tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73633308038922888072024-03-19T03:34:15.046-07:00life & other good thingsKatrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-47972556517201914842012-11-17T19:26:00.001-08:002012-11-17T19:33:00.155-08:00Photo Card<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Shutterfly has a great deal on Christmas cards through today, so we made a few to send to those who helped us get to India (sorry everyone else, it gets pricey for our little budget - but here it is for you to see!). And by embedding this, I get a discount later :) </div>
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-88518565741375323072012-11-10T09:53:00.000-08:002012-11-10T09:58:04.273-08:00My dearest mother<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I am so thankful for November 9. It's one of my favorite days because it marks the day my mother was brought into the world. Not only is she essential to my existence, but she has been so fundamental in shaping who I am. And I love her, of course! </div>
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Because of Mom, I know who I am. I am of worth, I am a daughter of God, I am part of a loving eternal family. And I am happy.<br />
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Because of Mom, I know the temple is important, and I know that serving others is what makes us happy in life. I know that love means sacrifice and selflessness, because that is how my mother is. She is the most charitable person I know - so giving of her time and talents and warmth. I am trying every day to be more like her. I hope I can be the kind of mother she is.<br />
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Because of Mom, I know I am capable of so much. She has been my cheerleader and my motivation. Even when I don't believe her, she always seems to know where my strengths truly lie. If I'd listened to her more, I think I'd be even better off than I am now. But she has never been pushy; she has always let me choose. And perhaps that's worth more than a perfect career path. <br />
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Because of Mom, I have a wonderful dad. Thanks for getting him to get engaged to get married, Mom. :) You two are the best parents I could ever dream up. I know that my perspective on marriage and my relationship with Kyle are so much founded upon the love and friendship I know you two share.<br />
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This simple blog post cannot adequately express how much you mean to me, Mom. But know that I love you and I miss you! And I think you are gorgeous! I just can't wait to be with you again at Christmas!! How I wish we lived closer. Happy (belated) birthday, Mama!</div>
Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-17327579110749814242012-11-07T19:04:00.002-08:002012-11-07T19:06:24.971-08:00A new camera?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Lately, when my mind goes idle it turns to the possibility of a new camera. It sounds funny, and maybe a little greedy, but what can I say? I'm excited.<br />
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I've been so grateful for my trusty little guy, but he's getting pretty old and I am outgrowing him. I've been at the point (for a while) where I feel restricted because of my camera's quality and the lenses I have. This may not mean much to many, but I just feel like writing about it. So I am.<br />
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It's kind of neat to do something where you literally <i>see </i>the progress that you've made. I am excited to expand and grow still. And I am excited to try and do so in a way that does not involve comparison or worries about external opinions.<br />
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I like to take pictures; photography is a way for me to let my creative side free and enjoy nature. It helps me connect with the simplicity of life. It makes me feel alive. I may not create much of anything monumental, but my photos make me happy. Photography is not me, but it is one small way I can be expressed.<br />
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-13481407354498612292012-10-31T23:35:00.001-07:002012-10-31T23:52:32.355-07:00Windows<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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During one of our last weekends in India, we took a trip - and landed ourselves in the most touristy place(s) we'd been: Jaipur and Agra.</div>
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Though I missed the less-scavenged feel of Hyderabad, there were many beauties up north. Prayer trees were my first favorite novelty, and in a close second came the windows. They just took my breath away. </div>
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Perhaps it was the beauty and intricacy of the marble that caught my eye, but I think the way they celebrated light is what truly stole my heart. How I wish I had a window like one of these!</div>
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<span style="font-size: small; text-align: left;">Took some maternity photos for a friend (who also loves photography) and her hubby last week. It was an honor, and so much fun. She wanted a fall feel for her October baby, so here's what we got.</span></div>
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They're loyal BYU fans, like myself.<br />
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Now her lovely baby is out into the world and oh so darling! Congrats!!</div>
