinked out towards the undergarment.

Did I mention these were granny panty-esque? Oh yeah. 

I picked up the sexy "full coverage" panties that looked like they belonged to my mom and miserably sat down back at the table. I think I was a mixture of bewildered and humiliated, thinking “how the eff did those things get into my lunch bag?” And “how am I ever going to recover from this?” The laughter didn’t die down with my tablemates until the lunch-ending bell rang. HORRIBLE. As if being an awkward 16-year-old isn’t bad enough.

My thoughts flashed back to that morning. I packed my lunch as my mom was doing laundry. Perhaps one of my much younger siblings threw the underthings into my lunch bag, not knowing the consequences. Perhaps it was done on purpose by a sibling closer in age to me. Maybe we’ll never know.

But what I do know is that for months, the halls of EHS were filled with questions:

·      Why wasn’t Katy wearing underwear? (I was, btw)

·      Was the pair of Fruit of the Looms roaming the cafeteria floor dirty or clean?

·      Why did Jeremy Carroll have Katy’s underwear?

·      Are Katy and Jeremy “an item?” (followed by oo-lah-lahs)

·      Why would a 16-year-old have her name written in her panties?

Having people discuss my possible commando-ness or underwear swappage was mortifying … especially considering the most scandalous thing I’d done with a boy by that point was hold hands.

*TMI Thursday is something many of the DC Bloggers are embracing. Posts range from poop and pee to periods and private parts... I already know I'm going to struggle with having enough material to be interesting and ongoing.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

I Wish Upon a Star...

That someone would find my Canon Powershot SD1100 or the memory card with all of our honeymoon photos... and post them on this awesome site.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Inspiration from a 7-year-old

Listening to NPR during my morning commute, I happened to catch a really inspiring piece about a first grader named Tarak McLain.
Now 7-year-old Tarak McLain got a relatively simple assignment from his kindergarten teacher. "Bring in 100 things." Many kids brought in things like cotton balls or Cheerios. A then 6-year-old Tarak decided to bring in 100 of his beliefs. Over several days, he drafted his 100 beliefs — then later delivered them to his class. 

Beyond his mature wisdom, Tarak also has put together fundraisers for schools abroad and encourages his parents to keep food in the car so he can hand it out to the homeless.

I really encourage you to give this a listen.