Wednesday, September 30, 2009

autumn is my love.

Autumn is so lovely.
We took a little drive up Provo canyon this past Sunday.
The Alpine Loop is breathtaking right now.
You should go experience it.

Si and me. Isn't she such a cute sister?



Autumn, just stay a little longer....please.

with love,

kristen a.

Friday, September 25, 2009

another little tid-bit about life.

{picture by me, laguna beach}

dear friend,

i have so many questions for you. unfortunately, life often provides so little answers. but i keep asking anyways...i'll take any answers i can. my understanding is that the only certainty in life is uncertainty. they keep saying that we should plan to be surprised. hm.

however, i do love fall. the canyon is beginning to turn many different colors: red, yellow, orange...it is so remarkable. this time of year is enchanting for me. and yes, apple pies from mcdonald's are such a delightful treat in the autumn time. but i really need to stop eating them.

let me ask you, why do people forget about their real friends? they get excited about something new, plastic and artificial...and it's like you never even existed. maybe it is because they know you will continue to love them anyways. but they need to realize that one day it will hurt someone and then things will change.

i've recently experienced that sometimes it takes years and years to realize something that has been right in front of you the whole time. that's okay. my theory is that maybe you simply aren't ready to understand it at first, so you don't let yourself until you are ready....

but i guess that is just another fun little tid-bit of life.

oh, and running down the beach with birds flying around is kind of magical isn't it?

xo xo xo

love,

kristen a.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

bob.

Today I spent a small portion of my day with an
elderly man named
Bob.
Bob taught me a lot in our brief time together.

Bob is in his seventies and loves the outdoors.
He told me a lot about his life...what he loves and why he loves it.
Bob has a best friend: his wife.
Bob has a family and friends that bring light to his eyes.
Bob's smile is contagious.

We are two very different stories. Not only do we have fifty-years
or so between us, but I'm sure he knows a lot more than me.
I admire Bob. He loves life.
His wise words, squinty eyes and brilliant smile filled me with
new hope for the future.

I learned a lot today.

I learned that walking down a steep drive way in high-heels is comical.
I need to be careful how much I spend at Target.
I love wearing dresses.
It just so happens it is possible to miss him
more than I did before.
and...
with some kind words from an elderly man named Bob
you won't feel as alone.

Thanks Bob.

love,

kristen a.

a lovely love story.

A lovely love story by Edward Monkton is an absolutely darling book.
Once again, I have my friend Suzanne
to thank for the recommendation.

So I'm passing the good news onto you...
I picked my copy up at Urban Outfitters but I'm sure other book
stores have it, and it can be ordered online.

You can get a small taste of it here on google books.

So darling.

love,

kristen a.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

afternoon tea.


This afternoon we went to the Grand America in Salt Lake
for afternoon tea.

We really enjoyed ourselves. It was so charming.

We had yummy raspberry and mint hot chocolate to start off with.

Then followed by sugared scones,
an assortment of tea sandwiches,
and our selection of desserts.

I have such a darling mom and beautiful sisters.

love,

kristen a.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

need you now.

paper tissue

I need you now. I'll fly. Maybe I'll run.
Okay, I'll wait.

listen to lady antebellum 'need you now'.
I love the girls voice, but kinda hate the dudes
...it's still a pretty song though.

love,

kristen a.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

break up.

Pete Yorn and Scarlett Johansson have done it.
Their album 'break up'.
I was hesitant when my friend Suzanne first told me it was fabulous...but she was right.

Take a listen to "Relator".



They are a very complimentary pair, wouldn't you agree?
The duets are catchy with a country rock tinge...which of course I am crazy about.
Pete Yorn has been in my favorites for a long time.
And I am happy to report that I'm impressed with Scarlett's voice and style as well.

I also really like #3 'i don't know what to do',
#2 'wear and tear',
#5 'blackie's dead' and
#6 "i am the cosmos'.

love,

kristen a.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

season of color

{picture taken by Jesse last fall}

I love seasons. That is one of the many reasons I love living in Utah.
Utah definitely knows how to do seasons.
I looked outside this morning and noticed that the mountains are starting to change colors.
It made me smile.
Good things happen in the fall.
It is so vibrantly colored and especially with the mountains...it's beautiful.

Don't you think?

love,

kristen a.

Monday, September 14, 2009

playing house.

paper tissue

Lately I've been lucky enough to come across a few charming vintage dresses.
I'm in the process of doing some alterations...

