Friday, January 25, 2013

this guy...

Working at Target, I get a lot of crabby people in my day to day life. People who want help from you but start walking away when you start to explain where the item is (drives me bonkers, by the way), people who get angry at you for asking them if they need help (just trying to do my job... sorry?), and people who get mad at YOU, personally, if Target doesn't have the specific thing they want, the size they need, etc. In my opinion, people need to just relax! 

But, there are also people who are genuinely thankful for your help and those are the kind of people I really like. They help boost my spirits when my night (or day) is feeling particularly monotonous/hectic/frustrating. ESPECIALLY people who are really grateful when they call in. Oh, I like really thankful calls. It feels great when people actually notice that you're going the extra mile for them and say thank you. 

Being thanked is really great.

Having said this...

I went to CAL Ranch in search for wiper blades for my car since the ones that came on it when I bought the car were CRAP. Literally, they just smooshed the water around instead of actually clearing it. And the rubber was starting to come off on the tip of one of them. I price-checked Auto Zone when I went to get a code read on my car and they were like, $15. My dad told me that CAL Ranch was the place to go because they're 1) less expensive 2) better quality. I can attest to that! They're not as easy to find (if you're a blind idiot like myself) and they don't have a billion and a half. Only one kind. But it's a GOOOOOOOD kind. I ended up just asking an employee (his name is Ray and he's an older gentleman) and heh! They were right behind me. Which is why I called myself a blind idiot. No big, guys. And he made sure I knew what size to get and whatnot. And I picked them out and went on my way. I checked out and was holding up the box to be sure I got the right size, planning on changing them when I got home. Well, up walks Ray and he was like, "Oh! Let me help you!" This guy. He helped me put them on, made sure the one that I did was clicked into place... because it wasn't... and he even took all my garbage to throw away! It was such a simple SIMPLE thing, but it brightened my day. It took him about 2 minutes to help me and it made my day so much better. Service is generally really simple, but it makes a huge impact on people. 

Happy Friday!

     Reille K. 

Monday, January 21, 2013

creating is exhausting work

You all know of my bestie, Clayton (unless you're new here, Clayton is my bestie...;)). Anyway, his birthday is in April and I thought of what I was going to do for his present in NOVEMBER of 2012. Guys, I'm a serious gift-giver.

No worries, I'm also really impatient when I'm excited and he already knows what he's getting. So, I'm not spoiling anything. But, no pictures. :)

One of my favorite school assignments and things I'm MOST proud of, is my mosaic. And, I really enjoyed doing it. I loved the intricate creations and repetition (it really appeals to the slightly OCD tendencies that I sometimes have) and I wasn't all too sure about the finished product, but (not to brag) I got a lot of praise for it, and that felt great. And, it's grown on me A LOT too. I actually framed it and it's on display in my room.

I wanted to make something like that for Clayton. I really like the idea of a reminder of how much I love him when he lives far away; but one that he can display without it being obvious. So he doesn't forget... not that I think he will, but, sometimes we all need a little something. Y'know? His favorite animal is a blue whale, and that's the subject of my mosaic. A blue whale coming out of the water, I believe the term is 'breaching', and I'm so so so so SOOOO excited about it.

My purpose though, is that I'm done with the actual WHALE part of it. It's not quite as crazy as my Icarus mosaic (that thing is a beast) but it's still a lot. A lot of paint chips and cutting and gluing and having nasty, sticky fingers and hands.

I still can't decide how I'm going to do the background... But, I have a while. I probably won't give it to him until I go visit in May. Unless he comes to visit during the month of April.

But, all the intense concentration and focus... it's crazy exhausting. But, it's good exhaustion.

I just wanted to share, since, like I've said a few times, I'm really super excited about it. And I'm sure I'll be bursting when I actually finish it, and I'll probably leak a picture or two. I'll try not to ;). But, I will show you guys eventually (since I know you're all DYING to see it, ha!). Literally, it's been insanely tough not to instagram the crap out of how far I've gotten.

Also... I'm now obsessed and addicted to Private Practice... the spin-off series of Grey's Anatomy. It was bound to happen sometime. I'm almost halfway through the second season, and I've been watching it ALL DAY. Love it. Love it. Love it.


Hope none of you had a really Blue Monday.

