Friday, September 28, 2012

why i don't own a television

My name is Katie, and I haven't owned a television in three years. And no, it's not a form of protest, I'm not doing it to make a statement, and I don't think television is the devil incarnate. I think I just..forgot to own one. Mostly, I'm just too busy for television.

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So I've never seen a single episode of...
the bachelor, the bachelorette, the bachelor pad,
howmanybachelorshowscantherebe?, grey's anatomy, 
modern family, arrested development, parks and rec, 
community, 30 rock, the big bang theory
{insert modern popular show of choice}

...do I feel like I'm missing out?

mehhhhhh.

Don't get me wrong, I have many treasured memories of childhood TV shows and movies that I still love to quote with my friends and family.

When I do watch TV, I prefer the classics:
boy meets world, saved by the bell, gilligan's island, 
happy days, sabrina the teenage witch, full house, etc.

But as for actually owning a TV...
I honestly never ever miss it.
except for during the olympics but there are ways around that.

...what about you?

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the minnow would be lost, the minnow would be lost,
katilda

Thursday, September 27, 2012

the dangers of curbs & egg rolls

before i even start this post,
my true and honest feelings toward my body this week:

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...right.

remember how i'm training for a marathon?
well things were going just dand-a-landy, they were indeed...

but then...

is it an epic story?

nay.
i fell off a curb.
while walking.
and rolled my ankle in a big way.

and then,
i totally scratched the inside of my throat last night.
on an egg roll.
i've never been so keenly aware of peristalsis.

the ol' bod can't catch a break this week, eh?

but don't worry,
i made it all better with an asian manicure indulgence yesterday:


and how can i be melancholy with sparkles on my fingers?

hobblity hobble (sparkle) hobbleson,
katilda

freelancing for Transform You AZ.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

natural light vs. electricity

in my office, we never turn on the lights.

you see, we have this perfectly lovely window. it's an ingenious invention, if you haven't heard of one. it's like a magical portal to free, healthy lighting.

consulting a map by my hostel window in portland

when people flip the dreaded light switch, causing me to be bathed in a sea of yellow haze and deathly hallows, it's like a wicked witch of the west scene up in here.

you know, the shrieking and melting. not the parts about being green. and nobody takes my broom. and i actually don't have a flying monkey to my name. but maybe i should get one?


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the point is, i detest electric lighting. i put off using it as long as possible every day, i.e. it must be pitch black before i even consider it. there are few things i loathe more than when i'm reading a book in a perfectly sunlit room and someone walks in and flips on the dreaded yellow lights.

whyyyyyy?!

*cue the melting*
*and jaundice*

do you have feelings on this? or am i the only one who will list light bulbs as a pet peeve?


sorry, thomas edison. it's nothing personal. vitamin D for the win. 

Monday, September 24, 2012

would YOU live in a tiny house?


this appeared in my facebook feed the other day:


you guys, i shouldn't be allowed to read such things.

because now i want to live in a tiny house.

it's like this little simple-yearning hippie inside me started frolicking around and writing poetry about the oppression of the city and piles of junk i don't even use, and that inner hippie said, "Yes! Yes! Tiny House! Let's order Tiny House T-shirts! In organic cotton!" she is quite vocal, that inner hippie.

and now you have to read the article!

would YOU live in a tiny house?

if i didn't have such a hefty book collection and copious amounts of thrifted threads this might be more feasible for me.


...maybe i could get a two-story tiny house to fit my library?


Friday, September 21, 2012

my new writing website!

pssst. look over in my sidebar. 
there's something new.
hire my writing?
yes, it's true...

i made a goal at work this quarter:
make myself a professional writing website

so after a few dozen hours,
microsoft painting because i don't know photoshop,
and tedious blogger HTML battling...

viola!
katie writes is born!

meet my new baby:


she weighs a healthy 8lbs, 6oz
has a naturally nice temperament
and i think she has her mother's eyes

see a list of some of my published work.
send me a message in my fancy contact form.
read my first writing-themed blog post on there.
and let me know what you think!

i'm a right proud mama.
right proud!

pretending to be a web designer,
katilda

Thursday, September 20, 2012

where i'm dying to go before i die: europe edition

if you follow my pinterest
or read yesterday's rambling post,
then you're well aware that mr. travel bug has bitten.
and he has bitten something fierce!

i'm definitely on a Europe kick.

here's where i'm currently dying to go before i die:

italy

ireland

finland
to sleep in a glass igloo under the northern lights

england

holland

the netherlands

russia

did i miss anywhere you highly recommend?

i just suddenly have this distinct and insatiable feeling that there is an entire world happening and i am somehow missing it whilst being tucked in one little corner.

born to run,
katilda

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

18 thrilling details about my life


in the spirit of being a real human being,
here are 18 real-human-being details of my life this week:

1. work is busy
2. i want to live in europe for about a year or something
3. i started a travel board on pinterest
4. i found a rubber snake in the produce section
5. i think the deli man put it there
6. he had the crazy eyes
7. the deli man, not the snake
8. admittedly, they both had the crazy eyes
9. i think i need to eat more iron? how do you tell?
10. i'm in a running funk but training must go on
11. i bought three little pumpkins
12. i am ready to welcome autumn with open arms
13. i finally bought real groceries yesterday
14. it'd been a looong time
15. i ate chocolate cake for first dinner yesterday
16. i ate second dinner later, don't worry
17. i honestly don't even like chocolate cake very much
18. the following picture speaks to me:


tell me some things about your life, maybe?

there's a snake in my boots,
katilda

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

100 followers & a discount code

happy 100 followers of my blog day to me!


good job and thank you to all you lovely readers.

now let's make it an even 200, shall we?

also, the facebook page ain't doing too shabby with 140 fans.

and, here's some other good news:


well, they're offering 10% off to katilda.com readers!

