i never know what to write these days.
not much has changed.
work is still going well. i love my job.
the singles ward is still almost unbearable.
i still miss my friends like crazy.
but, i got to see mates of state again a couple weeks ago!
and my thanksgiving was wonderful!
and my niece, ingrid, is the cutest one year-old on earth [how is she one already?? insane]!
in other news, i am my ward's resident spinster.
i am very proud of this.
today, while in relief society, we were talking about marriage [which, by the way, makes me want to scream ENOUGH ALREADY!] and i made a comment about how marriage doesn't magically solve problems, make people happier, or improve one's quality of life. i then went on to say that life is all about improvement and finding joy in everyday life, and that, as single women, we have the power to achieve so many great things if we apply ourselves and focus on who we are now instead of wishing we were in a different situation.
i've never received more confused looks in my life.
and i once walked around northtown mall when i was in high school sporting a hot pink plastic tiara [i was obviously not the super cool person i am today during those formative teenage years*].
i digress.
in celebration of this experience, i have made the following playlist with all my old maids in mind. to my fellow spinsters, i invite you to listen to the dulcet tones of beyonce, fleet foxes, elton john, and maria taylor and give thanks for this marvelous stage of life! in the words of liz lemon, and my new mantra, "yes to love! yes to life! yes to staying in more!"
enjoy!
*this is sarcasm.
3 comments:
Dear Kellie,
I can not wait to get out of this class and listen to this playlist. You're beautiful and I miss you.
Sincerely,
A Fellow Spinster
Well, I think your parents had had all 6 of their kids by the age I was when I had Ingrid. Or at least 5. I love what you said in class, by the way. Such a true sentiment for anyone.
And the only reason you feel like a spinster is because you live in a place like Happy Valley. When Kirk and I moved to Ohio (at the age of 28) people gave us incredulous looks when we told them we were married. They thought we were too young! But I know what you mean, because I was starting to feel that way when I was single and living in Provo at the "ripe old age" of 24.
Yeah, don't worry I'm commenting on this post too. Just get used to it. I love commenting! Just wanted you to know that #1 I adore the name Ingrid and #2 Let me just say "agreed" with everything you said. We are young. And love IS a battlefield. I'm not worried. We've got lots of time.
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