         Reille K.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

greetings, russian friends!

Once upon a time, I was looking at my pageviews and traffic sources and such. And I swear, just last week, I was only being read in Utah and Alaska. Which, is normal. I know people that have been in both places. But, I just discovered... I have 23 pageviews from RUSSIA!!!

Random. I don't know anyone in Russia... And I feel like the people who read my blog in general are people that know me or know me from Shine (it's a group I'm part of on Facebook).

But, I think this is super duper extra freaking cool. Someone in Russia reading my little bloggy here.


Greetings! I'm glad you're here!

I mean, I'm glad everyone is here, but... people reading from and being from other countries is a bit more of a novelty.

That's mostly it...

Have a lovely Sunday evening!

      Reille K.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

100 things I love

I started this list in the bath tub last night and finished whilst watching The Care Bear Movie in bed. Exciting, right? Anyway, I thought I'd give you all an insight into my loves, as I feel that's what really makes up a person; the things they love. 

Some I'll give some explanation, some you'll have to just take my word for. :)
Also, there's no order, rhyme or reason to this.

1) Hot Chocolate - Which makes my Cocoa Latte being recalled, super rough. 
2) Taking baths, mmmm. 
3) Sharks - As much as you probably can't imagine, Sharks are majestic and wonderful. 
4) Dogs
5) Twinkle Lights
6) Quotes
7) Books
8) My Bestie
9) My Family
10) Items owned by my ancestors/vintage
11) Art (making AND looking at it)
12) Electricity
13) Being warm and cozy - but NOT fire. I hate fire. 
14) Mountains - Most specifically Utah mountains. 
15) My car, Albus.
16) Pitch Perfect - it never gets old. 
17) Easy A - Also never gets old.
18) Music
19) Cardigans
20) Dresses - they are generally more flattering than most other clothes.
21) The Gospel
22) My nursery babies - even when they're cranky and snotty,they're still pretty cute. 
23) Notebooks - I don't understand why I love them so much either. 
24) Smooth Pens
25) Salt and Pepper shakers
26) Stewart plaids
27) My Scottish-ness
28) Thai Food - Specifically Masman Curry with 3 stars
29) Netflix
30) The thought of my future husband
31) Cuddles with Puppies
32) Babies
33) Tiny versions of things - seriously, if it's miniature, I'll probably love it.
34) Traveling
35) Mountain Dew
36) Lemonade
37) Undersea Creatures
38) Polar Bears
39) Buffalo or Bison... depending on who you talk to, they're the same.
40) Eclectic Decorating
41) CHAPSTICK - Blistex Medicated Mint being the one I most frequently buy
42) Charles, my dolphon Pillow Pet
43) Cozy socks
44) Sleep shirts/ sleeping gowns/ nighties... whatever you want to call them.
45) Grey's Anatomy
46) Mythology - any kind
47) Starry skies
48) The sky - Fiery sunsets, mmmm. 
49) Water, Ice cold water.
50) Laughing with someone else.
51) Getting Mail
52) Moisturized skin, mmmm. 
53) Smellys - Lotions, perfumes, candles.
54) The Biggest Loser - It makes me cry, every single time. 
55) Musicals
56) Show Choirs
57) Being silly
58) Being organized
59) Making lists
60) YouTube... seriously. 
61) Shredded Hashbrowns
62) Reading Blogs
63) British People
64) Seattle
65) Floral Prints
66) Monsters, Dinosaurs, Robots
67) Weddings
68) Fairies
69) Flowers
70) Creation
71) Sarah Dessen Books - except Dreamland, I don't like that one.
72) Harry Potter - Anything and everything, Harry Potter
73) Other Cultures
74) Giving blood.
75) My dreamcatcher
76) Soft lips (only my own, at the moment)
77) My grandfather's ring - I wear it every day on my left hand middle finger, if you ever meet me and sneakily want to look at it. 
78) Yoga
79) Instagram
80) Pink Star from Jamba Juice
81) Saving memories
82) Fall 
83) RAIN RAIN RAIN!!! - I reeeeeeealllly love rain. 
84) Genuine appreciation
85) Genuine humans
86) Twins - They've always been fascinating to me.
87) Dragons
88) Having money
89) Reading books
90) Long hair
91) Feeling Beautiful
92) Hugs - Contrary to popular belief, I actually love hugs. Just don't be weird about it, guys. 
93) The smell of bookstores - books and coffee
94) Learning
95) Feeling healthy
96) Getting rid of things I don't need.
97) When I show some self restraint
98) A freshly waxed upper lip - I don't do it for others, I do it for myself. :)
99) Buttons
100) Fun socks

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Let's get personal, guys.

