Category: Confession

Tomorrow night, I’ll be quietly astounded by the sounds of an orchestra. There are only a few songs in the program, which always amazes me. I’m so used to concerts where the artist will play ten songs that I feel like a program with only four songs seems lacking. But then I remember that each song is usually about ten minutes long (if not longer) and there’s usually a little history given about the piece.



When I was in Paris, I remember running (literally running) up the stairs to make the orchestra program I had to see for class. The ushers teased cheered me on, “Vite, vite, mademoiselle, vite!” I sat down right at the emcee was announcing the beginning of the show. The subway practically breaking down and causing me to almost miss everything didn’t cause nearly as much of an adrenaline rush as the music. It was beautiful and intense. Most of the music came from French composers (it was a French culture class), but regardless of the origin, it all felt heavenly.

I don’t claim to have the most sophisticated palate when it comes to music. But music can be a lot like food. Sure, I may consume a lot of junk that pops and fizzes and holds a little substance, but when I’m presented with something that is sumptuous and filling and delightful, it stops me dead. Great timeless music, like food, can capture your heart and still your soul.



Very powerful stuff.

Beethoven is guaranteed to hold my interests and catch my breath. While he’s not the only composer for the evening, the program itself is called Beethoven’s Emperor Concerto. The final song will be the Emperor Concerto which is… wonderful. The man was intriguing and his music astounding. Saying anything else would be unnecessary. Great works speak for themselves, besides, you can read about him, if you’d like.

To end the evening, I leave you with the Emperor Concerto and the soothing Moonlight Sonata.

Auf Wiedersehen, Goodnight.


Happy Easter

Stained Glass Resurrection


Stained Glass Resurrection






Matthew 28

The Resurrection

1After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

2There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

5The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”

8So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.”

Jitters and Impressions

Today I am nervous.

I’m totally second guessing my outfit. But I have received some compliments already. I know I’m supposed to be mostly casual, but I don’t wanna be too informal. And I definitely don’t wanna look like I’m trying to hard.

Sound off if you feel so inclined. I’ll let you know how everything goes sooner or later.

Also, it’s really weird that I like these Kaboodle things. Seriously, I think they’re intended for 13-year-olds.

This is what I’m wearing (belt’s on the waist). Wish me luck!

Casual Date...
Casual Date… by katelynanne

The follow post contains lots and lots of ranting, mention of religious practices and general obnoxiousness.

Not in the mood for the whiny crap? Here’s a cookie, please don’t jump.

Chocolate Chip Cookie

Yum! Peace offerings are delicious.

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Girls’ Afternoon Out

Sometimes you’ve just got to hang out with your mom. I know that sounds strange, especially as a young adult who has should have a thriving social life with peers her own age, but it’s the truth. We hang out well together because we’re different in many ways, but also very similar and we tend to balance each other out. It’s especially good when we both need advice on something or to just be out of a weird situation.

H&M Store

Sadly, no bright colors were to be found at the actual Crabtree H&M.

My mom and I went to Crabtree Valley Mall to visit the new H&M store, which I was so excited for because I haven’t been in one since I was in LA and the clothes are usually a ton of fun and generally inexpensive (something I look for in my fashion choices, naturally). But when we got there we were pretty disappointed with the selection, we knew the crowd would be obnoxious (it was), but we weren’t quite prepared for the limited selection they had. Most of the clothes seemed to be from the past season (as opposed to the spring) making it seem as though though nothing was fresh or… seasonal. We left the store with nothing, but we still had a great time at the mall. We visited most of the stores that they don’t have at Triangle or Southpoint and we just got to hang out and talk.

Honestly, despite seeing some ok clothes, the most fun the two of us had was just sitting and talking over a late lunch at Panera. The topics ranged from work stresses, to relationships, to our own personal growth as women. I love my mom and I think she’s so smart and strong, but probably my favorite thing about my mom is the fact that she acknowledges that she’s still a work in progress. It gives me hope that I can still evolve and grow and become a better version of myself despite how “set in my ways” I may become. Sometimes I worry that my greatest fear in aging is becoming sedentary and just working myself into this insurmountable rut. It’s helpeful to know that I can still change if I see the need to… It’s encouraging to know that I could still be able to recognize the need to change.

One of the other things we talked about was dating. My singleness obviously crowding most of the conversation since my mother is happily married. But since we had the talk, my stance and vision for the post on the Christian mindset towards dating has altered. I still think I hold the same opinion, I just want to address it differently.

Tomorrow is Chuck “reviewcap” Sunday, but I think Monday may have to be about this whole dating thing. Don’t hold me to it, but I may pre-write my post and then time it to be released on Monday just so I don’t forget, but we’ll see.

Until then my best advice is to wait a few weeks before hitting up the H&M, i think they’re trying to take advantage of the grand opening “sales” by putting out old merchandise at normal prices, but that’s just my two cents.

We Regret to Inform You

That your application has been denied.

We’ve decided to move in another direction.

You ain’t getting this job.

Ok, so, maybe I’ve only ever heard the first two, but the third holds the same sentiment. Another job I applied for ended up not working out, but it was a nice rejection. The HR rep called me up and told me that they loved my interview and that they thought I was great and had a ton to offer, BUT they decided to go with someone with more relevant experience, something I don’t blame them for at all. She did say that if there was another position at the company I’d be interested in that she’d be more than happy to put my resume in the right hands.

(After re-reading this post, I realize that it’s a smidge whiny, not too much, but enough to be turribly embarrassing, I put the relevant info above the cut, but if you’re interested, please feel free to follow the jump!)

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I can’t start that quote without finishing with a flourish. Well, today was a bummer, but I finished it up with a trip to the gym and then grocery shopping (for yougurt!) so it wasn’t totally miserable, but sometimes you just get in a funk and you can’t shake it. When that happens I always think of a book I read when I was younger:

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day


It’s a great children’s book, if you’re not familiar, but it always puts things in perspective. Also, when I think about one kid’s book, I generally think of others I used to love when I was little.

Yayyyy Picspam.

goodnight, moon

The illustrations in this book are lovely! And the story is so sweet.

pokey little puppy

All of the Little Golden Books are great, but this always sticks out in my mind.

Dr. Seuss

Always a classic.

Happy Birthday, Doc.