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Started an intermediate photography class with my bff Rachel, and our teacher is great! I feel like it will be a lot of stuff I know (cause most people are trying to learn manual and I've been doing it for three years now), but I'm excited to be able to step back and rethink my technique and learn all that I can. And of course time with Rach is the best part.</div>
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Since Kyle was out of town for Friday night date night, I decided to stroll down our street and practice some photoing. </div>
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-36820056172808567612012-10-06T17:57:00.001-07:002012-10-06T18:02:56.999-07:00Life After India<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's been almost two months since we concluded our adventure. Though transitioning back to life in the US is much easier than being tossed into the pungency and bustle of Hyderabad, it's no secret that it's a little less exciting.<br />
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We came back with suitcases full of hard-bargained souvenirs, minds teeming with memories, and hearts bursting with a variety of indescribable human emotions. But my favorite thing that we brought back was each other.<br />
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Kyle-and-Katrina are a little different now. A little stronger and a little more adventurous. I don't think we really realized it while we were in India, through the excitement and the tears. But now we see it. And it's mostly in the small things.<br />
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Bobbling our heads when we're in agreement, Indian style.<br />
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Finding ourselves choosing to read <i>The Chronicles of Narnia </i>together instead of watching a movie when we have one of those rare free-but-lazy nights (though we still love movies).<br />
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Being a little more adventurous... and [me] being willing to get less sleep for it.<br />
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And best of all, we're closer.</div>
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After new experiences like learning to navigate the Indian transportation system, sharing a room with another couple (which ended up being a blast), and living through nights so hot you can't sleep, it makes sense we've come out stronger.<br />
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I'm so happy to know this is not the end of our adventures. I know most, or likely all, of our future adventures will not be along the lines of working together abroad, but I'm sure glad we had this one. Now let's see what's up next!</div>
Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-45171778576244767602012-05-22T03:20:00.003-07:002012-05-22T03:20:50.188-07:00in India. no big<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey guys, in case you were unaware, Kyle and I are in our second week in India... crazy. For the summer we created a blog called<br />
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Also, our team blog is <a href="http://india.help-international.org/">http://india.help-international.org</a> if you want to hear more often about what we're up to.<br />
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So far it's been so extreme - good and bad, beautiful and dirty, hot and... oh wait, only hot. But I am learning a lot and I think it's going to be one of the greatest experiences of my life. it's definitely going to be hard. but I'm sure it'll be worth it.<br />
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<br /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-86850185597488390332012-05-07T15:19:00.001-07:002012-05-07T15:20:23.708-07:00Graduation time!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Took a few graduation pictures for my dear friend Rachel. For some reason they're not letting me export them very easily, so I can't do a bunch but here's one for fun.<br />
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This Bella is in Italia now! On to great things and beautiful experiences. I miss her!</div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-78762589211686579692012-04-18T20:47:00.000-07:002012-04-18T20:47:18.179-07:00Cute family!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yesterday I got to take photos for this great family! They are some of the kindest people I know, and their smiles match!</div>
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It's too bad the light was a little crazy, but this was just too cute!<br />
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Thanks for letting me have fun with you guys!</div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-80358208503431469722012-02-26T17:10:00.000-08:002012-02-26T17:10:04.331-08:00Spring | /spriNG/: (noun) the reemergence of photos<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Some photos taken on campus doing an assignment for class. Nothing amazing, but I just love taking them. And it shows how much like spring this winter has been... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRRF-gSgUHv7sbF1x-sEmLEi5K0r1nwq9ht9k80OP9Gt0ZYrdZYLDhptJtndnPg_Iqc_bokfzSUMn3epjK9o3-j3AmT_r3n9Ea9hFVIRJzRl6epTvohTc5C-9QZkit3PV-fA4lhgbCmSR3/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRRF-gSgUHv7sbF1x-sEmLEi5K0r1nwq9ht9k80OP9Gt0ZYrdZYLDhptJtndnPg_Iqc_bokfzSUMn3epjK9o3-j3AmT_r3n9Ea9hFVIRJzRl6epTvohTc5C-9QZkit3PV-fA4lhgbCmSR3/s640/IMG_0016.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>While I was wandering around, I happened upon another girl taking photos who stopped these pogo-ers and asked to take their photo. It was a cute little scene.<br />
