Making New Friends

When I was in Girl Scouts, my mom was the leader and she taught us the following song:

Make new friends 
But keep the old
One is silver
and the other's gold.


A circle is round
It has no end
That's how long
I'm gonna be your friend.

That's all fine and dandy, but what about making those new, silver friends? While I mentioned in my last post that it's difficult to meet guys, it's just as difficult to make new friends as a young adult. Since moving back from Virginia, I've become friends with my roomie, my co-worker, a photographer at a club I frequent, a girl I met at karaoke, and a girl I met through a friend from VA.

My friend Caitlin (who I met at karaoke) just attended a local networking event. I haven't heard her full report on it, but I'm wondering if this may be a fun way to meet new people. 

While I do enjoy blogging, sitting home alone on a Friday night is not my idea of a fun time. Perhaps this is another things that I will work on this upcoming year. Goal? Maybe make 5 new friends? We'll see.

Your friend,

~K

A Dating Drought

It seems like most girls begin dating in highschool. I didn't. I didn't think I was allowed to, but it was a moot point since I wasn't asked out. To be fair to all the awkward homeschool and youth group boys of my acquaintance, I was quite an ugly duckling. I had acne, braces then a retainer then braces again, I had no idea how to do my hair, and my fashion sense was a bit off.

College brought more dating opportunities, but I still didn't go out that much. Since moving back to Washington, I've gone out with a few guys here and there, but nothing of substance.

At the age of 25, I have had one boyfriend. Will there be a second? Hopefully.

So right now I'm in a drought...and a funk. Oh, guys will hit on me when I go dancing with my friends and I did have dinner with an adorable firefighter. But I am still single.

In the past, I have taken what I could get. That doesn't really work anymore. I don't want to be a doormat. What do I want? Nothing exceptional; I simply want to be adored. It is my belief that a lot of insecurities that arise in young women regarding their relationships are caused by the fact that they are not given any reason to feel secure.

I live in a land known for its lack of connection. We have what is known as The Seattle Freeze. It's just difficult to meet new people!

Any tips for my dating journey?

Single in Seattle,

~K

In the Past

Last night I went out dancing, and started chatting with one of my guy friends who had come out. He brought up a recent Facebook status that I'd put up for Veteran's Day. It said that I'm "so thankful to the veterans. During WWII, you saved my grandfather, and thus I am alive. Thank you!"

My friend informed me that he had deleted that from his minifeed since it wasn't relevant. "It's in the past!" he exclaimed. "Regardless of what happened in World War II, you would still be alive in some form."

Seriously? Are you kidding me?? My grandfather was a Holocaust survivor who had everyone in his family except his brother die at the hands of a popular madman and his sick ideals. History by its definition is in the past. That's a given. But to say that it isn't relevant and that it doesn't matter since I'd be here anyway? Not acceptable.

There is no guarantee that I would be here in some other form. The fact is that I am alive because America decided to step up and sent their soldiers to stop a hideous war and free prisoners being kept in horrible death camps. Considering the millions of lives lost, I refuse to take my own for granted.

If my life now is relevant, then the circumstances that allowed me to exist are relevant and always will be.

~K

October wrap-up

As I have been remiss in my blogging duties, I felt compelled to fill my readers in on the recent goings-on of your favorite Kiki.

October is one of my favorite months. The leaves change their colors, pumpkin pie abounds, and I get presents just for existing! How cool is that?

Mid-October saw a very excited Kiki and roomie flying away to Sin City.

Vegas welcomed us with open arms in return for open wallets. We were both disappointed. My roomie and I don't gamble, so the real draw of the casinos were the shops, restaurants, and in a couple, dance clubs. We stayed at the magnificent MGM Grand, chosen specifically for its pools. Unfortunately, we never got a chance to swim in those coveted pools.

We really ought to have researched a bit better, as the food options were not that great. Next time, we should definitely go outside our hotel for all of our meals!

The first night we showed off our moves at Studio 54 located within the MGM. It was certainly disappointing after all of the hype about Vegas clubs. Frankly, I think I would have preferred the club I frequented in central Virginia. The music was okay, but there weren't really any cute guys. Definitely not worth the $20 cover and $20 drinks.

The second night, at my cousin's suggestion (as a Vegas resident, I respected his opinion), we went to Vanity at the Hard Rock. This time around, a promoter met us as soon as we entered the Hard Rock and gave us wrist bands for free admission. Score! However, being snubbed by the manager (even if he was hot), and waiting in line forever was not all that great. We entered, hoping that things would get better. They got worse. The club was very pretty, and there was plenty of seating. But it seems that the designers forgot to put in a dance floor, so people were stuck dancing between two bar areas. Oh, and we still had $20 drinks.

So to Vegas I say BOO! I believe in second chances, but my forgiveness will take time. See you in another year or so.

As I mentioned earlier, October is when people give me gifts just for being alive. That's right, it's birthday month! I am now a quarter century old, and I feel every day of it. It seems like moments turn into days, and days turn into decades. Everything has gone by so quickly, but I have felt it all. Sigh.

Happy Halloween everyone and let's get ready for November!

~K

A Sunday at Starbucks

Well, the silence is broken. I do apologize, once again, to my readers who were hungrily awaiting the next installment from their favorite Seattleite.

Unfortunately, my roommate and I do not currently have internet at our new place, so blog updates may be sporadic for a while. Please do your best not to weep, as I am sure it will be less than becoming to have mascara streaming down your cheeks.

Yours truly is currently sick with a cold, which is most inconvenient as my trip to Vegas is coming up. I need to be healthy and beautiful for this trip, and at the moment I have frizzy hair and my nose rivals Rudolph's. Sigh. It will be all right. I have a little bit longer to make myself well, and I have a jar of matzo ball soup in the fridge to aid my plight.

Yes, as mentioned, we are moved into the new place. It is a condo townhome, and I absolutely love it! So much soft carpeting that my feet are in absolute paradise, and it feels like a real grown-up living situation. My room, however, still feels like that of a 9-year-old girl. I have my twin size Ikea bed in the corner, two clashing dressers (one white plastic Ikea dresser, and one beige wooden one), a stack of Rubbermaid containers for little items, and quite a few garbage bags littering my floor full of books and random articles whose place I still cannot find. What I need is an interior designer and endless money. I have neither, so my room may stay this way for a while.

All in all, life is good and I have just finished a delicious raspberry hot chocolate. Once I leave, I plan to spend the rest of the day in bed watching movies I have already seen half a dozen times and trying to force my body into recovery.

Wish me luck!

~K

Style of the Sirens: Katharine Hepburn

Yes, yes, we all know how beautiful, classic, and fresh-faced the other Hepburn girl was. However, it ought to be noted that Katharine Hepburn was more than just a pretty face. She always seemed pulled together with her wits about her.

Whether rolling down the river in a wide-brimmed hat with Humphrey Bogart, or sporting chic cigarette pants while beaus Cary Grant and Jimmy Stewart fought over her, Katharine Hepburn always brought class and sophistication to her roles.

Enjoy this youtube tribute from delanoca.



XOXO!

~K

Playing House

While I don't want to jinx it, my roommate and I may just be getting into a DREAM condo. Sigh. It is in an extremely convenient location, it's 2 bed 2 1/2 bath, and is absolutely amazing. Already I have visions of how I'm going to furnish "my" living room. Yes, there are two living areas, so we will each get to figure out our own.

I'm thinking that I will want to save up a bit and maybe get a synthetic leather sofa or microfiber couch. I already have a coffee table, but it will be so lonely without a couch...poor thing.

It's just wonderful thinking that I may be moving into such a grown-up place! Sigh.

Happy Friday!

~K