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It all started out with what I thought was a rather good idea. Breakfast for lunch. The kids totally dug it. Bacon, eggs, toast, and hot chocolate for lunch? What an cool idea, Miss Tiffany! I was at the stove making bacon. I dunno what I was doing wrong, but the bacon was all sticking to the pan and withering into nothing. And not the proper kind of withering that bacon is supposed to do. Still, they turned out OK. I planned on making the eggs in the bacon grease because, really, everything tastes better when made in bacon grease. But after cracking open and whipping a few eggs with some seasoning, I noticed that everything in the pan was blackening. Oh well, shucks to bacon grease, I'll just use a different pan. So what did I do with the bacon pan? Me, being the GENIUS that I am put it in the pan in the stove and EVER SO SMARTLY decided to cool it off with some water. Because I'm just so intelligent like that. Well, obviously, smoke goes everywhere and the fire alarm goes of

I love Dashboard Confessional's So Impossible EP because when you arrange the songs the right way, it's the progression of a relationship. My current favorite song? "So Impossible" because of the lines: "I'm dying to know, do you do you like dreaming of things so impossible or only the practical or ever the wild or waiting through all your bad bad days just to end them with someone you care about?" That's just too romantic. And I may be a classicist, but I have some serious romantic tendencies. "For You To Notice..." I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head where I would impress you with every single word I said. Would come out insightful or brave or smooth or charming and you'd want to call me And I would be there every time you'd need me I'd be there every time... But for now I'll look so longingly waiting... For you to want me, for you to need me, for you to notice me "So Impossible" So she says "Eve

I had a pretty much fabulous night. After work and school (French class, ugh!) Steve came over. He watched me eat one of my favorite quick dinners (I'm not telling you what it is because I'm slightly embarrassed that you'll see through my fab cooking skillz) and we went downtown. Originally, I assumed we would drive, but it was a nice night, and so we walked. Barley's was closed for a private party. Corner Pocket was closed for some random unknown reason. So we walked around a bit more and ran into several friends. Eventually, we couldn't decide what to do so we decided to head back home. On our way, we passed The Gathering Spot (fondly called "The G Spot"...yes, really) and I noticed that it wasn't too crowded and so we went on in. It was OK...but there was something about the atmosphere that I wasn't keen on. We stayed for about two drinks each before heading to Barley's (which was open by now) and playing some pool. I'll tell you what! S

I'm feeling rather accomplished at the moment. Why? The house is tidy (relatively), all three kids are napping, and I've done my astronomy project. Yes. I pretty much rock right now. [Pluto looks like a disco ball.] And for some reason I have a rather strong desire to go up to Camp Old Indian and go dancing. ♥, Tiffany Anne

♥, Tiffany Anne

"OverAnalyzed: devoting exorbitant amounts of time to dissecting the aspects of my life piece by peace." I haven't really spent too much time on here overanalyzing anything lately. At least--I don't think I have. But believe me, I am so overanalyzing. I said something to a friend today while chatting online; something I was sure I couldn't back track. So, I made a hasty exit without waiting for a response and proceeded nearly to hyperventilation because I was so sure that I had destroyed our friendship forever. (I know, dramatic, right?) So, I sent a message trying to clear things up a bit, crossed my fingers, and prayed for the best. Lucky me, in the midst of my studying, desperately trying to forget my flop, and reassuring myself that no one is as overanalytic as myself, my phone rang. Well, it doesn't really ring, or jingle or jangle...it sings...because I've got an awesome ring tone. We talked for nearly an hour. Friendship status: A-OK. Yet, I'm s

...or the moon, but whatev. NASA Eclipse page: Total Lunar Eclipse: August 28, 2007 ♥, Tiffany Anne

Warning: You will probably cry upon watching this. I know I did. Sorry about the Spanish subtitles--it's the only one I could find on YouTube. ♥, Tiffany Anne

