• New Listing! 1629 Belmar Drive

    Adorable bungalow in Camp Taylor! 2 bedrooms, 2 full baths, as well as a bright and airy den, PLUS additional living space above the garage, which includes two large rooms, an additional half bath, and a large closet.

    With easy access to the Highlands, the Watterson, and St. X high school, this one won't last long! Offered at $141,500.

    Brought to you by Joyce Duncan, Semonin Realtors.

    Find more info here.

  • New Listing! 5100 Windy Willow Drive

    Sweet 3 bedroom, one-and-a-half bath home off of Ballardsville Road! Readily acessible to 64, 71, and the Gene Snyder, and incredibly close to Costco, The Paddock Shops, and Springhurst shopping. Roof, flooring, mechanicals, and appliances all less than 5 years old!

    Brought to you by Joyce Duncan, Semonin Realtors.

    Find more info here.

  • Where Did You Come From?

    Two months.  Two months!? 

    Friends, readers, I must apologize again for disappearing on you.  This year has been nothing short of trying...  While there have been great nights out, and quick weekend trips, wedding celebrations, and a laundry list of improvements made at the house, I've continued to struggle with a few things following Daddy's death.  It's hard to believe that the bigger part of a year has passed since I heard his voice or watched him sing like a maniac over the sound of the tractor.  Eight months...  So much has happened.  You deserve an update;

    ** TILE!!! Sweet Jesus, The Tile! **

    June, 2015...  That's when I first mentioned the backsplash, and it has come up countless times over the last year.  Finally- FINALLY- it is complete.  In the end, a traditional marble subway tile won out, and I have to say, its not a regretted decision AT ALL.  Our kitchen now looks so complete, and so polished.  New lighting has gone in (see below), and soon, funky new dining chairs will find their way in.  Soon, a reveal of the entire space- and of the fireplace- will happen, post-facelift. 

    ** New Lighting, China Cabinet **

    When my mom moved in in February we quickly discovered that our home was just too small to be completely comfortable for two people and a dog.  While we are incredibly lucky to own a home whose bedrooms are both "master suites," complete with ensuite baths and ample closet space, we are now limited on not only a guest area, but also on living space.  Unless one of us wants to hide in our bedrooms while the other has company, we really need more living area.  That idea sparked a quick finality of living room furniture decisions, and the official plan for finishing the basement and extending into outdoor living space began.  

    Our new living room furniture will be a teeny bit more contemporary and funkified than it is in present condition, and- coupled with the addition of a HUGE gold urchin chandelier in the stairwell- the need for cooler lighting in the dining room and kitchen arose.  Enter Crystorama's Luna lighting collection:

    This big guy (at a whopping 23" diameter) is now happily hanging in our dining room, while is slightly smaller twin (16") is perched over the breakfast table in the kitchen.  Both are an incredible compliment to the "giant stabby-" as Bryan calls it- hanging in the stairwell.  Each now look now as if they belong in the same house.

    Joining the dining room light is now a large wood and glass china cabinet, showing off my favorite dishes and serving pieces.  Not to worry, though- the old, mirrored cabinet and both lights were rehomed with some fabulous local ladies!

    ** Helooooooo, Mac **

    After so many years operating on an iPhone and iPad alone, I finally bit the bullet and purchased a happy, huge, Mac desktop for my office.  I've never been so in love with a computer.  While he and I are still learning a few things about each other, we seem to be getting along rather well.  My desk is now just that- a happy, cozy, smelly-good corner of my world at which I can sit and peck out the day's work.  I've found that my working schedule has been much, much more productive since I'm forced to sit in this spot, rather than flit around the house.  That being said...

    ** You Betta Work **

    I have to toot my own horn a bit.  As difficult as this year has been, I have somehow still managed to stick to my lofty goal career-wise this year, and it seems that not only will I meet that goal, but I'll be soaring past it... by almost a 25% margin! I know that doesn't mean amount to a hill of beans to most of you, but for me- someone who has never been overly motivated, dollar-wise- I'm incredibly proud.  Reviews of my services as a Realtor have remained high, and each week, it seems as if potential clients are coming out of the woodwork.  I've birthed a sticktoitiveness that I didn't think I was capable of, and all of a sudden, I find myself wanting MORE.  Not more money, per se, but I want to help others in my office to grow, to offer an ear, business advice, to wake up in the morning and feel not only good about myself, but about what I'm doing each and every day.  Its an incredible thing.

