(cute) junk

look how cute this junk is!

new policy

I, Kathleen Anderson, solemnly swear to try very hard not to buy anything (outside of necessities) that I haven't wanted for at least one (1) calendar week.

it's pretty normal to need a big 'ol pinkyful of peanut butter at 4:46pm every day, right?

can't stop making BEEEES

wanna make some bees?
wanna see some bees?
wanna see some more bees?

wishing and hoping and thinking and praying

I keep trying to write this post and having no words to say. Which is funny/wonderful to me because I have never met the people involved. But I guess I've never met the people on the GO WORLD commercials or the Kleenex commercials or the Foundation for a Better Life billboards, etc., and that's never stopped me from crying my teenie heart out for them. It's basically impossible to not be touched by this family and by the many people being generous and loving in their behalf. So, I know it's all over the internet already, but on the off-chance you haven't read about The Nielsons' recent accident and the events surrounding their recovery, today is Nie Nie Day. And there are lots of ways you can help this sweet family. Personally, I've been doing a lot of good-thoughts-sending. Something that I used to feel quite guilty about because it was just 'such an insignificant way to help'. It wasn't until recently becoming the recipient (or at least the daughter of the recipients) of many sweet thoughts that I realized just how powerful they are. But today/this weekend I might just add buying something wonderful to those good thoughts. Which is an awesome way of doubling the impact of your thoughts because you also get something cute and allow the people auctioning the goods to feel successful in their efforts to help. So if you would like to help in this way too, you can donate directly (just click that little guy right down there) or bid on one of these millions of great silent auctions.

i think i always feel like this

hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry

i miss ned

straightest pinky

it's hard to not be in a pretty good mood after walking in from a summertime squash lunch and seeing this li'l cutie sitting on your desk just because someone saw it and thought of you and then bought it for you. sometimes people are just so nice. and yeah, my hair's still short.

the olympics and getting a summer tan

there are some things you have to be really, seriously dedicated to or they'll just pass you right up

andiknowalltherulesandiknowhowtobreakem

thanks a lot, michael phelps

i LOVE the olympics. they are so inspiring/exciting/intriguing. they're why i'm up right now. and about an hour ago, they were why i burned my lemon poppyseed muffins. if i see michael warming up for something, i just can't risk not seeing it to check on baked goods yelling at me from the kitchen. but it was totally worth it.

yes

did i just have a mini-panic about who on earth i'll take to the CHRISTMAS party? was that mini-panic soothed when i remembered that i already have the perfect dress? was that mini-panic also a reinforcing factor in my decision to prolong summer by cutting off all my hair and being so blonde? do i love half-living in a hotel that has amenities like a pool and breakfast and a washer/dryer and air conditioning and social hour? do i love when my goals for an entire weekend read something like 'market, pool, sleep, olympics, sconecutter' and all those goals are met? do i feel equally successful about reaching those goals as i do reaching more 'real' goals? do i think cancer stinks? do i wish i had all the answers? do i love babies? am i upset that i see the exact same flowers that are struggling for life on my front porch completely thriving in planters throughout downtown? do i feel like making lemon poppyseed muffins? do i take some pride in the fact that the fish i named is one of 2 remaining alive? do i wish i could somehow make kids appreciate how awesome it is to be a kid? do i get nervous when people start thinking i can do awesome things? am i getting way better at scramble? am i obsessed with chelsie hightower? am i finally getting my summer freckles? do i wish i were on a cruise like hezzer and cora? should i stop?

say goodbye to this

really though, what if we could fly?

poor Lenny

I now understand why we never had pets growing up. It's really traumatic. One of our dear fish, Lenny, died yesterday. I haven't really even dealt with it yet. I'm glad I wasn't there to see the bewildered staring and darting of Sally, Bunny, Pepper and Li'l Karl as their bowlmate's lifeless body rose to the top of the water. I don't know what went wrong.  

i actually already told myself that. sooooo....

it's just not that much fun to give attention/praises/etc. to people who are constantly reminding you of how capable they are of giving it to themself

stem cells smell like creamed corn

this is something i never thought i would know firsthand.

advice overheard

mom to john:
"be sensitive. don't be like dwight schrute."

awesome.