The Bella Life

I just wanted to throw up two more things!

1.) This is my absolute favorite Live Your Life aka Brittany Barnes Post ………………. Dear Granty Poo Poo Poo!

2.) I spent the whole post talking about her style and did not post any pictures! Ugh… here is some highlights.

Hey folks! First and foremost, we would like to apologize for not posting any of our ridiculously entertaining and high quality videos lately (lest we forget how cool Cami’s pirate costume on the beach was). However, our little flip-clip of a video camera is slowly becoming “the little engine who could”… but unfortunately he just can’t. That was a stretch. Let’s just say he went kaput.

Where am I going with this? Well we are currently in the process of upgrading some of our materials. In the mean time we are coming up with some awesome ideas for our future video content. I mean awesome. I am very excited.

…BUT (yes there’s a but) we need your help. Do you have an inspiring story from your own personal life? We want to hear from you. We really really do. We also have a few people in mind, so we may reach out and invite you ourselves. This may or may not include a video interview. However, if you feel uncomfortable then we can highlight your story in words.

This is your invitation to INSPIRE US! Please email us at thebellalife@gmail.com

XOXO the girls.

Cambam and I began to feel a bit of “Fall Fever” today. It started off with slight chills, the aches, and an urge to google fall crafts!! Naturally, we began brewing up some ideas for the upcoming holidays and boy are we thrilled. In fact, we are so excited that we started some crafts right away. We soon found ourselves at JoAnn’s rumaging through all of the fabric… and now we have some more projects we are undertaking. We had a full cart of fabric lined up (literally, we lined it up on an isle floor so that we could downsize) and then some. That’s okay though, the lady cutting it for us didn’t mind. We spent so much time cutting fabric together that she began opening up about her onset signs of hoarding. She even said “hey, working isn’t too bad when you are in good company.” Wink face.

As you can see, Cami is definitely suffering BIG time… darn that Fall Fever. Get well soon cam! I really hope she’ll pull through (please excuse my lame humor in this post.. I know it’s terrible). As for me? Well you can see it’s getting pretty bad too…

(I keighley-fied this picture. I had to cover up the hideous face I am making and to be honest I think I made it worse.  It takes a steady hand, some time and talent to do this and I was lacking. I underestimated your abilities Ky Ky!)

We’ll debut our crafts soon. I’ve gotta map out my execution first.

-Kiersten

Onion and I were driving through the Sonic parking lot early today and happened to pull up to the window. Anyways, we started talking to one of the employees about, oh, this and that… when I noticed her name in bold lettering on her badge- Zina. Just from hearing her talk it was obvious she was not born or raised here in the United States and with a name like Zina it was clear to me that ICE should be called. LOL @ moi-self! I kid. I kid.

{Come on guys… just because I’m from Arizona doesn’t mean I’m anti-immigration! (I thought the ICE comment was funny)}

Going on. As Zina went to retrieve some drinks for us I begged Onion to ask where she was from. When she returned to the window she informed us she was actually born and raised in Moldova for the majority of her life; to which Onion responded, ” so what country is that in???”  Zina kind of blanked out for a second {probably thinking about how STUPID some Americans are} and then responded with a smile, “Moldova is a country! Near Romania…. Ukraine….. Small country… Europe….err.” I got a good laugh at Onions awkwardness and patted his shoulder with a ‘yes you did just ask what country Moldova was in’ type gesture. I may not be an expert on Moldova exactly, but I LOVE when I can rub things like that in Michael’s face. I think of it as payback for being better looking than me. muahaha.

So for those who haven’t heard of MOLDOVA here are a few FUN FACTS!

The name of Moldova is derived from the name of the Moldova River; the valley of this river was a political center when the Principality of Moldavia was founded in 1359.

Is a landlocked country in Eastern Europe, located between Romania to the west and Ukraine to the north, east and south

About a quarter of the population lives on less than US $2 a day

The national language of the Republic of Moldova is Moldovan, and its writing is based on the Latin alphabet

The most important fact however is:

ZINA said she was adopted 7 years ago from Moldova and NEVER EVER wants to go back. She loves Arizona and does not like Moldova. (her words not mine)

I don’t think I will be visiting ‘M’ anytime soon

My grandma found this hidden treasure among her things and then brought it in to the office today. We all got a good laugh. I definitely had more you-know-what back then… Those puppies are definitely real…

Okay so they aren’t real (if you actually believed me then you might want to get your sanity checked out). If this isn’t funny then SHOOT I don’t know what is.

Disclaimer: This is somewhat deep

The other day Keighley and I were talking about something that has been on my mind a lot lately. She had been given a note from somebody who thanked her for a kind act that she boldly took for this particular person. Keighley stood up against this person’s bully. We then found ourselves discussing our past experiences and trying to figure out when we were playing the bully. Talk about self torture… we were feeling terrible!! We made an oath to reach out to those people to say sorry.

Yesterday while I was walking through central park (I am in New York right now) I noticed a man kneeling next to a tree. He was praying out loud and I could see in his face the pain and emotional stress he was experiencing. I noticed that others were stopping in their tracks and staring, including me, but that those within sight of this man were humbled by his bold act. I would typically find it odd, but it instantly made me want to be better and it reminded me of that conversation with Keighley. How I want to be brave enough to take bold acts such as sending a note of apology to a person who probably hates my guts.

After searching for some time on the internet, I was able to connect with a person that I know I have hurt without intending to. I was just a scared, oblivious, and yes a bratty junior high school girl when the incident happened. I sent them a note of apology in hopes that they will accept and we can move on. Hoping that I can repair any damage that I have done.

 Is there someone you need to reach out to? Say you’re sorry or tell them thank you? Better late than not at all. In fact, I feel a little better already.

XO Kierst.

If you are in the area PLEASE stop by! I will be there later this afternoon… so feel free to stalk me.

xoxo keighley xoxo

Day one of this trip has been very enjoyable.  So far we have…

Stuffed our faces with carbs

{because that’s what you do when you’re on vacation}

Battled evil sea monsters

Drawn sweet nothings in the sand

Sipped on Sweet Nectar {Diet Coke}

Lounged in beach chairs

Read, read and read

 {Yes, I’m working on the beach}

Dipped our feet in the warm sand

The End