I flew to New York City with my friend Jen last week — and boy, are my arms tired, as my dad would say. A few months ago, I wrote about how my friend won a trip to see The Bethenny Show and invited me to come along. I am definitely the Rhoda in this… Continue reading New York City, Baby!
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How OHIO Turned Into OH Hell No
This past weekend, I attended a fantastic reunion in my home state of Ohio. Let me provide some context: I spent all four years of high school in the marching band. Four years ago, I thought it would be a good idea to start a Facebook band alumni page for my small town's award-winning band.… Continue reading How OHIO Turned Into OH Hell No
Why I Will Never Be Famous
The list is long and mighty. Why I will never be famous. For one, I don't like high heels. Or sushi. And I definitely don't own a Vespa. But I got an email last Friday afternoon and in a nutshell, the public relations person from Bethenny Frankel's new talk show emailed me to see if… Continue reading Why I Will Never Be Famous
For Crap Sake Pull Your Dress Up- How I Survived Blogher 2013
Over the past three years since I started writing here, I have seen bloggers attending these things called conferences. Where bloggers meet other bloggers. And take lots of pictures on Instagram. Of their cute outfits. This is what I thought blogging conferences were: just getting Starbucks, tweeting activities, dressing really cute and wearing lots and lots… Continue reading For Crap Sake Pull Your Dress Up- How I Survived Blogher 2013
Yeah, About That “List”
Back in October, I made a list. Because we know how much I love lists. About 25 things I wanted to do before my 25th reunion. Remember that list? Well, it isn't going as swimmingly as I'd hoped. First off, I'd like to establish that no one in my graduating class seems to know of… Continue reading Yeah, About That “List”
25 Before My 25th
My 25th high school reunion is next year. I was 25 when I got married for the first time. So it has been a young, stupid, naïve Kari since I graduated from high school. It seems like just last year I was rocking a mullet with six-inch bangs, listening to some Def Leppard and all,… Continue reading 25 Before My 25th