**I know I said I was working on a blog post and wouldn't post until then. Well, I abandoned that but this one is of the same caliber.**

On a more personal note, we're going to talk about my body. Yes, awkward. And it'll be a longun. Feel free to leave. 

I've never been one of those people that talks about their "health problems" with people. I even get weird when my mom talks about my health problems with other people. But, that's what this is about. I'm going to open up about this, because I feel like it's something I need to do as part of my healing process. And I'm finally ready. 

Let's go all the way back to fourth grade. I've never been the most active, and it was then that I started to realize just how different I was. I noticed that I was bigger than the other girls, I already had boobs and was wearing a full-blown bra, not a little training bra (I skipped that whole thing). Which was fine, it wasn't all that big of a deal... yet. 

The next year, I started my period. I was already going through puberty in ELEMENTARY school, and puberty = more body fat, as it is supposed to spread out and give you hips and boobs and make you look like a woman. Girls generally look a bit pudgy for maybe a year, and then it goes away. Well, this is for girls who are actually active... which I never was. Once I hit Jr. High, I couldn't run as fast as the other girls, I couldn't do sit-ups or push-ups. The day we did fitness testing was ALWAYS dreaded, throughout all my school years. And, I did nothing about it. Ever. 

Ninth grade. My throat started to swell up right around my thyroid. I also sounded like a smoker for about a month and a half. But, my singing voice sounded GREAT. We went to the doctor eventually and he referred us to an Endocrinologist. I still generally refer to her only as "The Devil". She basically just gave me unnecessary drugs and called me fat. Her solution was to take out my thyroid, since it had a cyst on it. A BIIIIG one. Of course, as a teenager, I was all for it. I figured it was my only issue and once it was gone, I would be fixed. My mom wasn't having it. She wanted a second opinion and after about a year, we switched doctors. This is the fall of tenth grade at this point (I think). 

So, Dr. Mahtab Sohrevardi. She's Iranian and full of spunk. She doesn't sugar coat anything, but she's also not a bitch (sorry for the language, but, it's merited in this case). You know that she's saying what she is because she want's you to get healthy, not because she wants you to pay her. Does that make sense? 

When I started going to her, I weighed 233 lbs. Woaaaah. Right? I didn't realize it was that bad. I didn't put on weight in a really lumpy way, I was still shapely. And let's be real, my boobs are A LOT of that. Really though. DD's, guys. Anyway, she examined my body and looked for signs ON THE SURFACE. Did you know that your skin tells you a lot of what's going on inside? The color of your stretch marks and your elbows when your arm is extended can tell an attentive doctor if you have diabetes or not. Well, we did a billion and a half tests. Literally. They took nine vials of my blood and a cup of my pee. I also had to drink DISGUSTING orange liquid that is basically just sugar so they could test my blood sugar. And then I sat in the insanely boring waiting room/lobby for an hour. Anyway, results were-- Pre-Diabetes... and extremely low Vitamin D (but that's a baby issue in comparison).

I didn't really care that much. My doctor put me on medication and told me that I needed to lose weight, but the reality of the situation didn't ever sink in. I piddled around and tried Weight Watchers, that lasted a week. I tried this thing called Clean in Junior year, I think that lasted about two weeks. Over the course of about two years, I lost 25 lbs. Not actively, not really. It just kind of happened. I tried to eat a little better, I had a "P.E." class. My lowest weight was around 206-208 lbs. but Senior year I was busy studying for AP Psych and I went back up to 219 lbs. And I just lived with it for a while. 

