get real

Day One

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Every year it's the same thing.  I get tired of squeezing into my skinnies.  I don't know about y'all, but this is my morning any day I decide to wear jeans.

left foot in

right foot in

shimmy

squat

jump 

squat

left kick 

squat
right kick 

shimmy 

jump

And every year I obsess about diet and exercise until I lose about 20 lbs.  Well it's that time folks.  In honor of the coming winter, I want to be cute in turtle necks and boots!  Tips, tricks, and recipes coming soon!!  

piece and love,

kayla

date night

If you don't know, that handsome young man in my picture is my future husband.  We try to have date night once a week, but it's been so busy lately.

Tonight is the night, folks!

Except it's more like a date DAY because he must be back for a meeting.  Darn Student Government. 

Shout-out to the landscaper with his ridiculous lawnmower interrupting my pieceful blogging time.  If he only knew I was staring him down right now.  

This is the view from my balcony.  Taken from my webcam.  Once I find my camera cord (I can never keep up with that dang thing), I'll have more pictures for y'all.  But for now, the webcam will have to do.  Enough rambling.

piece and love,

kayla

technical difficulties

Excuse the mess as I try to figure out this funny business.  I don't even know how to write my About Me at the moment. But don't worry!

I GOT THIS!

 Meanwhile, allow me to throw some inspiration at you.

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Alright I suppose that's enough..mostly because I'm hungry.

piece and love,

kayla

round two

You see, I had a blog before.  I disappointed my 7 followers by deleting it.  Never in my life have I been able to keep a journal.  I was rummaging through some old things at Grandma's house this summer, and I found one of my old journals.  In one week's time I managed to declare my undying love as well as hatred for a multitude of people.  C'mon.  What do you expect from a 10 year old?  My point is a blog is an online journal, and I'm just not good at journals.

On the other hand.

Writing gives me purpose.  Writing to an audience gives me motivation.  I've been in a funk lately.  All I do is eat Taco Bell and watch The New Adventures of Old Christine--Lifetime 10:00-12:00 Monday through Friday.  I've lost my desire to get out.  I stopped studying and doing homework (I'm a junior in college).  I woke up yesterday with a happy spirit.  

So this is my change.

I'm going to write my pieceful peaces to inspire, and to be inspired.  Life is too beautiful to waste away eating fast food and watching the same reruns every day.

*I promise I know the difference between PEACE and PIECE.

piece and love,

kayla