…then try not to be upset when we chop it all off. I know that I can’t have hair down to the floor during my reign, but as soon as it gets a little bit long again, I fear that someone is about to come up behind me with hedge clippers and chop off my ponytail(Kim Canter). Rapunzel, you are so lucky…maybe I could be RUPPunzel…more at the bottom on the hair…

So…weak week…NOT! Nutso week! Let’s see if I can recap in order. Here are the schools from Tuesday to Friday(not to mention from Eastern Ky to Western Ky). Robert B Turner Elementary(Anderson Co.), Sturgis Elementary and Union County Middle School(Union Co.), AB Chandler Elementary(Corydon), Jefferson Elementary, Niagra Elementary(Henderson Co.), and Holy Spirit School(Evansville). These schools stepped it up a notch with questions like, “What do you think about President Barack Obama?”, and when I asked the 1st grade class about what their dream was I had a family rights attorney and an astronaut vs. the usual princess and baseball player. I run 100 miles per hour from one school to the next and am sometimes stopped dead in my tracks by a really funny child. So, I’m at Niagra and this little girl with thick pink glasses looks up at me (I am immediately reminded of myself when I was little). First I tell her how special she is because she has glasses that make her eyes big and pretty just like mine when I was little(which I made the mistake of saying in front of several other little girls who are now hoping for eye problems in the future…). She gets really confident after that and I could see her little mind working, and as I’m walking away she yells out, “Miss Kentucky, I’m going to think of you every night before I go to sleep and then every morning when I wake up and I never want to think of anything else except for you ever again!!”. Then her friends got really brave shouting after me as well with ones like, “Can I have your crown?” and “Will you marry my dad?”. This is the joy of being Miss Kentucky.

Mixed into the miles from mundane madness was the Trimble County Apple Festival(I tremble when I think of how many apple dishes I sampled) where I judged the Little Miss Apple Festival contest and the Apple Pie Contest. Also, the MacKenna Foundation, where I sang a song(that I learned in the car on the way over), such a wonderful event and cause. I also threw in a two day Dale Carnegie marathon course in Louisville.  MARATHON.

So, I must touch on the hair once more. I believe that once you’ve found a hidden treasure you should share it…so…her name s Rebecca Martin…She highlights my hair and rejuvenates my soul. She is a miracle. Noone in the whole world should ever go without her. We spent ten hours together Sunday and I quickly am reminded of what a find she really is. I will share her…8593611566.

And thank you thank you thank you to Tops in Lex magazine for making me their cover girl! I attended the release party last night(where I was greeted by my face blown up the size of a mini van upon entering). Tops people are top of the line!!

Can’t wait to share the events from this weekend with you…I swear to you I won’t slack off again…See ya latah…

P.S. This blog is dedicated to my best friend and number one fan Alden Knowlton(who will crush anyone who ever tries to harm me…).

…or at least I would have if I had left my crown on while demonstrating a safety procedure to 300 fifth grade students in Union County (that procedure was how touching a metal object to a telephone line will electrocute you…I could have been quite the example with the lightning rod atop my head).  Safety Day was one of the many things I got to do this week in MY HOMETOWN!  I snuck into Morganfield the night before I was supposed to…I just couldn’t wait.  I love my home and I hadn’t seen a bit of it since the day after I was crowned(when I was still extremely delirious, in shock, and cross eyed with disbelief).  All the people I ran into reminded me with every congratulations and thank you that I am the one who should be thankful…for being born in this town.  

Upon my arrival I woke up my entire household(which only consists of my mom, dad, and gabe since jade, luke, and I left for college).  We sat around on the couch and talked about how we still can’t believe what’s happened.  The next day was the Farm Bureau Safety Day!  Only a Miss Kentucky would give her first big speech in an open field to 300 children sitting on hay-bales, ultimate.  I kicked off the festivities with a speech about dreams/gifts/small town-big dreams/health/tomboys/tim mcgraw etc. to the most attentive little corn fed kids around.  After my speech I took my first live question and answer session…a daily part of my year that I am certain will keep me on my toes moreso than my 5 inch heels.  A few of the good ones…”Have you ever picked a peanut plant?(my talk said nothing of the sorts about peanut plants)”…”Have you ever met Taylor Swift…followed by…oh, well, then have you met Barack Obama?(Taylor Swift is now not only topping the charts, but apparently now the president as well)…”Are you dating a famous person?”…”Are you healthy?”…”Have you ever been in a pageant and won?”…etc.  I spent the rest of the day in first class Union County style, being chauffeured from one outdoor station to the next in a Kabota.    
The next day came bright and early with my mom’s intercom wake up call that reminded me of high school days, and presented me with yet another great group of children and an opportunity to inspire again, this time indoors.  Uniontown Elementary sat like little angels as I entered into their gym…quickly turned into miniature megaphones for a second when I said “Hey Uniontown Elementary…are you excited to be out of class?!”…then right back into angels.  The first question I asked broadened the generation gap between my generation and theirs from about the size of the gap between my little sister’s two front teeth growing up to more like the grand canyon.  I’m standing there in ruby red slippers and I say, “Ok boys and girls I want to start today by singing a song for you from a movie called ‘The Wizard of Oz’…can you guess what it is by these shoes on my feet…?”  In unison they all yell, “Red High Heels!!!!!”  Oh well.  I guess Kellie Pickler has officially replaced Dorothy, and ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’ is now  only a place where Skittles come from…but oh well, they’ll be ok…Then on to Morganfield Elementary where 500 more of the best kids around sat indian style and refrained from turning into wild indians for the entire assembly.  Questions from this bunch got even better, with ones like, “What’s your mom’s name?” and “Are you country?”  The children I’ve seen so far have been perfect(though I could be partial).  Someone needs to inform the world that the future is going to be just fine judging by what I’ve seen so far here in Kentucky.
And amidst my time at home I found myself trying to catch up on sleep, only to be quickly reminded that it is in fact dove season…and there is no way to nap or sleep in when your brothers and cousins are shooting shotguns right outside your bedroom window…so I joined in for a spell.  I also got to see baby Daylee!
Flew back to Lexington and jumped right into the (all day long live tv) Jerry Lewis MDA Telethon doing interviews, answering phones with callers on the other end, answering phones with prank callers on the other end, etc.  I was happy to be a part of this great cause…Go Jerry!