#wootwoot

just use the code Katilda at checkout.
their stuff is dirt cheap anyway, but the code certainly doesn't hurt.

it is a day of celebration!
mayhaps i'll go eat more BBQ chips,
from the bag as big as my torso:


if i live to be 100,
katilda

Monday, September 17, 2012

into the woods i went

i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
e.e. cummings






did you notice my katniss everdeen swag,
katilda

p.s.
how much do i want a nightstand made of vintage suitcases??
cabin decor always inspires me greatly.

Friday, September 14, 2012

how to be a terrible audience member

earlier this week,
i took my papanwa out on the town to see les miserable!
my 4th time seeing it, and still epic as ever.


however.

today's post is brought to you by the following classy patrons:
the three women in Portal 10, Row 5, seats 28, 26 & 24
the couple sitting in front of me
and some inappropriately vocal person in the floor seats

straight from the example of the experts, i give you...
how to be a terrible audience member:

1. whisper through the entire performance
2. whisper increasingly louder as the night goes on
3. laughing during emotional numbers is also a great idea
4. singing along in a silly voice is an even better choice
5. is someone texting you every 20min? go ahead and answer!
6. and be sure to shine your phone around as long as possible
7. ignore the pointed stares and exasperated sighs from your neighbors
8. let out a catcall during the end note of "I Dreamed a Dream"
9. try and always be the last one clapping, because that is totally still funny after 8th grade.
10. cheer loudest for the trashy Thenardier characters at the end, which actually ignites a fair level of humorous irony. 
11. disregard the fact that you're sitting in tiered balcony seating, and be sure to lean wayyy forward for the entire show. 
because i so loved seeing your heads block half of every scene.

*insert every sarcastic facial expression i can muster*

good thing it's nigh unto impossible to ruin such an amazing show,
katilda

Thursday, September 13, 2012

modestpop.com Claire shirt review

hey howdy hey!
welcome to my very first a-clothing-company-sent-me-something-in-the-mail-so-i-could-wear-it-and-talk-about-it-on-my-blog-and-that's-really-really-cool blog post!

heard of modestpop.com?
it's a new clothing site with a unique business model:
all items are $15 or less
all clothing is modest
new items are posted daily, and stay for 24 hrs or until sold

for my review, i selected the Claire top:


and here's a crappy fuzzy photo of me wearing it:

ruffled collared shirt underneath from target, denim skirt from goodwill,
shoes from payless & belt from who-knows-where.

what i like most:
the floral print & bold colors
the ruching on the sides makes it good for tucking in
the zipper at the neckline

what i like less:
it could be because i have a significantly small shoulders/chestal region,
but the neckline was too wide and gappy on me.
but, i like the layered collar look so it works out!
and yes, i used the word "chestal."

and guess what?
i'll be hosting a modestpop giveaway verrrry soon!

go stalk their site in the meantime & stay tuned :)

modestpop sounds like soda pop,
katilda

p.s.
click here to learn why modest clothing is important to me.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

california, in 12 pictures

i left my heart somewhere on the west coast last week.
i tend to do that when i travel.

but seriously,
four solid days on huntington beach?
and newport beach and balboa island?
a girl really can't complain.

so here it is, in exactly 12 photos:

1. my first rental car. 25 never looked so good.

2. sooo...batman beach towel? yesplease.

3. yes, that would be a caramel apple gelato cone.

4. artistic wanderings in a plaid shirt, because i can.

5. the gorgeous LDS temple in newport

6. my lovely traveling companions

7. toes in the water

8. devouring my PBJ on the beach

9. "it's just that my insides, want to be on my outside."

10. warm shoulders & sunset magic.

11. mormon girl water toast

12. adventurous paddle boarding excursion in the harbor

aaaand just to make it an even baker's dozen...

13. adventures with my sister's crazy-eyed autocorrect:


glory glory galapagos,
katilda

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Remembering 9/11, Never Forget


hello my friends!
i have many wonderful pictures to post from my california trip,
but today i'm taking a moment for something far more important:

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"If there is a spiritual lesson to be learned from our experience of that fateful day, it may be that we owe to God the same faithfulness that He gives to us. We should strive for steadiness, and for a commitment to God that does not ebb and flow with the years or the crises of our lives. It should not require tragedy for us to remember Him, and we should not be compelled to humility before giving Him our faith and trust. We too should be with Him in every season." Thomas S. Monson

read more of a Mormon prophet's words on 9/11 here,
and go listen to this song and this song, as much as needed.

also, go hug someone you love.


#GodblesstheUSA

katilda

Thursday, September 6, 2012

writing: foretaste

i hold you in the space between my teeth and the back of my throat
i know this taste
i know this part
i know what's next
i curl my tongue around the acrid bite
and put off the inevitable
knowing it'll sting on the way down
but there's always hoping that it won't
that maybe this time it won't
won't
there's always the hoping