Sweetness in starlight

1. OBVIOUSLY I didn't have the "freedom" in which I thought I was about to enjoy. Due to more ballet, finals and work, I haven't had time to update my blog until - you guessed it - now!
2. The good news, is that the moment to update a blog could not have come at a better time because...

I'm engaged!!!

That's right! Kimberly Dorland has just said yes to the glorious opportunity of becoming Kimberly Paiser. What fantastic news!

The proposal: After our own little Family Home Evening, Kyle decided to walk to a park for dessert. So I chose to walk to the park closest to his house, and away we went. Hand in hand, we talked and laughed our way to what would soon become yet another memorable park in our relationship. As we got to the picnic tables, Kyle pulled out a little black box, along with the cutsie line, "Now that we've had our first FHE together, I couldn't think of a better way to end it than to make it an official family."
Now. BECAUSE Kyle has been a bit of the little boy who cried wolf, and has had the pleasure of faking me out on more than one account, my response to him getting on his knee was, "Shut up," and "Whatever, stop doing that!" so on and so on...until I saw the ring. Then of course I don't remember exactly what happened or what I said, but Kyle's impression of me is pretty entertaining to watch.
The ring: Is fan-freaking-tastic. Oh my gosh I couldn't have imagined a more wonderful ring! The kid did good. :)
The response: I love my friends and family. Thanks to everyone who is so excited for us!
The boy: Perfect. I love love love this boy. And his blog of this glorious day makes my heart swell with joy almost as much as my eyes with tears.
The plans: Haven't started. I don't wanna! Luckily Kyle and I don't really care so much about big and fancy, so it's going to be as simple as I can make it.


So that's that! I am still in the state of bliss and can't stop looking at this ring that has suddenly appeared on my little left hand.

"Are we human, or are we dancers?"

March 22nd. What a glorious day. Can you feel it?

Freedom.

A life of no rehearsals for World of Dance, Lecture Demonstrations, Ballet in Concert, Winterfest, Tour, or the random little performances in between. As you may remember, I have been trying to "put on a happy face." I sure picked the week for it, too. I really should have waited until after Ballet in Concert...

Okay, okay, the performances were pretty good. Saturday night went well and that was the one that mattered, so I'm happy. I got to see the fam! Mom, dad, Nick and Josh come up to see the performance every year, so that was fun. Introduced "the boy" to them, and I think everyone survived! All in all, life is pretty dang good. We somehow survived Ballet in Concert, and now we move on to putting together our tour show once again for the performance on Friday in the conference center. Wish us luck on that one. And then we move on to tour for a week in Washington, and then it's March 22! Cannot wait.

Oh and guess what?

I love Kyle. Yep. It's happened. Kim Dorland has given in to love, and gets to be loved by Kyle Paiser. And I LOVE his family. From swinging by to meet mom and dad one night, (although Kyle will tell you I didn't want to), to Emmy and Aaron's wedding, to mom's birthday party. Love them. So life is good. Really good. :)

"The more I know, the less I understand."

This whole 'try to be happy all day' thing is going to be harder than I thought. I was doing good. I got to bed early (for me) giving me 6 hours of sleep instead of 4. So work was fine, and then classes were pretty good, and I even ate lunch! So I was doing good.

And then came rehearsal.

We ran through our show, with costumes, to get a feel for the quick changes and deal with problems and all that jazz.
My thoughts as the night went on:
1. "Okay, that was probably the worst Thomas and I have done that pas. Ever."
2. "WHY did I choose to wear new point shoes?!"
3. "No. No I am not ready. So stop asking like you'll give us a second to catch our breath before the next piece."
4. "Um...it's hard to dance "sexy" while wearing THIS."
5. "DO YOU THINK WE'RE MACHINES??"

Let's hope for a better tomorrow...