And finally…for the bad news.  Sianara Sugar!  Labor Day marks the beginning of many days laboring on the treadmill for me…or else I will be looking like this photo of me in my very first swimsuit at Miss America…and you thought you were a fat baby…WRONG!  Please say a prayer…I live right beside Dunkin’ Donuts.

P.S. Thank you Union County for making me who I am…

I tell people how strong I am all the time, but it wasn’t until I had to hold a 6,000 pound ham (that they somehow said weighed 16 pounds) for a good 15 minutes, running back and forth from bidder to bidder pleading my case of why they should pay thousands of dollars for a country ham that I proved my strength.  And despite my inability to move the next morning, it was well worth it.  The ham went for triple what it has ever sold for before…a new record of $1.3 MILLION DOLLARS.  Intense.  All the money raised went to charity.  Oh yeah, this was Thursday at the state fair during the annual Farm Bureau Country Ham Breakfast.  Onlookers waiting for me to fall on my face included Senator Mitch McConnell, Governor Steve Beshear, my best friend Commissioner Richie Farmer, Lt Gov Mongiardo, Trey Grayson, Jack Conway, mayors, senators, house members, etc, and my favorite Miss America, Heather French Henry, her husband Steve, and their spitfire little girls.  I was so proud to be a part of this spectacle as I can officially add both ‘ham displayer’ and ‘professional briber’ to my resume, but most importantly to have been a part of raising over a million dollars for charities in our state.  Recession Schmesshion…in Kentucky we know when to spend money…when it’s for other people.     

Governor Beshear finally helped me hold the ham.
I wrapped up my week at the state fair wondering just why they call it ‘the fair’…it’s so not fair…at least not for me.  Every single food that I know and love is not only extremely accessible, but displayed in rows of flashing lights.  There was no way not to give in…it was the last time though…I swear.  Here are some ‘not so fair’ photos from Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.

Presenting an award at the World Horse Show.

Oh, and my family came!…if you are a reader who doesn’t know me as well, let me just say that I am who I am because of nothing more than my family.  They have been in the front row supporting me ever since I was this little three year old girl in blue…who lied about being four because I just couldn’t wait to be in dance class and be onstage.

P.S…Happy Late Birthday to my Best Bro Scottie Coleman.  I miss her.  

P.S.S…Go Dr. Wakefield!!

Frankfort witnessed its very own version of the parting of the red sea today as mothers, teachers, and advocates for autism flooded the capital(all wearing red).  Our very own versions of Moses, struggling mothers simply trying to get their tired voices heard, came forward once again to plead with close to thirty of our house and senate members to pass an Autism Insurance Reform Bill.  This bill, that many states have already passed, will help cover the outrageous costs it takes to treat this disease(which, contrary to popular belief, is treatable…I’ve seen it).  Since my platform is autism awareness(because of my three autistic first cousins and my families struggle with autism) I joined this movement long ago.  However, it is days like today that remind yet again of the joy of helping others and of the opportunity and responsibility I have to serve this year.  More to come on that.  Photo above of myself along with testimony leaders Lorri Unumb(with Autism Speaks), Anne Gregory, and others devoted to this cause. 
Last night was my final princess night and my last stand against the battle not to eat the new chick-fil-a peach milkshake.  I lost that battle last night.  Sorry dad.

And I’ll leave you with my second grade yearbook photo…as a snapshot of proof that natural beauty so does not exist and that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  See ya.

P.S. Happy Birthday Richie Farmer… 
My new bros Timmy and Dierks.