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I've started a new blog with some info about our new adventures... I'll probably post on that more frequently for the next few months. We'll update it often (or at least that's the plan) with info about our preparations, and finally stories about our projects and adventures in India!<br />
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<a href="http://lettersfromhyderabad.blogspot.com/">http://lettersfromhyderabad.blogspot.com/</a> </div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-19049721365637921202012-02-06T20:26:00.000-08:002012-02-06T20:28:36.513-08:00postscriptI am starting a photography class this week. And I am so. ex. cited!<div><br /></div><div>So hopefully I'll be posting photos a bit more often again... and posting some I've taken during this hiatus. </div><div><br /></div><div>This makes me happy.</div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-1743518728287850212012-02-06T19:31:00.000-08:002012-02-06T20:25:29.780-08:00Charity<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sitting in the temple last week I had the opportunity to think about charity. What better topic is there, really? But this time it was like a new topic completely, at least to me.</div><div style="text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;">The scripture that got me going was <a href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/nt/1-jn/4.18?lang=eng#17">1 John 4:18</a> - "perfect love casteth out fear." Thinking of all of the things that worry me, scare me, even paralyze me, it is amazing to think that love - perfect love -banishes them if I let it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>So my mind went like this.</div><div><br /></div><div>Perfect love, that's like Christ's love. And the pure love of Christ is called charity. So it's kind of charity casts out my fear. But I usually think of charity as something I need to possess so that I love <i>other people,</i> so I see them for who they are. Yet this scripture makes it seem like it's something for<i> me</i>. Maybe charity isn't just Christ's love that I need to have for others, but it's Christ's love I need to <i>accept</i> for myself. That's how it casts out fear. Perhaps my usual construal of charity skips a step. (For some reason lessons on God's love for me and charity never overlapped in my mind... who knows why?)</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Charity is something I work to have everyday for other people. Kindness, patience, love, non-judgement. And this is so important. But I think that to have that degree of love, to truly see others for who they are and have real charity, we need to possess it for ourselves. It is a gift. We need to feel our worth and our purpose. And as we accept the love of Christ for ourselves and seek after it, it will naturally radiate. I can't skip straight to praying to purely love others if I can't first feel that love for me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>This isn't to say that we have to be 100% positive self-esteem, confidence, and happiness all the time. And it doesn't mean that we need to focus on our own needs<i> primarily</i>. But I do think it is <b>vital </b>that we take the time we know we need to rejuvenate and remember our relationship with God<i> first</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Spend time with God everyday, even if it's just reading a few verses of scripture. Pour your heart out in prayer. Do things that make you feel happy - that make you feel like the best you. If you love to cook, don't go too long without trying out a new recipe. If nature enlivens you, take the long way walking home.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I believe that we were given talents and desires to bless our lives as well as the lives of others. Developing our gifts isn't just for the end result. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if it is more for our learning and joy along the way. So don't be frustrated when you feel you fall short in a skill. The important thing is that you took the leap, and that you keep going. Enjoy the journey.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>So much changes when I do this in my life. When I stop getting caught up in daily tasks and comparing myself to others, and just find simple ways to love myself. I am so much more loving to other people when I make sure to remember who I am - I, Katrina, who loves to dance and cook and take photos and serve others and drink in nature. I am supposed to be me, with all that comes with me. And I remember that so much more when I stay close to God every day, and when I don't forget to use the gifts he has blessed me with. That allows me to rejoice in others so much more than when I'm unsure of myself.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now when you read <a href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures/bofm/moro/7.48?lang=eng#47">Moroni 7:48</a>, maybe you'll have a new aspect of charity to pray for. At least I do.