     ** Oh yeah, and my hair is really long, now... **

    Friends, my sorries again for disappearing so often this year.  I owe you all more than a huge thanks for still reading (Are you still reading?) and for sticking with me.  I'm fighting my way back. If i'm not here next week, send out the search hounds.

  • About Face: My Return to Clinique

    Several months ago, I mentioned how I had accidentally run into a jar of Clinique's Moisture Surge gel  (read about it here), and how I was planning on giving that long-lost relationship another go.  A couple large sized jars of that celebrated moisturizer, and I was hooked again.  As it usually does, that usage and love has made me give the rest of Clinique's skin care and cosmetics another chance.

    The purchase of my second jar of Moisture Surge made me believe that maybe I should give the wash another go, then I wondered what their foundation felt like, and their mascara.... It snowballed.

    Rinse-Off Foaming Cleanser

    The Rinse-Off Foaming Cleanser is my everyday facewash.  I use it as soon as I wake up, as well as at night to wash off my makeup. It is gentle, and my face feels pretty clean afterwards, but not too dry or too tight.

    Acne Solutions Cleansing Foam

    Because I do still occasionaly fight acne (I hate that word.  Can I say that I occasionally fight pimples, or does that make me sound like a teenager?), my facialist suggested that I use a "more agressive" cleanser a few times a week.  So, now, three mornings a week, I use the Acne Solutions Cleansing Foam with my Clairsonic.   Whether its the more agressive cleaning, or the combination of all of these products, I'm not sure, but I haven't had a breakout in several weeks.

    Clarifying Lotion

    Clinique's Clarifying Lotions are each designed to be used with a particular skin type.  Personally, my skin is very normal, save for a teeny bit of oiliness around my nostrils and on my chin.  Lotion #3 is the one for me, and balances the amount of oil on my face, while getting rid of any dead skin cells and excess dirt.  I will say that even when I use my clairsonic and think my skin is SUPER clean, a swipe of this stuff on a cotton ball reveals all of the junk that my cleanser didn't remove.  I use it after cleansing, morning and night.

    Acne + Line Correcting Serum

    The Acne Solutions Acne + Line Correcting Serum promises to treat acne as well as hydrate to reduce the appearance of fine lines.  I'll be honest- I do get a little Botox, so I'm not sure that it's the serum that helps keep me wrinkle-free or not, but I will say that there is a visible smoothness immediately after application.  I use it morning and night, after the clarifying lotion.

    Moisture Surge Extended Thirst Relief

    Oh, my gosh, where do I start? The Moisture Surge gel is an incredible moisturizer.  It goes on a little thick, so it needs a few minutes to absorb, and if applied in excess, can "pill" off of your face...  However, when used correctly, it keeps you hydtrated ALL DAY, and you'll see a visible reduction in dry, flaky spots, even in winter or after sunburn. I use it morning and night, after my serum.

    All About Eyes De-Puffing Serum

    The All About Eyes Serum comes in this nifty roller-ball packaging.  Light and easily absorbing, the metal roller-ball stays cool, so each application feels like a refreshing little massage.  I like to use this formula in the morning before makeup, because it absorbs quickly, without drying, so that my concealer goes on super smooth.

    All About Eyes

    The original All About Eyes is a lotion-like formula that's thicker and (to me, at least) preferable on days when I'm not wearing makeup, or at night before bed.  Like the Moisture Surge, it does take a while to absorb, so I try to only use it if there isn't going to be makeup applied.

    Chubby in the Nude Foundation Stick

    I HATE the name of this foundation...  But Holy Crap.  I don't know that I've ever used anything better.  The Chubby in the Nude Foundation Stick goes on super sheer, but can be layered where needed for more coverage.  I like to blend it in with a Beauty Blender, and I'm not kidding- when its on and even, you cannot tell you're wearing makeup. I don't know how I've ever lived without it, and have no idea what I'll do if it ever goes away.  'Normous Neutral is my shade.

