Today was an adventure.
Of sorts.
I went to "New Employee Orientation" today at Harmons where I will work starting next week as a cashier. I'm so grateful for the job, but I'm very nervous. Especially after all the checker (aka cashier) horror stories I heard today. But it will be good.
Here a picture of me in my new uniform.
Yup...that's me. I love how one side of my arms are tan-ish and the other sides are pretty much just extremely white.
Speaking of white, a traveling sales man came around our house today who was selling cleaning supplies. He said I looked like, "Beyonce dipped in vanilla."
Well, good day.
Sincerely,
Kaitlin R.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
lTuesday, July 19, 2011
I am...
I am going to buy a type writer. A good ol' fashioned beautiful writer of the type.
For as long as I can remember I've always wanted a type writer. They fascinate me. I suppose it stems from my love off all things old fashioned, vintage, and antique.
Also, they make such a delicious sound.
Sincerely,
Kaitlin R.
For as long as I can remember I've always wanted a type writer. They fascinate me. I suppose it stems from my love off all things old fashioned, vintage, and antique.
Also, they make such a delicious sound.
Sincerely,
Kaitlin R.
Monday, July 18, 2011
It's been awhile...
Dear kiddies...
I feel the writers block breaking its long silence.
I feel like I can't remember what I need to say but that there's always something to say. It's rather annoying.
I've decided I'm going to let my thoughts slip out through my finger tips and onto this keyboard which will transfer my words onto the screen and then, maybe then, something good will happen. Some sort of thought, some emotion will be put into the words which, for me, have been "just words" for so long.
Perhaps I should say something about dear Harry Potter. I know everyone's been talking about the books/movies since the last one came out. But I feel that after everything the books have done for me, I should at least declare my undying love for them.
Harry Potter saved me.
Those books brought me from a sad place in my silly elementary school brain to a new world with new friends and new places and new ideas.
Harry Potter was my escape. It still is sometimes. And I don't mean that I was trying to run away from anything. But sometimes things happened, as they always do, and I needed to forget for a little while. And what better place to go than into the adventure that is unlike any other, before or since.
Hope, despair, laughter, love, magic, good, evil, joy, anger, adventure, sadness, and so much more.
May I just say that when I read the last line of the seventh book ("All was well.") I balled like the baby I am for a good long while. I'd cried so much throughout the whole thing already and then, just when I thought I was going to be okay, it hit me. But it is so well worth the tears.
So much of my life has been wrapped up in this. I remember the exact place I was when I read the first book all the way through for the first time. I read it in one day, sitting on my couch, a little girl who's eyes had been opened to magic.
And, though some of it was changed up a bit, I really enjoyed the seventh movie.
Well, that's just some of my thoughts about my dear love for Harry Potter. Thank you J.K. Rowling.
Sincerely,
Kaitlin R.
I feel the writers block breaking its long silence.
I feel like I can't remember what I need to say but that there's always something to say. It's rather annoying.
I've decided I'm going to let my thoughts slip out through my finger tips and onto this keyboard which will transfer my words onto the screen and then, maybe then, something good will happen. Some sort of thought, some emotion will be put into the words which, for me, have been "just words" for so long.
Perhaps I should say something about dear Harry Potter. I know everyone's been talking about the books/movies since the last one came out. But I feel that after everything the books have done for me, I should at least declare my undying love for them.
Harry Potter saved me.
Those books brought me from a sad place in my silly elementary school brain to a new world with new friends and new places and new ideas.
Harry Potter was my escape. It still is sometimes. And I don't mean that I was trying to run away from anything. But sometimes things happened, as they always do, and I needed to forget for a little while. And what better place to go than into the adventure that is unlike any other, before or since.
Hope, despair, laughter, love, magic, good, evil, joy, anger, adventure, sadness, and so much more.
May I just say that when I read the last line of the seventh book ("All was well.") I balled like the baby I am for a good long while. I'd cried so much throughout the whole thing already and then, just when I thought I was going to be okay, it hit me. But it is so well worth the tears.
So much of my life has been wrapped up in this. I remember the exact place I was when I read the first book all the way through for the first time. I read it in one day, sitting on my couch, a little girl who's eyes had been opened to magic.
And, though some of it was changed up a bit, I really enjoyed the seventh movie.
Well, that's just some of my thoughts about my dear love for Harry Potter. Thank you J.K. Rowling.
Sincerely,
Kaitlin R.
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