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUd2uxS3M7s-tVjLBaaU2ZO69Nf0JZL9Oz447LAAw35e_o89SNVr8MdNP2TpN1yaWaArjgtdwPU6yXUD2Y21SbJH8xSE6_VWnVtPAPFA2HIVMPp8u3-mg0-VpBUh5AbuCpXoeJ1RaSNCuS/s400/daisy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706243222608490754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div></div></div><div><i style="line-height: 22px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto; ">"Wherefore, my beloved brethren, pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love, which he hath bestowed upon all who are true followers of his Son, Jesus Christ; that ye may become the sons of God; that when he shall appear we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is; that we may have this hope; that we may be purified even as he is pure. Amen." </i><span style="line-height: 22px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto; ">Moroni 7:48</span></div></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-54280741518817830912011-10-18T16:49:00.000-07:002011-10-22T15:35:51.101-07:00Gratitude<div>I drove home from work today with my windows down - hair flying everywhere - just drinking in the crisp air and changing leaves. I felt so happy and so grateful for the subtle beauties of this life. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's not that I haven't enjoyed my rides home before, but today I was unrestrained in my joy. And what was it that unlocked my wonder? I think it was gratitude, plain and simple and true.</div><div><br /></div><div>Kyle and I have been thinking about gratitude the last couple of days because we prepared a family home evening lesson on it to share with another couple we joined for family night. We both gravitated towards the topic, probably because we mighta, sorta needed it. Most of our studying came out of <i>Standing for Something </i>by President Hinckley. </div><div><br /></div><div>As we read, we were amazed at the wonder that he finds in every situation. Though he's seen slums and degradation in his travels and obviously understands the wickedness alive in this world, he is constantly optimistic and amazed by the good. He did not give any fancy explanations about what gratitude is or how to get it. He mostly described what he is grateful for, and how gratitude is the foundation for all other virtues. His advice for us: work at it.</div><div><br /></div><div>So just in the last 24 hours, I have. I feel a weight lifted in a way. I am focusing on the better, lifting my sights, not settling for ingratitude because it's easier. I know it will take work to keep it, but I know it's possible. So I am going to try and keep a sort of gratitude log at least in my mind every day, just like Elder Eyring suggested.<br /><br />Wanna know something else cool about gratitude we learned in our studies? Gratitude is exalting. And I don't think it's because it's going to be like, "Hey, you were such a thankful person, here's some great attributes and glory." No, I think it's because the very attitude of gratitude makes us humble and allows us to receive so much more goodness in our lives. Being grateful makes us better. And that is really cool.<br /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-39069443410685431482011-09-08T15:45:00.000-07:002011-09-08T16:02:44.744-07:00a list just because<span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>This week I've:</b></span><div><br /></div><div>-been hired for full time employment at ancestry.com</div><div>-cooked coconut curry for the first time... and it was delicious</div><div>-learned how to freeze zucchini, corn, etc. by first blanching it</div><div>-been reading <i>The Picture of Dorian Gray</i>, which has both intrigued me and disgusted me</div><div>-found that my second-to-little toe is somehow jarred really bad (no matter how much I wish it wasn't) and I do not know what I should do next... I pray it doesn't mean I have to stop running :(</div><div>-done more organizing in our apartment and finally took our pile of stuff to DI</div><div>-picked up a bit of crocheting again... there might be more on this later if all turns out well</div><div>-started thank you cards</div><div>-watched some great speeches online about creativity and changing the way we think (I'll post the links below)</div><div>-basked in the complete happiness that is being married to my best friend!</div><div><br /></div><div>And I get to go to the temple tonight!</div><div><br /></div><div><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>The speeches I mentioned:</b></span></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>*this one makes me want to delve into my creativity and get past my fears... for I have many when it comes to creating things:</div><div><a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/elizabeth_gilbert_on_genius.html">http://www.ted.com/talks/elizabeth_gilbert_on_genius.html</a></div><div><br /></div><div>*this one gives an interesting perspective on education and divergent thinking. Very interesting:</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zDZFcDGpL4U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe> </div><div><br /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-62064405008483333982011-08-31T19:06:00.001-07:002011-09-02T13:44:17.609-07:00zucchini gardenEarlier this summer, amidst all of the craziness of wedding prep, we decided we wanted a little garden at our new home. So we planted some zucchini and yellow squash. (And some tomatoes, but we don't need to talk about those). <div>
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<br />Next, we headed over to Yellowstone because Kyle's aunt and uncle generously gave us two nights' stay there.The drive was interesting, to say the least. Both of us were feeling under the weather, there were miles and miles of roadwork (in Montana??), and the car was doing some weird jerking things now and then.
