NEW BLOG TIME!!!!

Dear Blog Readers,

THANK YOU SO MUCH! You are amazing and I adore you! (In case you were wondering, adore is my new favorite word).

The reason I haven't written anything on Being Brodnick since July is because...I started a new blog :) Yes, I love it. It's colorful and happy and about feeling good.

Please come and check it out, I think you will ending up loving it as much as I do.

http://feelgoodeachday.tumblr.com/

Love,

McKenzie

HAPPY (belated) FATHER'S DAY!

I was out of the country on Father’s Day this year. However, I am not letting that be an excuse for not acknowledging the most amazing man in my life, my dad.

Dear Dad,

Thank you for your love. Thank you for you unconditional support. Thank you for letting me win at basketball. Thank you for reminding me what’s important in life. Thank you for listening. Thank you for teaching me how to play the dashboard drums. Thank you for taking me to see Kelly Clarkson on TRL. Thank you for getting a kick out of life. Thank you for loving what you do and inspiring me to find that same kind of passion. Thank you for making your children your number one priority. Thank you for working immensely hard so we can have such a beautiful life. Thank you for who you are. I will always be the luckiest daughter in the world. I love you more than anything.

Love,

Me

Good Things To Come

The next two months will be filled with family, celebration, and travel. Not to mention I have something up my sleeve that I'm super excited about.

So, just wait world, good things are to come!

Happy Mother's Day!

Today is a special day! It’ a day when we all get to recognize the most important women in our lives, mothers. And the beautiful thing about mothers is that I’m surround by them. There are so many women in my life who inspire me and make me a better woman.

But the biggest thank you of all goes to my own mother.

Dear Mom,

Your beauty and spirit inspire me. I am so honored to be your daughter and so proud that we have such a strong relationship. It’s all because of you. I am always humbled by your intelligence and Joie de vivre. I love your determination to challenge yourself and explore new places and things. I love the pride you take in our home and family. I love that you’re effortlessly beautiful. I love that you correct my grammar. I love that I feel beautiful and intelligent around you. But most of all, I know how blessed I am to call you my mother. I love you more than anything else in the world.

Love,

Kenzie

P.S. -- This post wouldn't be complete without a little help from my good friend Celine Dion.

So What’s Considered “Stalking”

Have you ever met someone older than you and thought, “Ahhh, I want your life!”

Well, I have. Upon taking my first Improv class I met my wonderful teacher Kate Spencer. She’s a writer for The Fab Life blog, has her own hilarious blog, is a yoga teacher, teaches improv at Upright Citizens Brigade, AND has lived in South Africa.

Oh wait, AND she’s a fan of Twilight. Oh, AND she got to interview Adele and Kelly Clarkson and Robert Pattinson. AND she’s hilarious.

I’m so glad she Twitter’s and blogs because following her around 24/7, yet never being close enough to get caught, would just be so inconvenient for me right now.

Okay, You Convinced Me!

(NOTE: This is officially my 100th post, yay!)

I'm moving to France...and by "moving" I mean taking a vacation.

After more than two years of hoping and waiting and wishing, I have finally booked my plane tickets to Europe! Excited is an understatement. I will be spending 3 weeks traveling to through Italy, France, and Spain. This is the delight of have wonderful friends abroad!

However, do I speak Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope. Do I know how to read Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope again. Do I have multiple flights with minimal layover and a long and complicated way of getting from one airport to another? Yes.

This should be interesting. I'm not leaving till June...bring on the Rosetta Stone! (Or her less expensive cousin: Ross Rock.)

I Heard You The First Time

Every time I go to get my eyebrows waxed the same thing occurs… “Oh, your hair is so thick! You have too much if it! You should have come sooner.”

I have thick hair? What?...Yes, I am aware.

When it looks like you had a face-lift at 7-years-old because you wanted your mother to fit all of your hair into a single hair band... that’s some thick hair.

They also don’t stop scolding! I promise you (without exaggeration) my eyebrowist told me how thick my hair was and how I should come in sooner every 30sec. EVERY 30 SECONDS!

I want to say back to them, “Yes I’m fully aware! I heard you the first 37 times…that’s why I’m here!”

Maybe I should move to France.