New Blog

Just so y'all know, I switched to a new blog. Take a visit and give me a follow!

marley-kay.blogspot.com

(You may notice it's the same web address as what this one used to be. Trying to keep thing simple.)

Love always,

You're dreamer

Marley kay

The Last Night in the Nursery

(I really hope you understand that reference. If not, please go watch Peter Pan.)

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I've reached the final evening of my youth. Tomorrow's the big day: I'm turning 18. The last few hours of my childhood are ticking away at an alarming rate as we drive and drive our way home from Lake Powell (which was absolutely fantastic, if you wondered).

So, a couple hours and a lot of miles ago in the Anderson Girl Car, Mom, our DJ, started crankin' up the t-swift playlist and "Never Grow Up" came on. I really don't know this song but Mom turned around and shot me a look because, hey, "never grow" up is basically my motto. It's one of those songs that make you all sad but so happy and nostalgic and stuff; not to mention  that my family has been constantly reminding me, much to my dismay, that my childhood will be over in a mere matter of minutes all. Day. Long. You could say I was feeling some degree of grief.

You have to understand that I've never wanted to be a Big Kid. I can probably count on one hand the times I've wished to be older, even then, the only reasons were privileges earned with age. Like, you know, dating and driving, and YW and stuff. I never planned my wedding or even had college plans after high school! (Until these last couple months that is. I mean about college.) I've never really known what i wanted to be when i grew up because i wasn't going to grow up, duh.

Year Eighteen was something that I watched happen to all of my friends and family thinking "whatever, that'll never happen to me," half expecting to be whisked off to Neverland any day now! Alas, grow-ups are officially uninvited from Neverland and unless some pixie dust arrives at my house in the next 2 hours, I'll be out of luck.

But I sure hope not. I hope age really isn't a number, because that's no fun. I hope age is just how you feel, because I don't really feel that old, and I don't really want to. Not yet anyway.

It seems like a lot of things come with Eighteen and Adulthood. Like, packing up and moving out and college and missions and apartments and bills and jobs that will pay them and scary things like that. I know it all won't have to happen all at once, but it still makes me a little sad to know my nearly careless childhood days are over.

The great thing is though, life is one big Adventure. And just because the childhood chapters are over, I still have a long way to go and a lot more adventuring to do.

As sad as it is to grow up, I guess I'm pretty excited. Tomorrow will come and I'll start a new chapter in my life's story book and it'll all be okay.

Adult life, here I come.

(Unless one of you is stashing some pixie dust, that is.)

Marley Kay

Your Dreamer

July Magic

Remember that one time when I said July had magic? (In that post about November?) Well now that it's July, I thought I'd explain.

July has this special summery adventure magic. Maybe it's because it's the middle of the summer month. You know, like, in June you were just settling in to summer and getting out of school mode and into summer jobs and fun and all that jazz. And then there is August which always feels kind of back-to-school month-- probably because it is. July though, July is that perfect middle moment where you're comfortable enough to be daring and adventurous and try new things and become a regular at the nearest snowcone shack.

Maybe it's because in my family, July is usually the month when we vacation. And it's almost always the month we go to Lake Powell. I won't gab too long about Lake Powell, but let me tell you something: this place competes very closely with Disneyland for the happiest place on earth. And I'm a huge Disneyland fan, so that should tell you something about how great it is. Infact, I'm posting this from the Lake Powell marina! So you could definitely say I'm currently the happiest girl on earth.

For as long as me and my parents can remember, I have always been obsessed with the sky. From sun rise, to sun set, to the stars, and the moon: I'll always have my gaze set a little higher than the average human being while I'm outside. On many summer nights you'll find me sitting on my porch or perched on top of my truck just to get a better view. There is just something absolutely captivating and indescribable about watching the sky work. I'd consider it it's very own kind of magic.

July is also the month of fireworks, at least in northern Utah county it is. (And hey, considering my obsession with the sky, this one's just an obvious infatuation of mine.) Between the 4th of July, Pioneer Day, steel days and all the other city celebrations, July is the month where every weekend you can find fireworks if you know where to look.

July is the month of patriotism. I mean, of course it is. America's birthday is this month! But I love how suddenly everyone is unified in the love of our nation. Because I love America, even if the economy sucks, or politics aren't exactly the way you wished. America is a miracle I think many if us take for granted on the average day. But not in July! (At least the first week anyway...)

