Hello, Dear Friends. No, you didn’t misread the title. You might still need more coffee, but you’re not that tired. And no, I’m not doing away with Makeup Monday. Not entirely. Over the weekend, I had a psychotic break. Or a personality schism. Or something. I decided that I was running around in blog circles, getting nowhere, and that I needed to rebrand. So, I’m excited to announce the birth of my new baby: www.WifeBegins.com It’s still in that crinkly,… Read more »

Here I am, in my cubicle, shivering with fever chills, wishing I could be home in bed. I am, however, thankful for the heat of this Atkins frozen dinner chicken broccoli Alfredo. Except that when I opened it, it spewed cheese sauce all over my January 2014 desk calendar. This is why I can’t have nice things. I usually move my food to the side of my desk calendar, but every other square inch of my desk is covered with… Read more »

Hello, lovers. I just wanted to take the time to sit down with you all and share a little bit about my life. Grab a cup of your favorite warm beverage, slip on your fuzziest pants, and let’s hang out. You know I don’t talk about work very often. I don’t believe it’s my place to take the workplace outside of the workplace. Nor do I want to do myself a disservice by saying something I really shouldn’t. And I… Read more »

I have no plan for today’s post. Not that this is anything new. How long can you call something a transition period? Because I’m still trying to wrap my head around my new job, traffic (My God, the traffic!), researching my book, writing my book, having a social life, and that pesky little thing called sleep. As much as I enjoy the comfort of my bed, I would totally eliminate sleep if I could. When all humans are made in… Read more »

LONG, WEARY SIGH. I’m sorry for my absence. As you well may know, I started a new job and while it’s lovely, I have been so busy the last week and a half it makes my head spin. I literally had no time to blog, because when I wasn’t working, going to Sonic for drink therapy, or sleeping, I’ve been working on my book as my (self-imposed) November deadline is swiftly approaching. Now I know I need to blog ahead of… Read more »

Just so you know. BECAUSE I AM PSYCHO CRAZY HYPER RIGHT NOW. And it actually does bode well for my work because I am brimming with energy and therefore am able to get a lot done. The bad news is it makes time fly like a fiery demon out of hell and I’m all, “HOW IS IT ALREADY NOON-THIRTY???” Capslock necessary because that is the volume of my mental monologue. Anyway, I am so ADD right now that I’m pretty sure I… Read more »

Guten tag! I am pleased as punch, as it seems there was a unanimous vote to keep Makeup Monday! So yay! That being said, I’d like to mention again that if you have any questions, comments, or suggestions for Makeup Monday, Fashion Friday, or the blog in general, you can reach me at KaitlinWehlmann.contact@gmail.com So YAY! I’m glad you guys voted to keep Makeup Mondays. I am very, very pleased. So pleased, in fact, that I’m hatching a vague master scheme!… Read more »

Hello, lovelies! I hope your weekends were grand. Mine consisted of lots of makeup and makeup shopping, chicken salad, and maniacally running over pedestrians in L.A. Noire. Pretty standard stuff. I want to take a really unprofessional and informal poll: Makeup Monday: Keep it or Loose it? I love Makeup Monday, but they are quite time-consuming, and if not many people care about it, then I miiiiiiight be inclined to axe it. But then I get sad because I really do love it!… Read more »

… I think I lost a day of my life. I have no clue what happened to Wednesday. I’ll get a flash here or there, a vague memory of my Aunt and cousins coming over, having lunch with a friend, piles and piles of mail… but I don’t understand where the day went. The sun rose and set yesterday and before I knew it, I had missed blogging. Whoops. Sorry about that. There’s clearly a learning curve when it comes to… Read more »

Hello darlings. I am dreadfully sorry for my prodigious blogging failures. Of course, I come bearing gifts. Awwwww. I have no excuse other than that I was stuck in this strange timewarp that some might like to call a “transition period.” That is code for sitting in your pajamas, asking your mom to make you lattes and ruing the day you ever decided that unemployment was preferable to working at Chili’s. Delightfully, God’s plan for me was not one of quiet… Read more »