Daily Kayla

Nov 28

(via photomagister)

I can appreciate the photo BUT I still hate HDR photography. Too much manipulation for my taste. When a digital photograph begins to look like an oil painting? That’s a fail.

The senior citizen trapped in my body decided to start knitting a blanket yesterday. She loves this soft organic wool so much, she might just add sleeves and make it a snuggie. SERIOUSLY.

We'll Call This, "Kayla's Suburban Aventures."

Scene: Victoria's Secret
Random Guy: Hi.
Me: Umm, hi. *partial raised eyebrow*
RG: So, are you a model in the store?
Gay BFF: *snorts/walks off laughing*
Me: Why yes, yes I am.
RG: I thought so. Can I have your autograph? I'm from South Dakota. We don't see models there.
Gay BFF: *hiding behind bra rack* OH GOOD LORD.
Me: Ok. Sure.
RG: Can I take a picture?
Gay BFF: THIS IS TOO MUCH. I AM LEAVING KAYLA.
Me: *mid pose* OK, see ya in the food court. *pose/smile*

DEAL ALERT: Today only at Target, these Mossimo Crewneck Ultrasoft (seriously, you’ll want to curl up and sleep with it) Sweaters: $8.99

I picked up two this morning: a slate brown/grayish one and cream. SO SOFT. $8.99!

How To Tell You're A Nerd, Example 37.

Getting up at 6:27AM on a Saturday…

since you cannot sleep because you’re in bed mentally writing a research paper.

Nov 27

Forget shopping, I’m off to see Precious/grab coffee/write a research paper.

Toodles!

Nov 26

I have lost control of my hair today.

In the summer, I passed it off as sexy beach waves. I’m not sure that’s going to fly for Winter 09’.

Macy’s Parade 2007.

Let’s relive some of my Macy’s Parade 2007 photos. I’m off to brunch with my sister but I’ll queue them up. Enjoy!

I don’t celebrate strictly American holidays but I figured it would be nice to reflect on things I’m thankful for. Not to be dramatic (what, me?) but 2009 has not been my year. I’d by lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit angry and bitter every day with the following events:

Job loss.
Leaving NY, where I spent seven years creating a life for myself.
Relocating back to Missouri.
Living at my mother’s house and I say mother’s house because this is what happens when your mother remarries while you’re gone for seven years. Being the unemployed house guest = awkward.

However, I am thankful for:

EMPLOYMENT! As of this month. Am I doing what I want? Not exactly. But I’m in my career field. So when the job market reopens, my resume won’t be a complete hot mess. 60% pay cut aside (GRR), the feeling of going to work everyday after so many months of being idle: priceless.
My friends. Even though we don’t live in the same cities these days, we’re closer than ever in a lot of ways. I’ve seen some of the brightest and most capable individuals struggle this year and I know I’ve lent an ear to many during their days of lowest woes and so many have done the same for me. I know I can be a real blah when I get in a funk so anyone who deals with that is a blessing.
Grad school. Finally going back to finish a Masters I started in 2006. Progress = yay.com
My sister. She’s the only person I truly consider family so needless to say, we’re pretty tight.
Health…and the return of health insurance. (December 9th!)
Having the opportunity to write a (paid!) weekly column in my career field. Baby steps.

Is life perfect? No. Am I still a work in progress, overcoming recession set backs? Yes. But overall, I know I should be thankful. So that I am. Life is not always as melodramatic as you make it.

Happy Thanksgiving to my Thanksgiving-celebrating readers. I do like pumpkin pie, so save me a slice. Thanks. :)

Nov 25

Today’s library findings. I’ve always wondered what librarians think of you based on your books…I’d call today’s collection: 20-something who cannot style herself.

Nov 24

nyminute:

heylaney:

joyengel:

apsies:

First Lady Michelle Obama and President Barack Obama await the arrival of the Indian Prime Minister at the North Portico of the White House Nov. 24, 2009. (via)

Damn.

I know I constantly reblog things about this couple/family, but I can’t help it. First family or not, what amazing role models. And I can only hope that one day I’m one half of a couple that looks at each other with this look in their eyes.

Love them.

Ever have one of those days when you just know you look like you shit but you can't even muster up the energy to give a damn?

allthingsalishan:

yeah…that’s me today.

It’s one of those days. I chalk it up to being a pseudo-Friday. I had an outfit issue this morning so I turned a too-short dress into a shirt, threw on black skinny jeans, motorcycle riding boots, costume jewelry and a big ass scarf. I look like a damn fool wearing everything in her closet…and I don’t care. :)