Yesterday was a wholly fantastic day. Though, admittedly, I am still sore from it. Well, I suppose one might say it started around 4:11AM when, after falling asleep on the couch watching Ugly Betty, I was awoken by my "I Was Made To Love You" ring tone. It was Clay--we worked at COI together. I, unaware that it was so darn early, thought that he might be calling to tell me that he was on his way to Greenville. I was mistake. However, I was rewarded by being serenaded to by two wonderful camp boys (Clay & Matt). I can't even remember the songs they sang, but it made me laugh. So. Back to bed. My actual bed this time. After, of course, shutting off the TV, A/C, and other living room things. And I woke again the next morning, nice and late at around 10am or so. I showered and spent way too much time picking out clothes for hiking. Clay picked me up around 11 or so. And we made our way up to Camp Old Indian. I had never been up to Old Indian mountain before. I've got

Two children have just been put to bed. One is strapped to my chest with the help of the BabyBjörn...a very complicated piece of work! It kills the muscles in that neck/shoulder/back area to wear it, but he loves it. Today is my Janelle's first day back at work which means it's also my first 10-hour day without her since Davis was born. Needless to say, I was pretty darn apprehensive. So far, things have gone well. It's 3:00 which means I have been here for about 7 hours. All the kids are still alive--so that's a plus. To be honest, God has been with me today! It has gone leaps and bounds better than I though it would making me wonder what I was so nervous about. But then again...no one is sick, we didn't have to rush to make it to school, Davis is still blob-ish (i.e. not getting into things). There is a day coming, a day not long from now that will top my worst day ever. But God will help me get through that one too. And really? At the end of the day, even if I ha

Her face is a map of the world Is a map of the world You can see she's a beautiful girl She's a beautiful girl And everything around her is a silver pool of light The people who surround her feel the benefit of it It makes you calm She holds you captivated in her palm Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see) This is what I wanna be Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see) Why the hell it means so much to me I feel like walking the world Like walking the world You can hear she's a beautiful girl She's a beautiful girl She fills up every corner like she's born in black and white Makes you feel warmer when you're trying to remember What you heard She likes to leave you hanging on her word Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see) This is what I wanna be Suddenly I see (Suddenly I see) Why the hell it means so much to me And she's taller than most And she's looking at me I can see her eyes looking from a page in a magazine Oh she makes me feel like I could be a tower A big strong tower

I'm pretty tired of being stuck in a 90° room with flaky internet access. I was going to start going to Spill The Beans after classes each day...but that's not really in the budget right now. So, here I am, at the library. And I can't access Facebook. Though...since I'm here to do schoolwork, that's probably a good thing! ♥, Tiffany Anne

Yesterday evening, I went swing dancing. I had a fabulous time! Who needs the gym when you can go dancing? I wore a pretty dress with a skirt that had the perfect amount of spin to it. Two of my first dances were with older gentlemen who really knew how to dance and made me look like I totally knew what I was doing! I danced with several other guys too and had just a wonderful time! One guy taught me a new jump! How much fun. His name is Josh and he is from Clemson. Yeah, it's kind of funny. I danced just about all night. Towards the end of the evening, I was sitting with someone and talking about religion and various beliefs and stuff--so that was pretty interesting. It was great until we started talking about sports. Then he goes and says that he doesn't like the Detroit Pistons but he's a fan of the Spurs?? What? "I'm sorry...I can't be your friend!" Conversation moved on to more common ground...like the hilarious Dwayne Wade commercials. A lot of peop

I meant to post something yesterday, but by the time my day was over, I was just exhausted. Tuesday went well. I woke up in just enough time to get to classes (I had been at Clemson late the previous evening). On my way out the door, I was on the phone with someone and there was a major moment of healing. Thank you. Again. I climbed up to the third floor of the UT building only to realize that my classroom was not UT-327, but ET-327. One of my friends from COI is in that class--recently married too, how crazy is that! So, geography went well, I think I'll like my prof. Next came Probability & Statistics. I liked AP Stats better just because I never had to say "probability" and that word, really, is just a mouthful! Today, after work, was my 2nd French class. The kid that sits next to me is okay. A good classroom friend, you know? Reminds me a lot of one of my bestest friends, Steven. Well, then he goes and asks is I would like to go out for a drink with him sometime.

