Not Quite Martha

This is it. I am

This is it. I am joining the masses and starting my very own blog. Not quite sure what this means, but I think its going to give me a venue to talk about whatever is in this head of mine. This week, I am consumed by work, and Relay for Life. I am participating in my first Relay Friday night at the Berger Center in Austin. I have raised over 500 bucks for the event, and cant wait to be a part of the night. I have talked to many people about the Relay and they said it was one of the most influential nights in their lives. So many people I know have been impacted by cancer- my friend Jeff Sample, taken away from us a few years ago. My grandmother Nedra- who was diagonsed with Breast Cancer in her 80's for lords sake. A business associate of mine, Ryan, is undergoing radiation right now. Some of us were lucky- found the cancer and got rid of it ASAP. Others are not. I just want to do what I can to help raise money for more research. So, this is my first entry. Kind of sad.

I associate music with memories.

I associate music with memories. The day my mom drove me to the airport to move to Texas, "Wide Open Spaces" was playing on her stereo. My first "time" - Bell Biv Devoe "Do Me"- sad but true, my first really good kiss " Son of a Preacher Man", The greatest summer of my life is defined by Indigo Girls "Closer to Fine". I could go on for hours. My friends joke and call me a walking iPod- I can pull a song out of my ass for any occasion. I just love music. Music makes me laugh, cry and pensive all in the course of 3 or 4 songs. I remember the song that was playing at my Grandfathers funeral "I'll Be Seeing You." I cry everytime I hear that song. Certain songs harken back to the time of my childhood- for some reason Peter Gabriels "Sledgehammer" reminds me of the fourth grade. Lord, I was weird even back then loving the "alt" songs. A list of my favorites: Aretha Franklin- Do Right Bill Withers - I wanna spend the night Indigo Girls- Closer to Fine Fugees- Killing Me Softly ( I like that version better than Roberta Flack) Micheal Buble- Home George Micheal- Kissing a Fool Barbra Striesand- Sadie Frank Sinatra- The Best is Yet to Come Dean Martin- Sway, Powder your Face with Sunshine Doris Day- Love Somebody Tracy Lawrence- Is that a tear in your eye? Peter Gabriel- In Your Eyes, Dont Give Up Sarah McLaughlin- Ice Cream Pixies- Where is my mind? The La's - There She Goes Billy Joel- Only the Good Die Young Cure- Pictures of You, Lullaby Queen- Somebody to Love My god, there are soo many more

Well there are a few

Well there are a few places- Hotels: Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island The W in New Orleans The Plaza in NYC Hotel San Jose in Austin Stores: Nordstroms in the middle of a shoe sale Williams Sonoma Sephora Your Living Room Random other places: my backyard on a cool spring night with a drink, a smoke and Deano playing on the stereo. The French Outpost on Mackinac Island, BW3's in Mt. Pleasant, MI, Mugshots in Austin, Texas, and most recently a little crush on The Sidebar in Austin.

Kate in the early

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this was the Day of

this was the Day of My Life. Yesterday was a rollercoaster of a day. Cranked at the office, got served with a court date, waited tables at the hotel, and then drank with a friend last night watching the Pistons win the game. Whoopdee doo. Did you know that when you dont really eat lunch or dinner, you can get piss ass drunk on four, yep four beers? Oh yes. Then you go home and get even drunker and call a girlfriend and cry about an ex. Then you go and find the CD with THE pictures on it, and sit in the dark, listen to the Cure and cry. Then you pass out. Yep, today is a new day that better not be like yesterday.

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my horoscope told me to

my horoscope told me to go to the spa or to kiss someone. Yeah. like that is going to happen. I am crankilicious today. I am in billing hell. And my skirt is too short.

Yep, I walked 22 miles

Yep, I walked 22 miles on Friday night. Amazingly, I lost 7lbs in the process, and loved every minute of it. I had the wedding dream again. Yes, the one that I am standing on the Porch of the Grand Hotel and my fiance is late for our weddings. My friends all look at me and say, "you just cant get a man who can tell time can you?" Yes, I am just that crazy.

In the morning, fever all

In the morning, fever all through the meeting. MAN DO I HAVE SOME SPRING FEVER. All creatures of the male variety are looking yummylicious to me today. This is not good. I am supposed to be on a "finding myself", not finding a man phase. Even Manthrax looks good to me today- DANGER WILL ROBINSON. KG Is back, and with a vegence....

periods? who would have thunk

periods? who would have thunk it? I read this article this morning on the South Beach Diet website PCOS is a condition that can never be cured, just treated and managed. The South Beach Diet™ focus on lifestyle changes, such as a healthy diet and regular exercise, can aid many women suffering from PCOS in alleviating some of their symptoms. For instance, according to The National Women's Health Information Center, even a 10 percent weight loss can help to regulate a woman's menstrual cycle. "Though we haven't conducted any formal studies, our experience with several women suffering from PCOS who follow The South Beach Diet™ lifestyle has been a reduction in weight followed by pregnancy," says Dr. Agatston. Following the diet can also help reduce long-term risks associated with PCOS, including cardiovascular disease and diabetes.