Tuesday, May 24, 2011

heavy boots.


I called my parents...
it is not uncommon for me to dial up their number when life gets difficult and i need advice.
on this particular night i was calling about a crush.
I was crushed about this crush.
I felt sad and alone, and then my dad gave me these words of advice.
"Kylie, you are a keeper, so don't be a settler."
After hanging up the phone, I laid in my bed and realized that I was no longer worried.
and my dad happened to be the greatest person I know.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

koko's kitchen



I went up to Salt Lake to go to lunch with my dad.
he took me to one of his personal favorite's,
a place called Koko's Kitchen, authentic Japanese.
I don't know if it was because we got to sit outside under a flowered veranda, or because curry happens to be one of my favorite foods, but I think that Koko's is my new go to place.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

the new s.s.c.g. hideout.





two years ago a club was formed.
the Strawberry Shortcake Cupcake Gang (s.s.g.c. for short).
we would conduct meetings at the river, that was until we found out we were sharing the area with the local homeless community.
I am happy to announce that there is a new meeting place.
it still includes a river.
only this time it also includes:
Cheerwine Cherry Cola, 
Chick-o-Sticks,
Summer Reading,
Sunshine,
and an old radio.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

my mom.


Some people argue that they have the best mother.
I am one of them.
One particular event is burned into my brain.
I was fundraising money to go on a service abroad to Ukraine
and I had to make 70 pans of cinnamon rolls.
in two days.
yuck.
After the first day, I left the kitchen stressed, and in tears.
I hadn't even made a dent into what was needed to be done by the next day.
Although my mom was by my side the whole day helping,
I still said some things that I shouldn't have.
It was out of stress.
She told me to go to bed, and that I was tired.
The next morning I woke up to find my mom in the kitchen already.
She had gotten up at 5 in the morning to start making all of the dough.
Needless to say, and despite my unkind words from the previous night
she still showed a huge act of service to me
I will never forget it.

I can only hope that one day I will be like her.

Happy Mothers Day.

I love you.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

a new beginning


"Not being able to govern events, I govern myself."
-Michel de Montaigne

sometimes, life is silly and hard to understand.
i have always loved starting a new journal, 
its like a fresh start.
all the empty pages waiting to be filled with your soon to be life.
i would formally like to dedicate this blog to my new life.
and officially, unofficially 
make a toast to all the wonderful things that are in store.