is that dumbledore?

here's to:

pumpkins, apple cider, ghost haunting, dressing up, clinging to boys as you walk through haunted houses, monsters, the smell of hair coloring spray,  orange and black, sometimes purple,  'boo', wow, you sure scared me, harry potter, candy, creepers, more candy, not-so-scary scary movies, hiding your face in his lap at the not-so-scary scary movie, cheap face paint, greedy children (the sign says, 'take one' you piggish child), the perfect halloween moon, trunk or treating like a little four year old girl, not eating the candy you trunk or treated, one too many doughnuts, spice, under-dressed women, memories, and jedis. 

my halloweens are dope.

image via tumblr.

 happy halloween. 

imma freak.

This happens to me a lot: I walk into wal*mart, grab a cart and realize 10 seconds later that my cart is the loudest one around. ev'rytime. It's like a curse. Until recently I have found it to be otherwise. I always end up with the loudest and squeakiest cart at wal*mart and I would dread every second. I accept the fact now. Yes, it was awkward with every corner you turn to have a million new heads it seemed stop and stare. Of course, you look like a freak. How do I cope with such circumstances? I smile and give a quick nod, sometimes even a wink, you know. It's better than hiding your face in shame. Plus the wink forces them to look another way. I don't know what it is, people freak out when they're winked at. Gets 'em every time. Their looks are hard to pin down. It's a mix of confusion, embarrassment for myself, maybe a hint of annoyance? I don't know. But let's get real people, it's jealously. period. you know cool people push around the squeaky shopping carts.

Now ev'rytime I go to wal*mart I go out of my way to find the loudest cart in the bunch. I'm sure with my frequent visits to that store, people will begin to recognize me; "Oh look honey, there's that girl I was telling you about, you know, the loud one. Oh careful, don't make eye contact, she might wink at you." So now everytime you're at wal*mart and you hear loud, squeaky wheels racing down the aisles, chances are...that's me.

See ya around cupcake.

guess what?

there are three days I absolutely hate: Mondays (duh). Saturdays (because I have no life). and WEDNESDAYS (something about the middle of the week that makes me shiver). but let me mention yet again my quest for happiness. the promise that everyday not just Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, but Monday, Saturday and Wednesday can be happy days. 

guess what?

today, Wednesday, a day i have always disliked has been lovely. why? because I made it that way. cool, huh? 

so note to my readers: you have the power to make your life beautiful. i don't care if you hate wednesdays, or if your boyfriend is a jerk, you failed a math test, you think you're not pretty enough, you hate the cold weather, or whate'er. it doesn't matter. be happy. it's a choice, baby.

it's only two months away...

I know it's October but I saw this and I just about died.

Merry Christmas.

a bombdiggity sort of week.

image: unknown.

I told you I'd post...a lot. It's been a few days, though. Apologies. I have some valid reasons for my absence, however. It's been a most exciting week. To be honest, it's been one of the hardest and quite emotional on my part. But I want to be happy and dwelling on the negative only eats up the good things.

So ladies and gentlemen, this is...

My week in a nutshell:
(remember when I used to do this? all the way back in June).

-loving who you are, because at least you're not "her". (I know kind of mean, but it helps).

-a job. not just any job. one that pays $15 an hour kind of job. i have the big man upstairs to thank for that.

-pumpkins. what a lovely tradition. i picked the wrinkliest with a twisted top. it's quite whimsical.

-Harry Potter. need I say more?

-finding you have the best friends ever. shout out to Rebecca, Vanessa and Kylie. love ya girls.

-telling someone a secret. a secret you've kept inside for a long time and then trusting someone enough to keep it. I feel free now.

-making hot chocolate and then adding a green tea bag to your cup. It's the caffeine addiction, I'm telling ya. 

-having the courage to do something you hadn't had courage to do before.

-Junior Mints.

-when I woke up this morning, I whispered to myself, 'I love my life.' It's made the day lovely.

It's a new week and I'm ready. Bring it, Monday! Just yesterday I had so many questions answered and I feel like I could fly. 

learning to love my life.