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<br />Long-story-short, the front tires were <span style="font-style: italic;">different sizes</span> and it took the whole day we were going to go into the park to get them replaced. So, we went to Yellowstone, but didn't actually set foot <span style="font-style: italic;">in</span> Yellowstone. But that was probably for the best. </span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span>We went to shops, watched movies, ate huckleberry ice cream.</span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span> Plus, it gives us a great excuse to go back sometime. :)
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<br />Now you're probably wondering about the event itself. Well, our wedding day was wonderful. But what else could you expect? Started quite early, and we got stuck in some nerve-wracking traffic, but that's about as far negative as you get. Our sealing was so special- my dad even cried. :) We had so many friends and some wonderful family to share the day with. We even got a little Seattle sprinkling when we first got out of the temple (wouldn't be home without it, right?). Our photographer was awesome (see below), the luncheon was delectable and perfect, it didn't rain on our reception... I could go on forever.
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<br />I am so grateful for everyone who came, who helped, who were by our sides throughout the process. My heart bursts with happiness knowing how many wonderful people I know and get to be friends and family with! What a blessing to get started with such an abundance of love and support and example.
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">I'm sure I am still quite blissfully new to all of this and things will change a bit, but I am excited to keep learning and doing everything I can to keep life and love vibrant. Already I have seen so much more beauty and variety in Kyle than I ever knew before. Marriage is such a blessing. The temple is amazing. There is definitely a power in our relationship now that was not there before. That is why I have all the faith, hope, and optimism in the world.
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<br /><div style="text-align: right;">(Thanks to <a href="http://angiepenrose.blogspot.com/">Angie Penrose</a> for our beautiful photos! When we get the rest, you'll see them. Don't even worry.)
<br /></div></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-83207939171694704042011-07-12T12:49:00.000-07:002011-07-12T13:17:53.036-07:00I'm sensing a trend...This seems to be how half of my journal entries and blogs start: "So I know I haven't written in a while, but..." And I guess that's just how life goes.<div><br /></div><div>Basically, I just felt like I should mention something of how AWESOME my life is. I get to go home on Thursday and see my family, and then a week later I am marrying my best friend! Doesn't get much better than that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Usually with awesome comes lots of stuff to do too. I can honestly say that the past few months have been some of the hardest just because I have felt pulled at all ends. The last few weeks have been better, but last month... man. It was tough. It's hard to feel like you've gotten worse at something, especially things that used to be strengths. I felt like I used to be able to be happy and serve others and do hard things so well. I was just bursting with new insights and gratitude all the time.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I've learned a few things. I don't have time to really flesh them out in my mind before I blog like I like to do, but I just love being able to think through writing. I've learned that I need to be more grateful and less hard on myself. I have learned the importance of doing what you know you should do when you know you should do it. Even if it seems totally unrelated to the rest of your life, it will help you in all other aspects. I finally not only accepted that I was supposed to do a certain thing but actually did it, and it seems like ever since then I've been less overwhelmed. I know it's because of the blessings of doing what we're supposed to, even if the only blessing is a clear conscience and a greater sensitivity to the Holy Ghost.