Then, I got sick of it. So I decided to start counting calories with this New Year. Change my lifestyle, because that's what it takes. I also watch The Biggest Loser now... and I cry every single episode. It's great motivation though. I know what these people have been dealing with. I feel the elation when they have a big weight loss that week. I feel the pang of despair when they get eliminated. But guys, it's working. Calorie counting. It's not always easy because eating is more than just filling my stomach now, but it's definitely been paying off. I've been doing it for... about two weeks I think and I've already lost 8 lbs. It's been grand. I eat healthier because I know the difference between good calories and bad calories. And I try so hard not to eat any fast food, for the most part, because I know it'll just undo all the progress I've made. And I can't even eat a lot of sugar anymore. I tried to eat a bunch of caramel popcorn one night and I felt SOOO sick. It's been so good, guys. So good. 

Thanks for sticking around if you did. I'm sure it's been relatively boring for the most part, but it was definitely necessary. :)

     Reille K. 

Saturday, January 12, 2013


Yeah, I have been and will be a smidge absent for a bit. I've just been busy and dealing with my car hating me a little bit.

But, have no fear, loyal blog readers (ha! Just kidding, I know there are a few.) I will be back. I'm actually working on a legitimate post and writing it down and things and everything before I put it up. Which, is quite the deal, since I usually just open a new post and vomit a bunch of words into the text box through my fingers and call it good (not saying that's a bad thing, it's my preferred form of communication). But this post is a little closer to the heart for me, and I want to get it juuuuuust right. And that doesn't always happen for me when I am word vomiting.

So anyway, I'll try to be punctual and responsible with my in-the-works posty post. It'll probably be the next one, unless something BIG happens. Which... I don't really expect anything major... so...

        Reille K.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Is it me?

I don't know if you guys have noticed, but I think A LOT. Not just your general think, obviously every single person is constantly thinking even if you don't realize it. Otherwise your brain would be all kinds of dead... did that make sense? Anyway... 

Back to thinking. I'm a very active thinker, and I contemplate the past pretty often, including past relationships. I think about what these people that used to be a big part of my life and are no longer are doing now. Who do they spend their time with these days? Do they think about me? Could I have done something different? Are there still unresolved feelings? Do they harbor any hatred towards me? Would I be different if we were still friends? (The answer to this one is always YES.) Do they even THINK about me? Are they wondering the same things about me as I am wondering about them? Do they miss me? Do they remember the good times over the bad? 

I know. Imagine what it's like inside my brain. Sometimes it gets exhaustin', I tell ya! (An old friend commented on my blog the other day, and that's what got me thinking about all this business.)

I do this with different humans ALL the time. I mean, it's obviously not overtaking my life or anything crazy like that. But, I do think about people often. People I used to be friends with and for one reason or another, we just aren't anymore. Whether it was a deliberate, "We're no longer friends" or simply just growing apart. 

I also feel as though I've HAD a lot of friends, but I've been awful at keeping them. I feel as though I've had "the friendship break-up" talk more than you're average human being. And it breaks my heart a little bit, but I've also realized that I haven't always been the greatest human. I haven't always been so sensitive to others emotions and needs as I've come to be now. I actually used to really suck. But! I've grown out of that garbage. Yay! 

My favorite break-up line? "I think you should find another ride." Straight to the point. We didn't have to have the awkward discussion... which actually happened a lot in that relationship. It's fine, she taught me not to be a coward about my feelings. But for reals. It was a really rough one, and a very blunt one. I wonder about her probably the most out of everyone. Well... the second most. 

The longest I have been BEST FRIENDS with someone is 4 1/2 years and that just doesn't seem very long compared to everyone else's, "We've been best friends since we were 5 years old." I don't know what it is! I don't know if it's me, something that I keep doing? Or is it everyone else? 

But my current bestie, I know, will be around for a LOOOOOONG time. There's no escaping me, Clayton! :) 

I wasn't expecting this to turn into what it has... sorry if it's kind of boring. Thanks for sticking around if you've made it this far! I guess I've been thinking about "friends" a lot more than I thought lately. 

        Reille K. 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

What a weird thing...

Once upon a time, there is this Target thing we do called "Team Alignment". It happens about once a month (or at least that's how often it's SUPPOSED to happen. That doesn't mean it always does.) and mine happened to happen tonight! Anyway, it basically just making sure that I don't have any opinions and junk that need to be heard and I'm happy with how everything is and blah blah blah. You get the picture, right?