    Chubby Stick Cheek Color Balm

    Again with the Chubby...  The Chubby Stick Cheek Color Balm is a lot like its foundation counterpart, going on a little sheer, but easily layered for a more striking look.  I love Plumped Up Peony, personally.  Never using a cream blush, I didn't know what to expect, but on the apples on my cheeks, blended with the Beauty Blender, it leaves a hint of color that looks natural.  

    Line Smoothing Concealer

    "Line Smoothing."  I hate that I'm at the age that I have to worry about such things....  Still, the Line Smoothing Concealer comes with a traditional concealer wand applicator.  I use shade Medium, and I feel as if the formula has the tiniest hint of irredescence, helping to reflect light away from under eye circles (my biggest personal skin complaint, and something I've battled with my entire life). Again, blended with a Beauty Blender, it smooths very easily, and there isn't a hint of clash where it meets your foundation.  Light, yes, but needs to be set with a powder to keep from looking a little too shiny.  

    There you have it friends- my loyalty has changed, but this time, it feels like I've gone home again.

  • Locals We Love

    Introducing Locals We Love!

    What better way to answer your questions of "Who does your eyebrows?" "Where can I find the gym's website?" or "Any favorite local resturants?" than to develop a page dedicated to directing you to a few of our favorite local shops/services/eateries.  

    Find the page by clicking HERE, or by visiting the Locals We Love button in the menu.  Keep an eye out for more business to be added!

  • August Goals


    August is the time, here in Kentucky, when the weather is the most sticky.  It's hot and damp every day, and just stepping outside makes one feel as if they need a shower....  Sometimes, it makes one feel as if they have just stepped out of the shower.  Humidity is not my friend. 

    I remember my Freshman year at WKU.  I was so anxious to start college.  I had spent way too much money on a wardrobe from Express that I thought was cute.  On my first day of college courses, I hiked my happy butt from the "Valley" up the hill to Cherry Hall at 9:05am.  There is a reason that Western Kentucky University is known as the Hilltoppers.  By the time I'd reached the halfway point at Schneider Hall (later, my home, and a place that is still affectionately held as the greatest dorm ever by those who lived there from 2001-2003), I was dripping- DRIPPING- in sweat.  My 40-year-old soccer-mom hairdo was plastered to my head.  My black, single strap wedges were rubbing blisters, and my Express first-day-of-class ensemble was regretted.  I was so excited to look put together. Black, not-remotely-breathable shorts, a black tank with the built-in shelf bra (you girls know the ones I'm talking about), and a long-sleeve hot pink wrap sweater...  What was I thinking!?

    August is still hot.  It still harkens memories of the bad choices I made at the beginning of each school year, and for that reason, it always kicks my self-doubt into full swing.

    Man, this is shaping up to be a cheerful post.

    I digress. 

    August, like so many of it's monthly cousins, is also a new beginning, a reason to set new goals, and to round out Summer with a bang.

    Condo Buyer

    My gal looking for her perfect Bachlorette Pad (see: June) has a travel scheulde more hectic than mine.  Add in my own vacation days, as well as a Seller living between two cities, and we're looking at a teeny, tiny closing window.  Luckily, that window opens this week.  My girl will be moving her furniture come the 10th!


    I am a horrible person to live with- I know this.  I work best when on a regimented schedule, which is funny, I know, for someone whose career is completely centered around the wants, needs, and schedules of others.  I've been searching lately for a way to bring part of my life back into balance, and I've decided that the best thing I can do is start meal-prepping for myself again.  While I haven't powerlifted in a long time, and my once wonderful 6-pack has been on vacation since 2011, I do hope that nourishing myself on a more steady and well-thought basis will help me to feel a little more in control.  It may help me shed a few pounds (a happy side-effect) as well.  I am a little nervous about the thought of trying to bring balance to my own diet when the consistent cooking for the two other people in this house who have diets that don't remotely resemble my own.  I'm sure, though, that I'll figure something out.  You can bank that one of my lunches will include a copy of the canteloupe crudo I had at Rye the other night.  Holy wow.

    Dream House Couple

    I have a set of clients that I have worked with now for almost a year.  This couple is ready to find their forever home, and have tastes and personalities that rival almost anyone else I know.  They have remained incredibly fun to work with, but I know that they may be getting discouraged that the house they have in mind may not be out there.  A few have come really close, but none seem to be just right.  With a large budget as well as the idea that this will be the last home they ever buy, it's up to me to make sure we get this right.  