</div><div><br /></div><div>So those are my thoughts and updates. Not eloquent. But they're mine. </div><div><br /></div><div>And I am so excited to get married to the most wonderful man I know. He's so patient, so loving, so devoted to what is right and to me. We're off on a grand adventure together! Even in the last few months, I feel I have grown so much, and that we have grown so much closer. I think it's because it has been a bit more stressful, but we've been committed to each other and to helping each other come closer to Heavenly Father. I am so grateful for this start to life!</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and if you're wondering who this wonderful fella is, here are some engagements for your perusal. (What I haven't mentioned yet is just how stinkin handsome he is!)</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpZ88z1qWdc7cq9jykV3_2PAj5HAutJ3iq4h6CNXkJ-U2HDL_wT-nQ2b7rLGq_mM3DMWq9s64dan6gG4DaWuNBj5gWFkPC1zpcoFCd-vqVziegGNqmZeZSa2pTuDtNdHyZa9dsKUKvKHP/s400/kandk+%252815+of+21%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628558901618686130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-QQbLwOCGf7o2GZ_N-fLDqSIOB1m-fNr8WkKrMmLtqT_tSut_lD798dlFNQoN4-6a9cdcNYvX6HIIkwzL4GN40CxYm8L45-e39Ptl_lQg1NDWo-7Enk3_-1zj5GkauzM8nfuj_1oRkVvN/s400/kandk+%25288+of+21%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628558905329388642" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP-c8kLADTfuJHOb5Q8N3uatZloF3iIn5dfiajrdxq9MUV4caz-jSrif3Y_dAwNOYLuVjD82moo4hpq2tuWPSO28ow-vAkbvRxJHxULvsyHRfHGCjs2oEztf24sb1d4WsQQMnFp_kcabD7/s400/kandkphotos+%25288+of+137%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628558915137576258" /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKlR-SBKjrNyrFNWCCjBwNzc2lDTQxgu3UrW1Qzz68iEN2yoi8CrfvI2wcST9LvZHNWaCWCyLOHfBZsHHTzuuljtV799vdTnIsSJldiiQ1P3DG04-Dkd_vWehpoTI-3ylWV65A9XjM938h/s400/kandkphotos+%2528116+of+137%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628562139587312946" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Michelle Sutterfield for your talented photography skills. And your general awesomeness.</div><div><br /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-71197641250966771832011-02-19T22:53:00.000-08:002011-02-19T23:36:58.667-08:00priori T'sRecently I've been pondering on priorities. Partly because of looming decisions, but I think mostly because of that constant struggle to try and reach the bottom of the To-Do List and never quite getting there.<div><br /></div><div>Well, I started to think, I know I cannot do everything, but I sure make myself feel like I need to. Why is this? Why can't I just be happy doing the best I can? I know I am doing the things that I know matter most, right?</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUImPw1S_LaIpQQJNa7RhEk3BmhIvSopzZsVkkMxLIomf-mWShihhvllFVft1brXnVWNP-qL-mTzS2mgYUkurSj4fe9Fl-FrZJJburNcsyg8F79eUXCZAEdoEajIUcRYB8TEiVPIusZ6w-/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575669698152228082" /></div><div>That's when it hit me. Have I ever really fleshed out what my personal priorities are? I know in general what is good from parents and church, but what do I really believe? If I know this, I know by what standard to judge my efforts and will most likely be more satisfied with my efforts.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I sat down and figured out, in general, what value I place on various aspects of my life (e.g. family relationships, school, personal development, etc) and in what order I would rank these categories. It's still a work in progress, but it was interesting to set up. How liberating to put down on paper what is important to me so that I do not feel guilty when judging my own actions by external criteria. I can be okay with not getting to the laundry or even doing some reading if I indeed was using my time according to my personal value system.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmwQFyEkIcAmAb_Nt7Js0rNtn5Spvp1ZCC-PBMDkTDJSP08yDSlacpBFkr_muxD1_ScFeihS1OkiUN4xKl3sCaDxg6zUQJR5_M7_u6ycQCOxQl08FOGMAbDpimVUaykfhmxM8kZdUXa5_Q/s400/IMG_2027.