Well, my Team Lead was asking me all these things and if I had a problem with anything and I didn't have ANY. Which, is a pretty big deal for me. I'm a big complainer most of the time. For a while there I was really good at not doing it, but I've noticed that I've been doing it again. But this time, I really had nothing. At least not right off the bat. He asked if there was anything they could do to help with my overall well-being and I had nothing for that too. I remember using the phrase (which is what got me thinking about all this in the first place) "I'm actually really happy with where I'm at right now." And I am. Which... is so weird for me. It shouldn't be, but somehow, I'm okay with it.

I'm okay with being single (for what feels like the first time EVER.) I mean sure, if that changes, I'll be super okay with that too. But I'm not sitting there all day wishing that some guy, any guy would just ask me on a date, or show an iota of interest in me. Which, is a step in the right direction. Oscar Wilde wrote, "I think it's very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person." I have finally accepted my "alone" status, and I'm just working on improving myself and defining myself. Not wishing for something that isn't happening. And this makes me happy.

I'm okay with where I'm at physically. I've finally, FINALLY started to seriously look at what I put into my body and I'm trying to make it healthier. My DOCTOR has been "nagging" me for almost two years about losing weight. And telling me that it's bad for my health. And telling me that if I don't take it seriously then I'll get diabetes and horror story after horror story. And I always just kind of half-assed it so I would lose a tiny bit of weight before my next appointment or just sit there and agree with her that I really need to take control if I didn't lose any. I'm finally actively DOING something about it. I'm obviously not happy with my weight myself or I wouldn't be doing this. But my laziness has been keeping me from getting healthy. Which is ultimately what got me here in the first place. But I'm finally DOING something about it, which makes me happy.

I'm okay with where I'm at with school. I'm actually really glad I didn't just jump right into college. Sure, at first, I didn't do it because I was TERRIFIED, and used the excuse of not wanting to get into debt. It WAS a legitimate reason, the debt thing, but it was a little baby reason in comparison. I'll tell you more about it in another post, but this summer was TOUGH for me, and I just refused to grow up for about a month. Then everyone was on my back about getting a job and accepting some responsibility. And I finally just did it. Target was hiring, and it was a safe choice, since my sister and brother-in-law already worked there. I would have allies. And it worked out great!  But, working at Target also means seeing everyone and their dog that you haven't seen since Junior High or High School and every single one of them asking, "Where are you going to school?" Ha! Funny story! I'm actually not going to college right now. I'm just working. Saving money. Excuses excuses. But, eventually I was really okay with not going to college. And then I discovered what I REALLY wanted to do. And I have a plan and everything! A very legitimate and doable plan! In case you haven't been around long enough-- I'm doing a Phlebotomy (drawing blood and the likes) course this summer. Wooo! I'm excited. It'll be TOUGH, but it'll be good. Plus, my sister is doing it with me, so yay! Anyway, I'm really happy with where I'm at with that too.

I'm actually happy, guys. Which doesn't happen all that often. I mean, I have happiness and joy in my life. I'm not suffering with debilitating depression or anything like that. But I'm usually just wanting MORE. And I don't really do anything to GET more. I usually just sit around and wait for more to come to me. But right now, somehow, I'm good. I'm happy. I have a plan of attack. And it's not just a lofty dream, like the one I have of moving to Britain and Seattle. And meeting my favorite YouTubers whilst there and one of them falling in love with me. (Just one of my frequent daydreams. Good times.)

Happiness is hard to come by these days. So I'm going to just cling on to this bout of happiness like it's the last banana on the entire planet (even though I HATE bananas, it was just the first fruit I thought of).

I hope you have a lovely day!

       Reille K.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Sunday Confession Session: "Oh right, you're all holy..."

Last night, a coworker invited me to go see Les Mis with him and a few other people today. And instead of saying, "I don't really DO things on Sundays. I'm fine just like spending time with people, but not DOING other things." Which is how I REALLY feel. No, instead I said, "My Mom would murder me if I went out on a Sunday. Seriously? His reply, "Oh right, you're all holy and stuff." And this is a person that grew up in the church and things-- he just doesn't go to church anymore, which is fine. Everyone has their own worship preferences. He had just forgotten that people are still "all holy and stuff" and don't go out on Sundays. This conversation got me pondering on my "holiness". 

