Category Archives: KLife

Better Late Than Never: Happy Birthday to Me – Giveback Kickback

cover2So in true Kristi of the K Word fashion, I completely forgot to blog about my birthday on my birthday… or even the week of my birthday…

BUT

I had an amazing 5th 28th birthday while an equally amazing group of ladies and our resident “THE GUY” the weekend before last. Continue reading Better Late Than Never: Happy Birthday to Me – Giveback Kickback

KTravel: The Taste of Spain (Photojournal)

I have been home from Spain a total of 4 days. I am trying to get back into the swing of things but my life has been a little non-stop since hitting the tarmac.

I can’t wait to share my journey with you over the next few posts. The foodie in me has to start with one of the best dining experiences I have ever had abroad or in the states.

I am growing and am no longer petty so I am sharing the restaurant names and locations… for the ones I have.  Continue reading KTravel: The Taste of Spain (Photojournal)

#SupportBlackLezBiz – K Word Creations

So I have totally been slacking on blogging recently and I hope this post partially explains why. A few weeks back I started making homemade, hand stitched journals as a hobby and well… it has blown up. It has been an amazing experience so far. I went from just spotlighting black lesbian owned businesses with #SupportBlackLezBiz to becoming one.

I am not really good about tooting my own horn or “selling things” but since some of my awesome blog readers have found out about my journals, I decided to share.

I make my hand stitched blank journals using coptic stitching. Without going into the history, the perk of bindng it this way allows the book to open completely flat at any page. So they are perfect for sketching / painting as well as writing. As for the covers, I pull the pieces from lots of different sources, so let’s get creative. 1424136580941 Continue reading #SupportBlackLezBiz – K Word Creations

That’s Just My Baby Daddy…. Or Not

Step Three: … I Need Some Sperm

Chiiiiiile… here is the part that keeps me up at night. I always said that if I were having a baby with my partner, I would want to use the sperm from one of her relatives to  give them some kind of genetic tie.

But then I looked at the cost of having a baby “the old fashioned way” vs doctor administered… and no ma’am. And unless my partner was going to be okay with me doing the deed with her favorite uncle or brother (eww), I had to rethink my master plan.

I guess the benefit of being a tarnished copper star lesbian is that hetero-sex is like riding a bike. I better find a Schwinn and pedal.1 Continue reading That’s Just My Baby Daddy…. Or Not

Operation Baby MSK is back on

2015 is so close I can count the days… so I have to get my mind together for Operation Baby MSK1.

gator_maternityshirtI must admit that with the all the in-your-face attacks on young black men, I have been rethinking whether I want to have a little person right now. But I said to myself if I wait for the world to treat black people equally, I will never have a baby.

 

So Operation Baby MSK is back on deck.
Continue reading Operation Baby MSK is back on

Lesbians of Color Dinner Party: Southern Hospitality Theme

What a year! It has been a wonderful year of the Lesbian of Color Dinner Party series. Thinking of starting your own group? Just want to play a party for yourself, check out July’s Southern Hospitality theme.  What could be more fun that a cup (or two) of Kentucky Bourbon, fresh watermelon and a house of lovely lesbians? Continue reading Lesbians of Color Dinner Party: Southern Hospitality Theme

Then Comes Baby in a Baby Carriage…

Hello lovebugs.

It has been a very long time since I have blogged consistently. I would go into the long and short of my hiatus but I won’t. Suffice to say it was an experience and hopefully all involved will be better for it.

So cute... grabbed from Pinterest.
So cute… grabbed from Pinterest.

Okay so as many of my friends and family know, I want to have a little KK.  The realization alone has been a scary one since for many years I said it would be me and Champagne (my puppy, not the libation) together forever. I said it so much I believed it… and then I didn’t. I guess it started when my grand nephews were born. They were beautiful and small and I was old enough to appreciate it. I wanted to protect them, educate them and foster their growth. And then I turned 30… and then 31… and… yeah older than 31. Continue reading Then Comes Baby in a Baby Carriage…