The point is, July is wonderful and beautiful and everything a girl could ever need right now before she heads off into adulthood and stuff.

I'd say more but it's time to leave my wifi hotspot and get ready for the first night of bliss in Powell. So I hope you all have a wonderful week and finish off the month strong.

Go on an adventure for me, will ya?

Marley Kay

(your dreamer)

Life Lately

Hey, guys. Guess what? I didn't fall off the face of the earth. Here I am! And here's life lately:

First off, I graduated!! whoohoooo!
On Thursday, May 30th me and 600 of my closest friends ("closest friends" being defined as the people I have literally spent the last 12 years of my life with) graduated from Dear Old AF High.
And here are some lovely photos of me and my friends and family on that day:

Me and the bestie.

The Fiends.

The Family, minus our missionary.

My Sr Trip took me to NYC! where i ate the best food in the whole world and walked the Brooklyn Bridge and saw 5 Broadway shows and went to the 9/11 memorial and stood in Time Square and got soaked to the bone in the pouring rain and walked through Central Park and took the Subway/learned about public transportation and ate hot dogs on the front steps of the MET where i had the biggest migraine and and and SO many other things. I'll spare you all the photos, but i will include a few:

Time Square.

The New York sunset from the top of the Rockefeller building.

New York in the rain.

The hallway of strollers in the Manhattan LDS Church building.

A lovely photo of The Lake in Central Park. Don't those row boats look fun?!

The largest piece of pizza i could find.

The friends who are more like family.

And to finish off, the NYC skyline.

Well, that's life lately, aside from Smoothie King, rodeos, concerts, and boating.
Sorry it's been so long.

Marley Kay

Book Poisoning

Symptoms:

Insomnia, lack of appetite, mild paranoia, obsessive tendencies, mild loss of hygiene awareness, indescribable need to continue reading, etc.

Generally resulting in a physically and mentally exhausted state of grouchiness and poor nutrition.

More to come... Maybe. I have a book to attend to.

I blame you, Emily.

Marley Kay

The front porch

The front porch is a very important part of living.

The porch is where first impressions are made with the opening of a door and a hand shake.

It's where friends stop to talk a while on their Sunday walk, and some times the area they cover in chalk when you break your collar bone.

It's where you watch the neighbor's kids get in water fights in the summer and snowball fights in the winter.

It's where memories are frozen in the form of first-day-of-school photos, family portraits, and high school dance pictures.

It is where grandma brings you out a cup of hot chocolate and sits for a while when you have too much to think about.

And where you cry when a silly boy breaks your heart.

It's where you watch airplanes fly by, anxiously awaiting a shooting star so you can make one more wish.

And even where you get a fantastic goodnight kiss.

The front porch is also where you ponder a lot of things.

You watch the sun go down and the stars come out and you wonder what this whole life thing is all about for you.

You gaze up at those stars and clouds and the sliver of the silver moon that's still out at this time of month and try to calculate how far each one could possibly be from you.

(But then you remember physics class was last year and  you nearly failed calculus so you just smile and wonder anyway.)

You sit on that front porch and you evaluate your life, think about friends and family, and you grin because of all those beautiful memories.

All on the front porch--

It's pretty important, you know.

Marley Kay

The love solar system.

Ever been caught in a love triangle?
Try multiplying it by two and a half.

There's this one guy, for metaphor sake, lets call him the Sun. And then there's Mercury, always in orbit just a little too close for comfort and a little bit... Hot headed with jealousy, let's say. Lets skip the next 3 and head straight to Jupiter. Oh, Jupiter. Stolen such a large part of the Sun's gravitational pull, but is Jupiter pulling back? That's the real question. (Probably, but Mr. Sun would never assume such things.) Skip a couple more and we get to Pluto.... Too far to get too much warmth from the sun, but an orbit so skiwampus (just go with it, ok? There's no way I could figure that word out today) that it happens periodically enough to keep sweet little Pluto around. And last but not least, the Comet. Definitely no one saw that one coming. And that Comet came out of NOWHERE. Surprised 'em all for a moment, I'll tell ya what. But don't worry, that pesky Comet will be out of everyone's orbit in no time, just wait a week and a half.

Oh how fun it is, that good ol' solar system.


"Um, no one. Wah-wah."
Marley Kay