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575669687445169122" /></div><div>This is not to say that standards set by family rules or religion are unnecessary; quite to the contrary, they provide us with truth and principles of happiness to gain testimony of for ourselves (this takes effort, struggling, honesty, and heartfelt prayer--but if we seek, we will find what is true and real for ourselves). I feel it is important for each person to live according to his or her own conscience, holding ourselves accountable internally so that we can then be truly accountable to others.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, this may make sense only in my head. But I felt the urge to jot it down, maybe just so I can stumble on it later.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkc3vHw8XSh9YjkYSilTahCXvF0J04yPyAQqFcWeKizdz4ulFKg3grQhhyphenhyphenvZ06lLq8LOmdYzCL1B2FofY3WXQWH9qY88FZ3l_lSkvY5_Itu06rEnmrnCDRtPjUgSHR-AAnvnlkIZGY6HnC/s400/IMG_1977.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575669704620467490" /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-4103693177206954912011-02-16T14:23:00.000-08:002011-02-16T14:38:50.746-08:00The real storyAlthough I blog a lot more during random periods of my life (especially summer when I take lots of pictures), I am still alive. In fact, quite alive. And busy too.<br /><br />Contrary to my last post, I did not end up doing that internship because it did not qualify for public health credit. BUT in the process I learned how much I appreciate school still. I am glad I am in classes because they have been the most influential and amazing classes I have ever had. They are really bringing me home in terms of what I want to be doing with my life.<br /><br />But more on that later. Probably lots more. Every class I'm like, "B!CA!SDJF!H!!ADBF!!!!" ...Meaning that they're pretty much amazing, blow my mind, and give me waaaay too much to think about. And all I want to do is share it because it's so amazing but it's really hard to put down in a few short posts. I'll figure it out though.<br /><br />To get to some real news in this semi-undirected post, I have figured out where I really am going to do my internship this summer: Welcome Baby through United Way. Basically it's this awesome program where I will be helping to educate new mothers on all things baby (nutrition, activities, etc) to help them feel comfortable and answer their questions. (This because I am so experienced, eh? ;) I will be able to connect them with community resources and teach them skills and useful information after I am trained and get going. It's going to be great.<br /><br />Also, I got into a photography class for the spring. Yeah, I know. Fantastic.<br /><br />That's about it. Wonderful semester so far-- really full but not too stressful, just the way I like it. Working at the career center is fabulous because I get to help so many people one-on-one, teaching them principles to strengthen their resumes and feel more confident in their job search.Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-7532702177889951702011-01-04T14:16:00.000-08:002011-01-04T14:21:39.120-08:00Whaaaa?!So I always seem to figure things out at the VERY last minute... I thought I would be doing my internship over the summer but now I suddenly feel like I need to do it this semester and drop all my unnecessary classes. It's fine and I'm excited.... but where I am I going to whip out an internship from?<div><br /></div><div>So I thought to Heavenly Father, "Okay, I will start looking but you better help me out since you're telling me last minute." I looked at the public health blog and found the PERFECT one posted TODAY! Working as a development and non-profit management intern-- with all of the qualifications screaming me, me, and me. I just applied and I realllllllly hope I get it! Gotta hand it to him, Heavenly Father knows what he's doing.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, just had to say something. I have no idea if it's going to happen but I know something will work out. </div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-49439507167006859882010-12-28T13:24:00.000-08:002010-12-28T13:40:39.901-08:00freelensing<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTipSnOShxUmeb7IIKDpy8deZLTeR3INNtI_j61QbhG5bjOErtiHoZsQE3gZe7N4oyVp9n9ln11j79Rnd0T9dZkIz4tXRufo3RmA73tXGpHcjUhMt8rq-VvXnSsGCJaPu12aJpeD5jzmG/s1600/IMG_7848.