Can I just say that I love wearing dresses?
They are so feminine, flattering and just lovely to wear...
especially when they are unique and one of a kind.

I'm going to put up some pictures when I'm finished!

love,

kristen a.

Friday, September 4, 2009

yes indeed.

paper tissue

I'm going to tell you a little something about growing up. Now, I obviously don't have kids. I'm not married, not making house payments or really taking care of anyone but myself...so I realize I don't know everything, but I do know a little, just a little...about growing up. When I was a kid I used to play house. I would clean and cook in the play kitchen, and dream about pretty houses and white dresses, and golden rings and wearing reading glasses... (I know, weird, but I used to 'pretend' I had bad eyesight. Ironic, because I now just wish I could go back to that 'pretending' phase and not actually be blind...hm.) Anyhow, I would dream about life as a grown up. It just seemed so simple. You grow up, you get married, have a family and just...be happy. I can just imagine all the feminists out there cringing at these words...but it's true, that's all I really wanted.

As I have become an adult....I realize that as a child I callously skipped over a rather large aspect of life: emotion. In order to grow up, you have to experience an insane amount of all-over-the-place, heart-pounding emotion. You have to cry. Oh yes, you have to cry. Sometimes, you'll even cry yourself to sleep. Yeah, even adults do that. At one point, you're going to have to be so lambently happy, that nothing--absolutely nothing--in the world is going to keep you from happiness again. It is yours, yours to keep. It's a beautiful feeling. Sadly, you will have your heart broken, in some way or another. Broken hearts may not be fixed easily. And you might have it crushed again and again...maybe even to the point you feel it is defective, but don't worry because it can be made whole again. I promise.

You're going to have rare but life changing moments that define who you are. Like the first time you realize that people are just people. You can walk into a room, and not know a single thing about any person there and yet, the room is at your command. You know why? Because you have that moment, when it just hits you...that you are just as remarkable, just as special as any of them. And you're going to own up to that. Or like the first time you truly fail. That is an overwhelming moment, but is to be had when growing up. And when you fail, you fall. But you'll get back up and begin skipping along, yes indeed. That's part of growing up too. And then there is that moment when you are really, really brave. You stand up for something or someone. You say the words you were scared to say before...you do what is noble. Maybe it's not that brave to someone else, but it's sure spunky to you. That is growing up.

You'll probably do crazy things. There will times when you just say things because you're dying to say them. It may be to the person standing next to you in the grocery line or the neighbor you don't really talk to. You'll make jokes that aren't funny, but you think they are good...so you laugh though no one else does. And you're cool with that. You might even buy special, fancy cleaning products that smell extra good, and you'll be dying all day to go home and use them. Mmm, and they do smell so great. And at times you'll see a beautiful week old baby boy...and you'll wish that you could just hold him so tight and never let this crazy little world hurt him. But at the same time, it's oh so beautiful. You want him to experience it all, in all its glory.

Yeah. That is what growing up is.

At least for me. :)

love,

kristen a.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

dear friend.


dear friend,

today was a random day. i fought with my next door neighbors...but only because they had a lot of attitude, which really pushed my limits of "loving thy neighbors"....after repeatedly parking in my underground parking spot. but shortly after my favorite cousin, craig, called me...just to chat. and he made me very happy. he's practically my older brother and has always looked out for me.

after that i spent the whole morning with my sister. i love my sister. she's a good person, who makes me want to be better. we laugh a lot...just like girls do. and the best part was that the nice guy at taco bell gave us free drinks, instead of a couch we found a vintage eighties bathing suit at d.i., and were then attacked by d.i.'s own 007 fully armed with a tagging gun.

when i came home i realized how much i hated the wall in my basement room. so i went to home depo and bought some paint. it looks so clean and pure white now. while painting, siera and i couldn't resist our hearts urge to dance to tubthumping by chumbawamba. so we did, and we ended up dancing all night. my roommate thinks we are crazy...maybe we are, but sometimes you've just got to let it out.

i can't stop thinking about that secret she told me. how it's going to change her whole life...and how she's giving up so much, for love. and i'm still thinking about that young girl working at the home store, with a pregnant belly and no ring on her finger...i can't help but feel sad for her. and sometimes i still get a little overwhelmed...but that is ok. really, it is. and i'll pray for you because this life is just too short not to.

love,

kristen a.

i get knocked down
but i get up again
you're never going
to keep me down...