Like I've mentioned a few times lately, I haven't been quite as spiritual as I would prefer. And I really need to REFOCUS my efforts and get myself back on track with my future hopes and dreams. Not that I COULDN'T make them happen right now, but, I could be doing so much better. On our Sacrament meeting program, there is always a quote. And we all know how much I love quotes. This weeks was INSANELY relevant to my sitch. 

        "Let us simplify our lives a little. Let us make the changes necessary to refocus our lives on the sublime beauty of the simple, humble path of Christian discipleship-- the path that leads always toward a life of meaning, gladness, and peace."

                         -Dieter F. Uchtdorf, "Of things that matter most",                                        .                         General Conference, October 2010

Right? Right? It's time, guys. I gotta just get a grip on my life again. Because this is my LIFE. The Gospel is my life. It's part of every little facet of my life, and I haven't been treating it as such. 

So here's to a New Year, New Beginnings, New Chances, this year and in all the years to come. 

Have a lovely Sunday! 

      Reille K. 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Peace and Blessin's...

Remember that one time I bought a car? It was approximately 1 month and four days ago. I named him Albus. Remembering yet? Good. 

Sooooo, I bought him at this place called Granite Peaks, and seriously, not exaggerating, I will ONLY buy cars from there. Ever again. Only place. 

Yesterday, my car had a little bump (not with another car, but with the ground) and Meg said that happens to her all the time and everything would be totally fine. Didn't even THINK to check when I parked. Well, we started driving home and were just discussing if Vaseline is toxic or non-toxic. And I leaned over to check on my little tub I keep in my car (are you surprised?) and we both noticed at the same time that smoke was coming from under my hood and there was a distinct burning smell mixed with my Vanillaroma tree. Naturally, this being my first car and my first major looking issue, I STARTED TO PANIC. Just a little. Not full blown panic, with tears and all (which is VERY surprising, considering I'm on my period). Just a little panic. We made it home and checked things out. Oh hey, my car is leaking green stuff. GREEN STUFF. So, I called my dad (because that's what I do) and he said to call my brother (because that's our next human to contact in car situations) and he said he would come look at it for me (blessin' numero uno, having a brother that knows what all the little parts and junk in basically every kind of engine ever. Mr. Mechanic is VERRRRRYY handy). So he came over and told me to call Granite Peaks and see if it was something that would be covered in this little power train warranty (I have NO CLUE what "power train" equals in a car, what would be covered with that and what wouldn't) I got with the car. Well, Mike (the guy who originally helped me buy my car and everything, love him) said that it's POSSIBLE, but they would have to look at it to be completely sure. So, I took it down there and he took a little look, found the dripping and made sure both myself and my Momma saw where it was coming from. We couldn't tell if it was the gasket or housing of said gasket or the little hose behind it, but, he said he would have their partner mechanic people check it out in the morning and he would call me around 10 AM. I went home and was just, FREAKING OUT inside, and we ate dinner and watched Pitch Perfect. Which helped a bit to relax me. 

Well, I set  my alarm for 9:30AM so I would be at least kind of awake when they called, and just laid there in bed until about 10:20AM when Mike finally called me. GOOD NEWS!!! He said that it was just a worn out O-Ring and it wasn't a big deal, so they just fixed it for me and it would be free for me. (blessin' numero dos. I was freaking out about it costing crazy amounts of money, because I don't have TONS back in savings yet, since I just bought a car, and I had just spent like $65 on clothes and notebooks that I didn't necessarily NEED.) He said that they like taking care of people if not only because they want you to come back and refer your family and friends and co-workers and every person you ever meet to come to them. Which, I do. I highly recommend them. They didn't promise me that it would be free, since it wasn't in my warranty technically. But, they did take care of me. And it's not the snake-y type of nice that you can totally see through that you think of when you think "Car Dealer". You know? 

I just feel so so SO blessed right now. ESPECIALLY because I know that I could definitely be doing better, spiritual wise. And yet, with all my failings and short-comings and sometimes even lack of faith, God takes care of me. He knew that I was stressing and he made it so everything worked out. It definitely feels like those stories that people always tell in Sunday School or Young Women's or Sacrament Meeting or WHEREVER where they paid their tithing instead of say a monthly bill and everything just worked out. I've never thought twice about not paying my tithing, I have always had a really strong testimony of tithing. So, I've always kept up on it and it's never been a big deal for me. And this whole thing just reaffirmed to me that tithing is good, tithing is great, tithing is wonderful. And it tells me too, that I'm not doing as bad as I thought I was. Because I was feeling SERIOUSLY SPIRITUALLY BARREN lately. And it's something I've been working on. And I can't even muster anything NEAR good enough adjectives to express how blessed I feel. It's just... everything is GREAT. 