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTipSnOShxUmeb7IIKDpy8deZLTeR3INNtI_j61QbhG5bjOErtiHoZsQE3gZe7N4oyVp9n9ln11j79Rnd0T9dZkIz4tXRufo3RmA73tXGpHcjUhMt8rq-VvXnSsGCJaPu12aJpeD5jzmG/s400/IMG_7848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555848547240920050" /></a></div><div style="text-align: right;">I was just reading about this technique called freelensing and thought I would try it out. Most of the pictures from my Christmas post were done this way too. It's really fun and I think the pictures turn out real neat.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTipSnOShxUmeb7IIKDpy8deZLTeR3INNtI_j61QbhG5bjOErtiHoZsQE3gZe7N4oyVp9n9ln11j79Rnd0T9dZkIz4tXRufo3RmA73tXGpHcjUhMt8rq-VvXnSsGCJaPu12aJpeD5jzmG/s1600/IMG_7848.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0dB5tVdHctIG6psd4Mq3MOCeB9YOsADt0PNg19LMJjQl-TFDJ3vY1No_2akyogwzZn8hGnWz7pJ_U4dvmHWlptV921BRo9NlaBItqInx46Au-QRyHgoVBoMhkoQHqQHxedZw9MQb5fVv/s1600/IMG_7824.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0dB5tVdHctIG6psd4Mq3MOCeB9YOsADt0PNg19LMJjQl-TFDJ3vY1No_2akyogwzZn8hGnWz7pJ_U4dvmHWlptV921BRo9NlaBItqInx46Au-QRyHgoVBoMhkoQHqQHxedZw9MQb5fVv/s400/IMG_7824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555848543869391746" /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZG-54H1x-3jku3SYcsRLsxdGlIjQAKOi4ZiqOXxrB0A8UNWM920SDtvdqYySo5t-1DLx67lkjC0DZkJDHSI84sSwAbvH5y6Kc4PMTVMNkuiyMia4Ng8vyucARyi7dkx9GRNLxvyJ-WQeG/s400/IMG_7816.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555848538277270450" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk__r7FG7vsJxKkpjlAN_J_5k5w5FB1QT7-BhAkATcHsO5gp1nv7Sy3uIFlNiHg_kpS7fTkU6tqcon2V_xr-v0DnCl9ioWyUHiWOnYdSpiZJzTQTKk9_dXedVhSmGsoAAWIV2m1l9EEzT-/s1600/IMG_7799.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk__r7FG7vsJxKkpjlAN_J_5k5w5FB1QT7-BhAkATcHsO5gp1nv7Sy3uIFlNiHg_kpS7fTkU6tqcon2V_xr-v0DnCl9ioWyUHiWOnYdSpiZJzTQTKk9_dXedVhSmGsoAAWIV2m1l9EEzT-/s400/IMG_7799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555848525521695938" /></a></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363330803892288807.post-32475974345272867222010-12-28T13:07:00.000-08:002010-12-28T13:38:00.513-08:00Merry Christmas!I love this season. And it's sure fun for pictures :) I didn't even need to do any editing on these.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKPgur7_NAB_-5RCWHe0Xt-x9-6h1kY6D8-qfFTF11Lew2hzq0OkYpn-l2K0RgKzDNolywQjPsnw4ZfaCdHQW74AS1wCyE653J1oyrgK70w14FnoD9zIeFTH_JdrSfelhNqkOLFJiL7AI/s400/IMG_7744.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvuVWplJ74tADSixJ5ynf6sBHtKRqczG2PycKWYA9MG6_Ksoa56qv6AP-vkO4dJUNi6IeX8BxOUOSY_4pWaejciYYNSE9REFaxJ3BDOfy_UObpXyhdIu5oksTO-IZjjRyAy0oK9HYhOSz/s1600/IMG_7958.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvuVWplJ74tADSixJ5ynf6sBHtKRqczG2PycKWYA9MG6_Ksoa56qv6AP-vkO4dJUNi6IeX8BxOUOSY_4pWaejciYYNSE9REFaxJ3BDOfy_UObpXyhdIu5oksTO-IZjjRyAy0oK9HYhOSz/s400/IMG_7958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555845373413447170" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt2uEy2wtoCGPhMRmTlzVOQEIMejmqgkdYfZdGUxRS_3hWWgBs07xiZ-cevqIjC7-O8-kUr2EYW0rMLChXLcMMZtQNq_Q45HREktLHC8_ka4gjURUE5A0UYXzmF4D7biIY2KBJRoiqvL1H/s1600/IMG_7931.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt2uEy2wtoCGPhMRmTlzVOQEIMejmqgkdYfZdGUxRS_3hWWgBs07xiZ-cevqIjC7-O8-kUr2EYW0rMLChXLcMMZtQNq_Q45HREktLHC8_ka4gjURUE5A0UYXzmF4D7biIY2KBJRoiqvL1H/s400/IMG_7931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555845364135621490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Dpgtvn53KKAhmij8j9bFPMTxQ-kqA9AlLEtDFsAq0Uk753tcixNpmsjd6E0lCgjqSZ6E4eVu4v2w_-wGSbzDfD5J-ISPjnfcwIJiNVEjPmtC9ONlTbUOiZwTD3aJ6P7ZtEqY56n6ZeZT/s400/IMG_7917.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555845361823907234" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiABnvy2IM6IbVnOdKs6O8fXbQnBILz3lwI6UtxRxXxNXjZLuYxOlpN96P5-0aBYp_qVBrM2MnjWW1rXrYJSQSTiXNInDfoy0aWulA-AYF7l1FhkovGHwwPkTRPxsI5bv8oz_CRRR5ujoPG/s400/IMG_7884.JPG" /></div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13114086554567694509noreply@blogger.com1