With a name like Kelly, people are always asking me if I’m Irish. I’m sure I have a little Irish in me, but I can assure you Bylsma is not an Irish name. And my mom’s side is mostly German. … Continue reading
With a name like Kelly, people are always asking me if I’m Irish. I’m sure I have a little Irish in me, but I can assure you Bylsma is not an Irish name. And my mom’s side is mostly German. … Continue reading
I am absolutely the luckiest girl in the world. I thought maybe I’d be upset about turning 29. The last year of my twenties. Brad and I have been insanely busy with work and we weren’t sure we’d really be … Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago, I headed over to CVS, took a passport photo, and mailed my old passport in. I was officially becoming Kelly Mathews. Ok, I am already officially Kelly Mathews. But now, almost two years after getting … Continue reading
Last night, I got out of work early (10:45pm is early) and was determined to make my crazy hard-working husband dinner for when he got home. I texted my mom at a more reasonable hour earlier in the day, asking … Continue reading
I was talking with my great friend Sarah about a week ago and I told her how I thought 2013 was going to be a great year. “I don’t know about that,” she said. “I think 2013 is going to … Continue reading
Brad and I have lived in Santa Monica just about three years. It seems every year is getting a little easier than the last. We know our way around a little better. We know a few more people. We have … Continue reading