    Saint Matthews Listing

    I have a gorgeous second floor condo listed in Saint Matthews (conveinently, a couple doors down from me!).  We've had quite a few showings, and the feedback has all been positive- It shows well, the porch is amazing, etc.- the only negatives we've heard is that it's not on the first floor, and that it's not located in the happening Highlands neighborhood.  Neither of these are points we can change, and both my client and I are remaining positive.  I'm hoping that August brings us a Buyer.  

    Friends, this is the last of summer.  I hope you've enjoyed it.  I hope you've made a trip to the beach, stuck your toes in the sand. I hope you've knocked out that project you've been working on, and that back to school shopping for the kids went as smoothly as possible.  August.  Let's get through it.  

  • June, July

    I've never really been one to suffer from anxiety. Neuroses, yes, but I can't remember a time in my life that I was overly nervous, overwhelmed.  The last 6 months, however, have found me shifting. I'll find at times that when I finally have a beak to sit down, or lay on the couch with a book, it feels as if I can feel my pulse in my entire body. If I look closely, I can see my heart beating in my chest, and hear the blood whoosh through my veins. I keep brushing it off to the fact that this year has been so incredibly stressful, and I'm almost sure that I'm right. 

    I tend to retreat into myself when I stress. I become quieter, more regimented in a schedule. I can flip a switch and turn on for a client, for a workout, for dinner out with girlfriends, but for the most part, I'm numb, silent. I can only assume that this silence transfers over to a silence of writing as well... Hence my absence, and for that, readers, I apologize. 

    I am here, I assure you.  I have more email piled up from you than I've ever had in the past, and I know I have so much catching up to do. While I know I can't force myself out of this quiet state, I do promise to reach out to you once a week, minimum, until I find my way back to normal.  


    The east-end condo went on the market June 15th, and by the end of the day, we were looking at multiple offers. The strongest buyer offered several thousand over asking price in cash, and despite my seller living in California, and me sunning poolside in Phoenix, we managed to get everything signed and closed last week.  

    Phoenix was a far more laid-back city than I had assumed (Scottsdale and its designer labels included), and the incredible weather had me motivated to do nothing more than read poolside- which is exactly what I did for 5 days. I did manage to get in a few local restaurants and catch up with an old friend who lives in the area, but a trip to the Grand Canyon couldn't be fit in due to the man's work schedule. He has, however, been invited back this winter. I assume I'll be better at road trip planning the second time around. 

    The buyer I had searching for a condo found a place while I was in Phoenix, and we went under contract almost as soon as I got home. She's currently 30th-birthday vacationing, but we should be closing when she returns.  

    The damn tile is finally finished. I can't even begin to explain how freaking amazing my fireplace looks covered in a small marble subway tile, or how the kitchen finally looks complete. A new light fixture and new breakfast chairs are soon to be in the kitchen, and as soon as they arrive, a kitchen reveal is on its way to you.


    I almost stumbled blindly into this month.  My only goals included catching up on some reading, working with one of my buyers on finding a house this side of the Ohio River, and hopefully getting my St. Matthews condo under contract.  So far, I've knocked out 4 books on my to-read list (including Jeffrey Eugenide's Middlesex), and may have pinpointed a buyer's dream home.  I'm awaiting the remainder of the month. 

    ** Middlesex **

    I did head to Chicago for a few days, and just pulled back into town last night, bringing with me a set of David Yurman earrings I've been stalking for ages (they look like fireworks, which remind me of my birthday), as well as a couple of frozen Giordano's pizzas.  

    ** Starburst Collection **

    Friends, I promise to stay closer to you.  I know that it's difficult to get excited to read something that is often updated so sporadically. I don't want to continue using Daddy's death and the ramifications therof as an excuse to slack, but it's hard.  It is so hard to continue to get through each week, and aside from the 30-second bursts of energy and optimism it takes to post a photo on Instagram, I haven't felt remotely social in a long time.  I am trying. I know you understand, and I'm grateful for that. 

    See you next week.

