I am not going to sit here and tell you this is HOW you should live your life. As you’ll see I literally don’t know how to live the BEST life but here is how I get through. Sometimes there are a few scrapes, bruises and face plants but most importantly lots of LAUGHTER. So if anything I hope these posts can bring a smile to your day.

At the ripe old age of 32, I have finally started to embrace who I am. I am never polished or put together. I am the world's biggest klutz, never wash my hair and always have a stain on my shirt. It took me a long time to own this. In fact, I remember in high school when the yearbook wanted to put me in as “Most Clumsy.” I was mortified and so embarrassed. That is not who I am. Or at least that is what 18-year-old Kelly thought. Turns out 14 years later I am that person. I totally am.

I am the first to say that my life is from tragic. I have no serious illnesses or disabilities. But for some reason I have weird, only me, sometimes unbelievable events happen to me. Through it all, I always try to find that silver lining and laughter. With that, I figure why not share my tragic missteps with the world in hopes that it somehow helps make someone's day a little better. That is why I call my blog Good Bad Luck. Like my Dad always said “If it weren’t for bad luck Kelly. You would have no luck at all.”

So join me through my infertility battles, learning to become a new mom journey, running a nano-brewery in a small town and just plain somehow making it through life day by day.