"Wa-hoo"

I.Q. If you have not seen this movie, get on it. Fantastic. I think Walter Matthau is one of the cutest men ever. So I'm sitting on the couch watching this fantastic movie, in my Thing 1 and Thing 2 onesie and drinking hot apple cider, and I have about 30 million things running through my head. Most of these, I am sorry to say, you won't be reading about. For different reasons, don't worry. Most of them don't matter, some of them no one, (including me sometimes), won't understand, and others, well, too many people can read this - hi babe. :) Anyway, it's been an interesting couple of weeks. I don't know if it's stress, or lack of sleep, but I swear I'm preggers sometimes. I've been getting upset over the smallest things. EVERYTHING annoys me some days. I have no idea why. And it's not only annoyance, but every other emotion as well. Friday in the middle of ballet I had a breakdown. Came out of no where. I just realized that I'm not THAT great of a dancer. I'm watching the others in class, and I'm surrounded by these amazing girls that look simply BEAUTIFUL. And most of them just dance for fun. They love it, but have other plans for life. And there I stand. Wondering - should I really hope for a spot in a company when I graduate? I don't think I would make it. And then it hits me - I have done nothing else with my life. Dance. That's all that it's ever been about. What the heck am I going to do with my life if I don't get into a company? ANYWAY, I walk out of class, cry in the bathroom stall for 5-10 minutes, and came back for rehearsal where I'm supposed to act sexy, ha ha. Point of the story, is that things like that kept happening last week. So it is my goal this week to just be happy. To not let little things bother me. I mean, I'm a happy person in general, I really am. I love life. So I'll let you know how things go. In other news, Ballet in Concert is coming up! Crazy. It's going to be a fun show. Buy your tickets people, because I haven't put this much blood, sweat and tears into this show for nothing!

"You Can Say What You Want But It's Only Gettin' Better."

"Take no risks with your reputation." That's what my fortune cookie says. The thing about fortune cookies is that most of them can be taken in any possible way you want to take them. Like, what does that even mean? What if I were a horrible person with a horrible reputation, and my New Year's Resolution was to be a better person? That's a terrible fortune if that were the case. Good thing I'm not big on New Year's Resolutions. I think instead of lame "fortunes" like this, fortune cookies should have questions in them. That's all that life is anyway, isn't it? How is it that I can remember lyrics from songs that I haven't listened to since 5th grade, but not what I studied for a week ago? Why is it so easy for some people to fall in and out of love as they please, yet some of us have this phobia of forever getting hurt? How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? You know, the important questions in life that need answered. Maybe I'll send a request in to the Hall Of Fortune Cookies. Anyway, that's what popped into my head. Aren't you so glad I've started this blog so you get to hear about random things that have nothing to do with anything but entertain my mind as I sit on the couch, not wanting to do homework or go teach? I thought so. Life is good, in case you're wondering if I'll ever bring up what's actually happening in my life. School is...well it's school. Work is...well I'm surviving both the early hours and the demon little ballet girls. Dance...is kicking my trash. Though it'd help if I didn't have Tenosynovitis all of a sudden. BUT, at the end of the day, I have:
1. Family that has to love me no matter what.
2. Friends. Both old and new.
3. AND basically the best boyfriend ever.

"Sing Because You Love The Noise."

Holy Crap! I've started a blog. No, not because it's 2010 - it's 2010!? - but because I've heard the phrases, "You don't have a blog??" and "Kim, you NEED to start a blog." about 583.24 times. So here you go America. I have officially become a blogger. Though I still don't quite know what to write about. True my life stories are, to say the least, entertaining. Oh I could tell you about my dog giving me dirty looks because I told her I'm going back to school in Utah tomorrow. Or about how my 15 year old brother has a stalker "best friend" that comes over and puts on Miley Cyrus and I want to shoot someone. Or even that my first boyfriend is now getting married to his boyfriend. So who knows what on Earth I will find to write about. Maybe you'll get lucky and hear about a water bottle fight that still causes debates after 8 years.