KarKar -- List Thirty One

G a l l e r i e s

All week I have been

going to meetings every night

to collect the art from nine artists

and arrange them on the wall 

and figure out the lighting 

and everything with the 

Davis Arts Council 

Snow Horse Gallery Committee.

Tonight was the opening, 

and it was definitely bigger 

than I had imagined.

There was a ribbon cutting

for the opening of the first gallery

and there was live classical music

and candles and flowers 

on every table.

My art friends and I

all felt very happy to just

be there and soak it all in. 

Now it's time to start 

thinking about our next gallery

in May and what we can do better.

:)

KarKar -- List Thirty

S o c k s ! 

Because when they fit perfect,

they make that much of a difference.

You can tell a lot about

a person by their socks. 

Like if they're long, short,

mix-matched, colorful, plain.

 Yeah, I'm a goof. :)

KarKar -- List Twenty Nine

 H o n e s t y 

I'm not gonna lie, 

I completely spaced

last weeks list.

That's a first. 

However, I'll make it up

by doing two this weekend. :)

It's important to prioritize 

and I haven't let this blog

become a chore yet,

it's something I actually 

look forward to doing. 

Anyway, one thing my mom

has stressed ever since 

we were way little and 

couldn't look over the counter,

is that it is always better

to tell the whole truth,

even if you're bound 

to get in trouble.

She guaranteed us 

that if we lied about it,

we would be in even more trouble, 

and guess what guys!

She is right!

I'm pretty sure this rule

can be applied in every 

aspect of my life.

KarKar -- List Twenty Eight

C h a l k 

and other new mediums,

subjects, or inspiration

that I use the hell out of 

until I move on to something else.

KarKar -- List Twenty Seven

H a r d w o r k 

that pays off. :)

This year has been difficult

in so many different ways, 

including the increase of drama

and lack of money

just in time for the most

pricey holiday of the year, 

Christmas.

I know there are

countless families out there, 

struggling much more than we do,

making sacrifices more draining 

then we can fully understand.

I get it, that it's tough to play Santa

and not get any of the credit,

but at the same time,

that's the beauty of it. 

Every year 

my mom worries 

about all her hard work

to give her family 

everything and more,

and every year 

she never fails

to blow us away. 

Not because she manages

to buy Cameras and Kindles

and other presents that we thought

we could only imagine as our own, 

but because she has taught 

each and every one of us

that it's not about the stuff 

we get underneath our artificial tree,

but the stuff we put beneath

someone elses.

The genuine smile,

those loving tears, 

the disbelief that someone

actually knew that was what 

they wanted when they never 

even said it out loud, or when

they didn't even know that

was what they wanted until

you gave it to them.

The thought that you 

gave them that happiness . . . 

even if you did sacrifice

a few months gas money,

that is one of the real

meanings of not just Christmas,

but life itself. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS

AND

HAPPY "HOLLY" DAYS

KarKar -- List Twenty Six

J e w e l e r y 

Not that wrists 

are not quite lovely

on their own, ( yes, I'm odd)

but I almost always have some

type of bracelet on my wrist.

Whether it's a cheesy 

friendship knot bracelet, 

a bracelet made out of 

wire, beads, and safety pins,

a personalized livestrong band

supporting a friend with cancer, 

or a bracelet just like the one 

I got for my birthday tonight

with charms stamped with each 

of my family's names.

KarKar -- List Twenty Five

S N O W

I like it.
I love it.

I want it.