I hope you all have a glorious weekend, my church starts at 9 AM now. Which will be HARD, but nonetheless, good for me. But anyway, have a lovely day! 

    Reille K. 

Friday, January 4, 2013

A Review and a Retraction

Review of 2012, that is. Since I feel the need to do it, and a lot of others are doing it I feel. It'll just be a baby one though.

2012 was a big year for me. I turned 18, graduated from high school, got my first job, let go of people that weren't healthy, moved on from said letting go, made new friends, and bought a car. Plus all the goods and bads in-between. I grew up A LOT this past year. Mostly because that's what society expected of me, actually. I wasn't really ready to grow up, but I'm so glad I did. It was definitely time. I think that NOT going to college was a big part of that. I feel as though I'm more grown up because I didn't go. Which seems a little backwards, but true. Anywho, 2012 was good to me. I hope it was the same for you!

Now, for the retraction. I've accidentally made New Year's resolutions. I know, I know. I said I wasn't going to. But these are very attainable, and not ones that'll only last for a few weeks.

1) Actually make an effort when I leave the house. I didn't wear jeans for basically all of December it feels like. I wear sweats ALL the time. I mean, it's okay to wear sweats SOMETIMES. But not at all times. It'll be good. Simple, but full of impact.

2) Improve myself. It's always a good idea. Always something that is necessary, I feel.

3) I'm going to try not to be so spastic in my blogging. I feel like an ADD child in a candy store sometimes and I post about 17 different things. I feel like it could be confusing, and I don't want that. If I DO end up doing posts like that still, I'll be sure to disclaim it. :)

4) Work on my spirituality. I feel like I've been in a real slump with that lately because when I go to church, I mostly just play with kids, being in Nursery and all. Not that I dislike Nursery, I don't. But I'm just not getting enough spiritual nourishment right now, so, I'm workin' on that too.

5) Work out my ridiculous sleep habits. They've gotten baaaaaad.

I feel like there could have been another one... but I didn't write them down as they came to me when I was talking about it with my seeeester... So, I guess that's kind of it!

      Reille K.

Thursday, January 3, 2013


I logged into Blogger just barely and ALL of my followed blogs were gone. It said I was not following ANYONE. And I literally freaked out. In case you missed the message, I'm really dedicated and I love LOVE all the blogs I follow. So, if you're one of them, cheers to you.

Good news is, I logged out and logged back in and everything was fine and dandy and STILL THERE. Oh, my stars, was I happy. Whew!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

I'm now one of those people...

who count calories! I got a calorie counting app and everything. Which, if I didn't have that, which basically does all the work for me, it wouldn't happen. Because I'm much too lazy for that... which is why I'm in the sitch where I need to count calories in the first place... Heh!

I won't be eating Costa Vida any time soon either... I looked up how many calories a Sweet Pork Salad is... OVER 1,000! Guys, it's supposed to be a salad! Quite ridiculous in my opinion. But it's alright, it'll save me calories AND monies. Which is always the preferable route to go, I suppose.

Now, don't confuse this for a New Year's Resolution. Because it ain't... [oh my gosh, ISN'T. I tried to do it, but I felt yucky.] Anyway, not a resolution. It's a lifestyle change. And I'm ready. REAAALLY ready.
I'm not doing the whole resolution thing this year. I feel like everyone makes resolutions, but no one ever keeps them. EVER. Sooooo, I just don't see the point. Therefore, no resolutions.

Also, whilst counting calories, I don't do the little nibbles on randoms anymore. Which is probably a really good thing! And since I'm trying to not only eat less calories than before (I think? Or I guess just actually caring what the caloric intake will be if I eat this over this and blah blah blah) I can't even eat all my allotted calories! What the heck?! It's all kinds of weird, guys. Anyway... until next time.

