awkward and awesome thursday

That nice spider who was bravely attempting to land its’ pretty little self on my shoulder while I was applying mascara. I do not think so buddy! Excuse me while I run out of the bathroom and get my BFF Celeste to smash your booty straight up.

Walking into a bathroom, seeing that all stalls are being used except one. Seize opportunity. Awkwardly do my thing in dead silence. Hello?! There are four other people in this bathroom! There should be more noise than me folks!

The caravan of college boys that kept catching up with us on the way to Utah. Taken.

Pretending we are British, talking with fake accents, using British vocab, the uge*, and then someone I haven’t seen in YEARS run up to me (remember, we’re in Disneyland folks), screaming my name. How do you have a conversation with this individual with your fake British accent? A. They know full well you are not the Brit you claim to be. B. There’s a good chance said accent will be commented on, thereby giving away your true identity to all standerbys who have obviously been eavesdropping because they caught an earful of accent and suddenly thought we were the coolest things ever. Cover blown.

Avoiding the 90 line for Hollywood Tower of Terror (aka my favorite ride) thanks to our fast passes. Best idea I had all day.

Disneyland food. Pretty sure I gained ten pounds from the Disneyland diet. Worth every bite.

Walking into my room and finding my bed made. Best. Roommate. Ever.

Thrift stores in St. George. Amazing.

The DI in freaking Vegas. That place is huge. My kind of heaven.

Draw Something. Drawesome.






At least it's shoes and not drugs.

on an exploding suitcase

Looking into my room.

Stepping into my room.

Welcome home!


sunshine on monday

This picture.
And this picture. 
That's my Michael Rudd. Some things will never change...and I'm ok with that.
Find more pictures here.


and she was off

Leaving for good ol' Utah today, where there'll be more of this...
awkward self portraits...
 St. George temple-going....
 pretty red rocks...
 walking around barefoot in real grass...
 cute merry-go-rounding in the court yard...
 probably lots of Cafe Rio, seeing as it's the only place open after 8pm...
 a little bit of Salt Lake...
 and a whole lot of green and flowers...
and let's not forget the thrifting...
Ready or not, Utah, here I come!!

awkward and awesome thursday

One of the blogs I religiously read, the Daybook, does this post every Thursday. Basically it's just a list of awkward and awesome findings or things that happen during the week. It's pretty fun, so I just might join in  every once in a while. Shall we?

When my cell phone goes off twice in one school day. Let's not talk about how it was in the same class. Let's also not talk about how I yelled, "Shut up!" to said phone in the middle of the dang lecture without even thinking after the dumb started ringing the second time. Face palm.

Walking down the hall at the office on my way to the ladies room, passing an attorney, noticing the weird look on his face as he looks at me and passes by, getting to the restroom, looking in the mirror, seeing red something-or-other-who-even-knows-what smeared all over my cheek. Still don't know what the heck it was. Cool.

Not being able to get into my car after I've unlocked it several times and practically yanked the door handle off. Finally noticing there's a baby car seat and a bunch of baby toys in the back seat. Wondering to myself who in their right mind would break into my car, not steal anything, and leave this junk. Realizing this is not my car. Realizing I have an audience of about ten smoke breakers. Realizing my real car is parked right next to my fake one and it's literally the EXACT same. Ten points.

My class schedule next semester. Hello senior year of easy breezy. Where have you been all my life?

A countdown that goes a little something like 2_ instead of 3_, 4_, 5_, etc., etc.

Finally starting cooking lessons. Nevermind that it's almost two years late. Nevermind that it was just a casserole. That was dang good if I might add...Just call me Chef Kymber. Mhmm.

We the Kings. 'Nuf said.

Learning how to longboard. I'm hipster. Nbd.

Leaving for spring break in approximately 10 hours. Ten days filled with good hard F-U-N. Tune in to facebook for updates and surprises. I love being young.

Purchasing a pie from Walmart at 11:50pm so as not to miss out on Pi Day. And then eating said pie in the middle of the living room floor with other crazies like yourself. What was that about loving being young?

The test in my social work class that took me a whole 4 minutes and 2 seconds to take online today. And the 44 out of 40 points I got on it. Boomshakala baby. This is how we roll. I'm not as smart as you think. The teach gave all the answers (we didn't know that's what he was doing at the time) in class the day before. Still unheard of at ASU. But hey, I'll take it. That's what's up.

A shoe count that is now up to 91. I have a problem.


here's to an awesome weekend.

Work at Tobler. Fridays are the best days to work there. So much more fun for some reason...
Donate some goods to the Salvation Army. And earned some extra credit points. Two birds with one stone baby. That's what's up.
Wicked. Was totally wicked. Loved every minute.
MADD walk. Mothers Against Drunk Driving. For my grandma. Miss her every day.
Work at Linton-MILANO Music. Never a dull moment.
Linton-MILANO Music all-studio recitals. Love the students. Love the teachers. Love the talent.
Dinner with a friend. Venting, laughing, eating.
Sleeping in. And here's how it went down...
C: Kymber....K: (eyes shoot open)
C: Are you going to our ward today?
K: Yes...(thinking why wouldn't I??)
C: Well, it's 10:15 (church starts at 11)
K: (closes eyes) Ask me that first question again.
C: Are you going to our ward today?
K: Nope.
Church and family time with the Rudd's. Love them.

And the next two weekends will be just as awesome. Bring it on baby.


just another manic monday

Today is Monday in every sense of the word.

So in an effort to see the good...

I am at work, which means I have a job.
I did a homework assignment on my lunch break, which means I am in school and furthering my education.
I have dishes to do, a pile of laundry to put away, and floors to sweep when I get home, which means I have food to eat, clothes to wear, and a house to sleep in.
I get to go to FHE tonight, which means I have a great ward, awesome friends, and the gospel.
I finally got my filthy car washed this afternoon, which means I have a way to get around.
My mom called me this morning, which means I have family.

And now for some wise words from the Mamas and the Papas.
Monday, Monday....So good to me.