  • Job Hazards

    I always try to keep any job harrumph-ings away from social media.  Complaints only make the complainer into one of those annoying folks who start every week with a funny cartoon depicting how much they hate Mondays, and a constant celebration of victories almost seem to push one into salesman mode- "Look how good I am! Buy a house from me!"  I never want to be either of those things, so save for stating goals each month, or posting new listings, I try to keep business and personal life very separate.  That being said, I've recently discovered a job hazard that I just cannot keep quiet about.

    My career isn't built to be that of sales.  I know folks who compare those in the world of read estate to used car salesmen, peddling their wares to make a profit.  I've always argued that it isn't my job to sell anyone a house, rather it's to guide my clients through the purchase or release of one of the biggest investments of their life.  My daily duties include reassuring my Buyers that their purchases are the right choice, calming my Sellers when an open house doesn't gather as much attention as it should.  Those in my career are incredibly fortunate that some days, our agenda includes "celebratory lunch with Jackie," or "Kevin and Anna's Housewarming party."  

    Throughout the course of my day-to-day, the biggest responsibility I have is to build a relationship with those I represent.  It's not what I would call a difficult task, but it is one that requires effort, sincerity, and an emotional connection to my clients.  These people are- after all- instilling a huge amount of trust in me to guide them through this experience.  There's a large amount of dependency on their Realtor, and there are almost always panicked, late night phone calls that perhaps, changing the countertop wasn't a good idea.  There are complications with moving- perhaps the movers just can't show up, and my clients have to hit the road without the majority of their possessions, leaving me in charge of making sure no furniture is left behind, that the roof doesn't leak during Kentucky spring storms.  The dependency, the trust, the emotional connection leads to- more often than not- a friendship.  

    This is where things get difficult.  

    I spend countless hours with my clients.  Buyers? It could take looking at 50 homes before they find "the one." Afterwards, there are celebratory housewarming parties, invitations to their weddings, a lifetime of companionship.  But the Sellers...

    There are still countless hours. Staging and photographing a home could take 8 hours or more (I spent 7 on a 1,200 square foot condo last week), and then there is painstaking communication to ensure that every scheduled showing arrives to a clean, bright house, that open houses are well-outfitted with cupcakes and bottled water, wine and cheese.  The house is the spectacle here, and that means that the Sellers are, by proxy, also under the microscope. I hold hands, reassure them when the one piece of negative feedback affects their whole day.  I take my job very seriously- make the house as great as it can be so that the Sellers sell in the shortest amount of time possible.  

    Then, when I succeed, we get a great offer and move forward.  We talk almost every day about when the inspections are scheduled, coordinate any repairs, make sure that the appraisal happens when it should.  I help them track down moving boxes, find the best folks to haul all of their furniture all of the way across the country.  I sometimes see or talk to my clients every day, and they become a huge part of my life.  

    One day, I wake up and realize that it's moving day.  I panic.  I wake up Bryan (because, at this point, he, too, may have a friendship with these folks), and we hit the bakery to find a massive assortment of donuts to fuel my clients for their cross-country road trip to their new home.  I sometimes realize that after walking out their door, it could be months- years- before I see them again.  

    Each time a client moves away from our area, I lose a little part of my heart.  Sometimes, it's harder than others, and sometimes, I feel as if I did my job too well- perhaps I should have tried to keep them around longer, leave the house on the market an extra 6 weeks.  Sometimes, I drop off their road-trip Danish, step outside and cry and cry... Sometimes it feels as if I'm losing my best friends.  Sometimes, I am.  While I couldn't be any more thankful for having a career I so desperately love, there are times I wish I loved my clients a little less.  However, emotions don't work like that.  We like who we like, and fall in love with our friendships over the course of these transactions.  It's a job hazard- one that can't be helped. 

    So, California is waiting for my latest cross-country clients.  I've never been to LA, and find myself wanting to plan a trip very soon.  Maybe I'll get to tag along while they house hunt, West Coast style.  Maybe they'll have a guest room.

    I'll you soon, V & J.  It's been an honor to have represented you.  Thanks for the friendship.