Questions anyone? Like, what's going on Kathryn? are you alright? what's up with your last posts? why the lack in posting suddenly?

I sincerely apologize for the confusion and worry I've caused. I can't say everything's alright. That would be lying. My life isn't perfect and I don't take imperfection very well. However, I can be happy even when I'm imperfect. Difficult? Yes. Impossible? No.

I want this blog to be inspiring, not degrading. I learn from other people's lives, and sometimes my sources for that knowledge comes from blogs. Perhaps I can do the same for others through my blog. I'm not perfect, but I can make the most of what I have and show others they can too. 

This is your life. Live it.

this is not goodbye.

What was I thinking? How could I ever say goodbye to my beloved blog? It's my escape, not my distraction. 

THIS IS NOT GOODBYE. not ever.

Keep reading people. more posts coming. like a lot. 

this is goodbye.

I'm taking a break from the world for a while. I wish I could say when I'll be back. I can't. 

but just in case...

this is goodbye.

Kathryn.

oh boy.

this has absolutely nothing to do with anything and is random in every sense, except for the fact that I have excellent taste in the men.

While browsing through my favorite tumbr sites I stumbbled upon this little number. "Calm down," I whisper to myself. His name is Arther Kulkov and he models for J.Crew. Do they get any more attractive than this? 

You're right, he's probably married, like 30 and possibly even gay.  I don't care... 

just look at that face. 
 

  
 and what other guy do you know who can wear a sweater like that and still look attractive?

  images found on tumblr.

oh momma, help me. 

my life's story.

 image found in fb.

You know you're a hard core Star Wars fan when...

You think the Stars Wars theme should be the national anthem.
Your true love is Obi Wan.
You cry during Star Wars.
You pray that the Force may be with you.
A guy with a light saber turns you on.
Pod racing is your favorite sport.

You know you're a true Harry Potter fan when...

You wake up with Hermione Granger hair.

Your favorite breakfast is sausage and grilled tomatoes and marmalade and toast because that's what they eat in book three.

You don't go anywhere without a Harry Potter book in hand. 

Anything long and skinny becomes a wand.

You know all the spells and repeat them daily.

Quiddich is often played in the backyard with the kitchen brooms.

(don't judge. I already know I'm a nerd).

May the Force be with you.

i do hope he has grandsons.

the weekend highlights:

being told too many people idle their time away on fb...while you're on fb.

afternoon spent in Salt Lake City.

meeting mr. mac. (it's a big deal).

after two weeks of your voice not working, you push your voice a little more than usual, so what would normally be very loud is a softer tone. In that moment, my voice decided to work and my voice exploded loudly. loud enough I think the prophet himself heard me. Stupid cold.

hearing the voices of angels sing. over 300 to be exact.

an authentic tabernacle choir lunch. it's legit. it brought back many memories. i miss the icc.

trading my lunch like a little school girl. i saw the case of pepsi. i couldn't resist. i grabbed my extra cupcake and approached them confidently. "excuse me, i noticed you had some pepsi and i would like to trade this cupcake for a can, please?" their looks were unbearable, but I was too occupied with the thought of having a pepsi to notice. "um...yeah, sure, of course." i walk back, pepsi in hand. (after this occasion, i realized i have a serious caffeine addiction. i need help).

two hour nap. is there anything sweeter?

eating over 3,000 calories in one day and waking up to find you've lost 3 pounds. i have a beast of a metabolism. 

v8. i've started a trend in my home. 

coughing, coughing and more coughing. curse this cold.

president uchtdorf, have any grandsons? gosh, your family's so attractive.

my weekend was the loveliest. good friends, lots of family, godly lessons, heavenly music and happy memories relived, lived and remembered. we are so blessed.

because fall makes me happy.

jumping into leaves.

pumpkin spice.

colorful leaves.

brisk air.

pumpkins.

apple cider.

burgundy

orange.

red.

cinnamon.

heater on in the mornings. 

tights.

hats.

stockings.

warmth.

curly hair (this happens to me when the weather changes). 

fall, baby. it's in the air.