Monday, October 31, 2011

Sometimes I reach into my pockets and find little scraps of paper.
Right away I think "Fortune cookie fortunes accidentally left in there!"

And then I pull the scrap out and it's a gum wrapper.

But it's okay, because me simply thinking they are fortunes makes me an optimist.

Which gives me hope for my future.

But it's not enough to simply be an optimist... you have to be a realist enough to actually go out and change your future.

Just pullet a gum wrapper out of my pocket. Maybe next time.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

You Are My Sunshine

You are my sunshine,
my only sunshine.
You make me happy
when skies are gray.
You'll never know, dear,
how much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

..... :D

Thursday, October 20, 2011


At one point in my life I believed that being busy was the epitome of a fulfilled life.
Last year I ran around barely sleeping, hardly seeing my siblings, or pausing to sit down to rest.

Go, go, go.

And I thought that was how to make my life meaningful.

Yes, it's good to do good. Lots of good.
But. It's even better to have balance.

To put the things that need to go first, first.
"What do you need to put first?" you ask.

What brings you true joy? No, that does not mean cheap thrills or momentary happiness.
True joy.
Hint: "Men are that they might have joy" footnote: Joy: The potential to become like Heavenly Father.

So what makes you become the best you? For me, it's my gospel, my family, my goals, and my friends.

Instead of running around like a chicken with its head cut off: pause for a second.
Do you feel, in the middle of your gut, that something is wrong? Missing? Out of place?

You don't have to stop. We are meant to progress, after all. But we aren't meant to run ourselves to the grave, either.

Cut out the good, and look for the best.
Sometimes taking time to breath is the best possible thing you can do.

Trust me. You've got this.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Pick A Song

These three songs that are guaranteed to give you a Pick-Me-Up.

Pick [at least] one and listen to it for [at least] 1 minute.

You want a fabulous day? Listen to one of these songs when you wake up. You'll want to dance around your room. I promise.

Junk of the Heart (Happy) - The Kooks
I just have to smile every single time I hear the chorus. It makes me want to pretend like my hair brush is a microphone.

You're Makin' My Dreams- Hall & Oates
Let's break into spontaneous dancing, anyone?

If You're Wondering if I Want You to (I Want You To)- Weezer
... :) It just makes me happy!

Thursday, October 13, 2011


I was flattered to be tagged, so I'm going to keep this chain going.

7 Things That You Probably Didn't Know About Me:

1. I found a five dollar bill in the parking lot today. That was the start of one of the best days ever.

2. I hate Twilight. How much? So much that in ninth grade I stole my friends copy of New Moon and hid it in my PE locker over a long weekend. (Somehow I thought that was an acceptable thing to do.) This hatred stemmed for an early dislike of vampires, which occurred when my mom told me I couldn't get the movie 'The Littlest Vampire' for Christmas because "Vampires are of the devil." .... My mother later became a Twilight fan.

3. Today was the first day in about 11 years that I had cheese willingly. Plain cheese. I feel like I just climbed Everest.

4. Somewhere in Time is my favorite movie. Well, that and The Goonies.

5. You know The Shire? You know Bilbo Baggins' house? I've been there. I stood in the doorway.

6. One year for Halloween I wore a pink robe. No one asked me what I was. That's okay, because I didn't know either. I guess I was just someone wearing a pink robe.

7. I have a deep, deep love of vlogs on Youtube. My favorites: thevlogbrothers, elmify, and charlieissocoollike.

Bonus: If you ever feel heartbroken (or if you want to listen to a beautiful song) listen to this one:

The movie isn't very interesting, but the lyrics are fantastic.

Hm..... if they desire to do this, I tag Chloe and Laura. :)

Monday, October 10, 2011

Once Upon a Time...

I was five years old. I would stand in front of my fireplace and dance and dance and dance.

I dreamed of being a ballerina.
I took classes until I was eleven years old.
Then I quit.
It was too hard.

Let me tell you what's even harder:
Going back when you are seventeen and you haven't danced in six years.

But I'm doing it!

I think pointe shoes are the most sophisticated, beautiful, wonderful things that have ever happened.
I know that many of you readers have your pointe shoes, but I do not.

However: .... I will. I'm working towards it, and one day I will have them.

Just you wait.

For now? Yeah, I'm that girl who is 1 1/2 counts behind everyone else. You know you always love that girl. :)

P.S. Over 50 followers!!!! I am so happy right now!!!! I will gladly tell any story you all want to hear. Whether it be my best kiss, my most embarrassing moment, or whatever. You guys are great. :) Just comment and tell me what you want to hear, and I will tell you!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Cozy Up

Pretty sure that when it rains almost everyone wants to get cozy and drink apple cider.
I am no exception.
Yesterday Daniel got his wisdom teeth out. I visited him and laughed and laughed!
If you've met him then you understand.

On a normal day he's hilarious. Now imagine him with gauze in his mouth and ice packs strapped to his face. You can't help but smile!
We simply sat on the the couch for hours.

When it's gray and wet and cold (and the boy can barely even talk, let alone go anywhere) ... I think it's fine to do absolutely nothing.

Sunday, October 2, 2011


If a year ago someone said to me "Kimberly, did you know that one year from know you will be watching parts of four Post-Season MLB games a day?", then I would say " that baseball or something? What is Post-Season?"

My, my. How times have changed.

I can [sort of] speak baseball. I love it. I know about the Wild Card slots and the 'Best Closer of All Time' and the Leagues and the Full Counts. I check the stats routinely and I mourn for my pathetic team and I scream how I hate the Brewers.

My favorite hobby is walking through the halls and seeing baseball hats. "Reds... Tigers... Rangers... Braves..."

Who knew watching a sport could become such a loved part of you?
Who knew that one baseball-lover can change your life so much?

Who knew that I could become obsessed with Ian Kennedy's perfectly manicured red beard?

Tell me you don't love that. He has brown hair and a beautiful red beard. So awesome.