      Reille K.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Heeeeeeere it is! 2013 Room Facelift. :D

So, I'm almost positive that all of you are friends with me on facebook... but just in case you aren't or even just didn't see it... I posted a status a couple days ago (Sunday night, I believe) saying I was prepping for my annual New Year's room facelift. And I know my sister and my bestie for two wanted lots and lots of pictures. Therefore, here they be. :)

Here are some (blurry) panorama's of the before. You can see basically my entire room in these... kind of. 

Here are all the before's of individual things. I cleaned my ENTIRE room today. And I found all my cozy socks! Hallelujah chorus', guys. Anyway...
 You can see that I just had a little baby spot of quotes on my wall to begin with. And my desk is crazy. 

 My dresser is ALSO very MESSY. (You'll probably notice the theme...)

 The floor next to my bed is generally super messy too, because I'm too lazy to get up and put something away, or it just seems like a good spot that on the floor but out of the pathway (which isn't really true).

 My Christmas tree! It's orbs of adorbs, right? It's four feet tall. If you follow me on Insta, you already saw it. :) But, this little baby is part of my inspiration for another project you'll see later on in this post. 

Soooo, my room was really messy. But, it's chill, because I totally cleaned it! 


 My Christmas tree got put away today too. Cleaned! 

See? My room is clean! (Don't try to tell me it isn't because I didn't make my bed. I never do that, I find it pointless, because I'm just going to sleep in it again... so what's the point...?)

 My desk is so nice and orderly! :D

I had a picture of my clean dresser too... but somehow it's not there. So you'll just have to see it in the picture of my whole room... 



First project: Lighting. 

Once upon a time, I really love the ambiance my Christmas tree created. It was bright enough for me to still be able to read while laying in bed, but not so bright as my lamp that it didn't allow my body to start falling asleep. I also saw on Pinterest that people hung Christmas lights above their bed/around it/ etc. Soooo...



This also helps me with my bucket list, because I want to do 30 things I find on pinterest, or pinterest inspired projects. Here's one! :)

Second project: Quotes. 

I originally just had quotes kind of immediately around my mirror.


But, I added A LOT. 

 Above my closet...

 Above my door, and connecting the existing ones to it so it all flows. 

And over by my door! I feel like this much is about as much as I can do... but we'll see if it grows again. And there's always changing the quotes too! 

I did some panorama's of this too, so you can see it all together. I took two from different angles, because you couldn't really see the ENTIRE thing in the first one... but the second one is worse quality... so... you get both. :)

Tada! Isn't it just lovely? I'm really happy with how all my projects turned out. It DID take the majority of my day, but that was mostly cleaning. Since my room was AWFUL. Oh, if you cared to know, I did all of this whilst listening to the gorgeous voice of the ginger Brit, Ed Sheeran. He's great! And I think tomorrow I'm going to tackle cleaning my bathroom... but we'll see. I won't blog about that though, it's much more boring and slightly more weird... 

    Reille K. 

Happy New Yeaauhhhh!

So, let's be real. Everyone and their dog is going to or already has posted a New Year post. Which is chill. I find it interesting. 

My bestie texted me last night at midnight, wishing me a happy new year (obviously), since we couldn't be together to watch Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century like we did two years ago. :) Yeah, we're a bit odd. Anyway, he asked if I had any good resolutions. Honestly? I hadn't even stopped to think about it. But I wasn't really planning on any. I made a list a mile long last year, and I broke one not even 5 days later. Not a good sign, right? 

A goal that I never wrote down last year though, and the only one I seemed to accomplish-- Be a better me. I didn't come up with that one until much later in the year, like the summer. It's the only one that stuck. I can see the difference from last new years to this one. It's not exactly a definable thing, but you all know what I mean. I feel different. My situation is better, both spiritually and emotionally. I've surrounded myself with better humans. Well, humans that are better FOR me. I've given myself over to doing things for ME. That make ME happy. It's been great, you guys. GREAT. 

I mentioned my annual new year room facelift... haven't quite gotten around to it yet. But, when I do (which I'm planning on starting right after this) I'll be sure to do a before and after post. :) It's gonna be grand. And it's a tiny step towards doing something on my bucket list. You'll see. Alright, I'm outty. 

Cheers! (and a happy new year to ya), 
           Reille K.