  • June Goals

    I'm so disappointed in myself. Each month, I feel like I start off with a bang, then, somewhere around the 20th, it's as if I lose steam... Mostly with the blog, but in other areas as well. I'm not saying that I didn't accomplish anything last month- quite the contrary, actually.  I managed to list Shepherdsville, get an accepted offer, pre-list my East End condo (which will hit the market around the 10th), and make some pretty decent headway on my website copy.  I can't say that I dove in to buy a new bag, but I think I'm pretty well decided on that little Chanel number. May was BUSY. 

    As for June, I'll be traveling smack in the middle of the month, I have a couple of Buyers who have appeared out of nowhere, and I'm almost sure one of my Buyers will be moving forward with a purchase VERY quickly.  I'll blink and July will be here. 

    East End Condo

    The sweet little condo I've been looking forward to listing will be on the market on June 10th, or therebouts. This sucker has been immaculately kept. With hardwood floors, a gas fireplace, a garage as well as an assigned parking spot.  It's a first floor unit, and, in my humble opinion, is in better shape than any of its comparable counterparts that have sold in the last year.   While condominiums sometimes require a little bit longer of a stay on the market than single family homes, I'm still hoping that June shows us a potential buyer.


    June 10th, I'll be seeing the Monkees in concert for the 3rd time, June 11th, I'll be at a 15-year reunion with some of my high school friends, and June 12th, I board a plane to Phoenix so the man can partake in a very cool apprenticeship program.  I plan on finally getting some sun, soaking in the dessert views, and taking at least one day trip to the Grand Canyon.  I've never been to Arizona at all, and the Grand Canyon has been on my to-see list for a while. It seems like Flagstaff has a lot of fun to offer, the Sonoran Desert looks just gorgeous, and as for Phoenix itself? I'm in.  Any restaurant/sight suggestions will be greatly appreciated.

    Condo Buyer

    One of my girlfriends has a fire lit under her butt to buy a place of her own as soon as possible. After a whirlwind love affair with a very in-demand listing last week, a cash buyer swooped in.  Sadly, it took a first seat to us, but no fear! I know that the house for her is out there, and I intend to find it.  I want her under contract with inspections completed by the end of the month. If only my new listing we up her alley...

    The Damn Tile

    The tile...  I bet it was March when I finally began installing the kitchen backsplash and fireplace surround.  I was able to get as much as possible finished without having to break out the tile saw, waiting for a nice, sunny free afternoon to finish.  Between Spring Kentucky weather, a massive amount of work, and continuing to finish Daddy's estate, the time hasn't yet come that I could complete the projects.  It'll be done this month if it kills me.  

  • Baubles

    At 8am, Monday through Friday each week on the Hallmark Channel, The Golden Girls plays four back to back episodes.  Coincidentally, three or four days a week, I'm on a treadmill at my local Globogym for an hour or so at 8am, usually watching The Golden Girls.  Almost every episode is memorized. One of my favorites is Sick and Tired, Part 2.  Dorothy is searching for an answer of why she feels so lethargic (a television first- breaching the subject of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome), and Blanche decides to become famous by leaving a legacy of "Everyman," a book of her relationship with Every. Man.  

    Sleep deprived and loopy, she decides she should cut off her hair, since Van Gogh cut off his.  Once corrected that it was an ear that went missing, she deflates, and observes, "I have too many earrings..." It's a line- and a scene- that always made me giggle.  But, I've never had too many earrings.  Ever.  Truth be told, I only have a few pair. One, a vintage set of gold flowers from my grandma, her diamond studs, and a small selection of Swarovski drops.  Mixed in are a pair of formal blue and green clips, and a pair of sky blue tassels I've yet to have the guts to wear. Sadly, all of my jewelry fits into a single 2"x2" square in my desk drawer.

    Lately, though, my "normal" look seems to be shifting, my hair (and my roots!!) are growing out, and my overall wardrobe is leaning more towards a more polished aesthetic.  While I don't want to lose who I am in a pile of dresses, shoes, jewelry and STUFF, I do want to start adding in pieces that I feel like may be missing- a few more tailored dresses, comfortable work shoes (check) and Blanche's favorite: earrings.  On my list? See below:

    ** Jennifer Meyer Long Dome Earrings **

    ** Les Bonbons by Rebecca de Ravenel **

    ** Dior's Double Pearls **