Lee Brice is cool as ice…

Coach Brooks

Keith Anderson and Coach Brooks Again(couldn’t get enough of him).

Race-car legend Kyle Petty was just dying to wear my crown, so we made a swap.

Lieutenant Governor Mongiardo and his niece and friends. 

Halfway 2 Hazard equalled halfway to heaven for me this weekend as I was invited to jump head first into complete country music bliss.  40,000 people crammed in their cars(at $20 a carload it’s amazing how many people can fit in one car) arrived early Saturday morning and prepared themselves for the Woodstock of country music.  The event was held to benefit abused children, a cause very close to my heart.  I opened the show then was invited back to the stage to sing “Here’s To Finding A Good Man” with Danielle Peck(one of the nicest, most beautiful girls I’ve ever met).  The line up included Me(haha), Tim McGraw, Dierks Bentley, Danielle Peck, Krista Marie, Lee Brice, Halfway to Hazard(the two boys who made all this happen), Gabe Garcia, Keith Anderson…etc…with special guests Lt. Gov. Mongiardo, Coach Brooks(my new best bud), Kyle Petty(the recently crowned miss kentucky), and many many more.  They rolled in on their mini mansion tour buses and helicopters appearing to be typical stars, but were as far from that stereotype as we were from the closest town.  Big stars have big hearts.  The naive small town mentality of mine (that is going to get me stampeded) was in rare form as I decided to sign autographs and take photos in the crowd of 40,000…the state troopers saved my life…haha…I couldn’t believe how many wonderful people waited in line to have their shirts, jeans, cowboy hats, guitars, foreheads, and babies…yes babies signed.  I went through 6 sharpies of fun.  I love the people in east Kentucky.  I am so proud to represent those good, hard working, genuine people.  They embody all the reasons why I wanted this job so badly in the first place.  There is nothing like meeting so many of these great people every single day.  I’d sign their babies any day.

P.S. My right arm is going to be WAAAYYY bigger than my left one at Miss America…
P.S.S. Here’s a Friday update since i missed it…state fair…

The Kentucky State Fair Kick Off this morning(at 6:30am…left at 4:30) was not exactly the best diet kick of for me…but toooonnnnnnsssss of fun…tons tons tons.  The Commodities Breakfast this morning was flanked with media, politicians, and one(and shall i say the one and only) brand new basketball coach.  Coach Calipari certainly made a wildcat out of me.  There is a video clip on this website… http://www.fox41.com/global/story.asp?s=10962867 …you have to watch it…even though I am a goofball on it.  He told funny stories about people in Kentucky being so happy he’s here that he has women coming up and kissing him on the mouth, etc…I swear if Barack Obama had walked into that room not a soul would have turned around.  I’ve never seen anything like it.  I’m proud to call Coach Cal my new pal.  (Other friends there: Gov Brashear, Lt Gov Mongiardo, Comm Farmer, Jack Conway, etc.)
I am involved in all of the festivities because I am the new spokesperson for Kentucky Proud…a statewide campaign to eat locally grown and manufactured products(which I am very proud to take on since I grew up on a farm).  Thus I am placed into the hands(and I hear they’re quite the pair of hands to be in judging by how they handled a basketball a few years back) of my new boss and friend, Richie Farmer.  His three boys(and my three new best friends) and I walked around the fair for hours…petting goats with no ears, trying to con the rabbit salesman into letting us have free rabbits, signing autographs, eating (caramel) apples, trying to steal golf carts, etc.  I can’t wait to go back tomorrow!!
Then I raced back to my car to make it to a princess night in Lexington.  I am so tired my lazy eye has taken over.  Here are some shots…See ya latah!!

P.S. I’m sorry I broke my pinky swear to you…

Today is my final lull…the calm before the storm so to speak.  A single day where I can get things together before I jump back in the middle of the tornado(and leave at 4 am for the state fair).  I feel like the guys on Twister though…I love jumping into it…I live for it.  So since i want this blog to be daily updates on what I’ve done that day, I need to share just a few more things with you to catch you up on the past month(the boring black and white world that existed before I burst through the pearly gates into blogland)…
Nutshell(in the wrong order): Homecoming – Grand Openings – Showers – Back to School Kick Offs – Autism Golf Tournament – Highlands Autism Center Visit(autism is my platform for miss america, more to come on that) – Lexus Deal – A Few Photoshoot Shots(where i look about 12) – Richie Farmer(my favorite person in the state now) – Etc.

P.S. I pinky swear to my trainers and everyone reading this blog that I won’t eat funnel cakes at the fair tomorrow…
Chick-Fil-A Princess Night…I am Santa Claus.  I love being Santa Claus.  Tiny princesses and their ‘too cool’ brothers plop down in my tiny lap for pictures and autographs.  I love love love love love love love it!!!  Santa is so lucky!!!  My favorite thing to do is put my lipstick on the little girls…haha…

P.S. I love Elizabeth (Cruse)…thanks for letting me wear the green ones even though they didn’t match…
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