Online astronomy class is going to rock. Today's assignment? "Read the syllabus." Yeah! As I told my sister, it's like boring first day of class stuff....without having to sit through an hour and a half of someone else reading aloud what you can read to yourself. I think I'll do okay here. And since I'm taking astronomy ... I think someone should get me this t-shirt: Oh, and check out Astronomy Picture of the Day! I've linked to it on my sidebar under "Photography". This is today's: ♥, Tiffany Anne

Is it so wrong to be happy? He decided that he did not want to marry me . He broke up with me . I am okay with that. I don't need to apologize for being okay. I don't need to feel guilty for being okay. Sure, sometimes, I feel really down (particularly after hearing a song that maybe is on that CD or watching way too many romantic comedies) and I think of what might have been. But when I do this, I'm thinking of some false ideal relationship that never really was and not of the two miserable people trying to hold up crumbling walls. I have this awful tendency to give up things I love doing to make other people happy. It's not the other person's fault; it's mine. But now? Now I can do them. I'm enjoying life, that's no lie. I've filled up my schedule, not to keep myself so busy that I cannot think, but rather because I have all this free time and all these neglected friends. I chopped off all my hair because I thought I needed a change. I miss my lon

Yay! According to weather.com, the highest it's supposed to get today is 93°F (feels like 95°F). This is so much better than 105°F and makes me happy. ♥, Tiffany Anne

"Nantucket" by William Carlos Williams Flowers through the window lavender and yellow changed by white curtains-- Smell of cleanliness-- Sunshine of late afternoon-- On the glass tray a glass pitcher, the tumbler turned down, by which a key is lying--And the immaculate white bed. "We think that William Carlos William's "Nantucket" captures what is really a romantic and , if we're honest with ourselves, false ideal of aloneness: We imagine "flowers though the window" instead of looming darkness, and "smell of cleanliness" instead of the smell of diaper pails; we long for the simplicity of a single pitcher, a single tumbler, an immaculate white bed. But we think that reading these poems can help lead to the knowledge that relationships are not immaculate, not pure; they are often messy, occasionally smelly, and they sometimes feel hopeless. If, though, you can give up the impossible desire for perfection, you may realize that a bad ni

I haven't been updating very much interesting stuff to read lately (read: anything worth looking at what-so-ever). And I suppose that's because what has been on my mind lately is something that I don't feel comfortable discussing on here. How crazy is that. A few years ago I would say just about anything...and do I ever mean anything. But it's changed. Another part of why I don't want to share is because I know some of the people that read this and I don't want them to take it the wrong way and be all egocentric and think it's about them. (Just because I said egocentric, it's not about you. Promise.) I even wrote a very obscure blog last night but not obscure enough to post. Ha-ha. Yay me. Across the street at Mike's old boss's house men have been working every day. Even Sunday. I think they're re-doing his porch. They've got The Buzzard (96.7) blaring on the radio. They were playing "Basketcase" by Green Day and now they're

I got two things in the mail today. One was a 2gb card for my new camera. It holds 456 9pixel photos and 15992 3pixel photos. Yeah, pretty nice. I also got a letter from Greenville Tech inviting me to join WISE. That is an acronym for Women In Science and Engineering. Nice, because, you know, I'm a JOURNALISM major. ♥, Tiffany Anne

I love stumbling across something good and then finding out that it’s much more awesome than anticipated. It’s like trying on a pair of jeans that actually fit and then going to the register and discovering that they were 50% off. Or maybe like eating a yummy donut, only to discover that not only are there sprinkles, but a cream filling too! Added bonuses are rather nice. Last week, I went to The Channel for their Thursday night open mic only to find that it had been canceled. Instead, there would be three bands playing: The Great Transparency, The Ending Up, and Me In Motion. Having journeyed to the new venue, I decided to stay for the free concert. The “Losing Myself” tour of the three previously named bands were the first to break in the stage as this was the debut concert at The Channel. The venue was so new, in fact, that I could still smell fresh paint. There is ample seating in front of the stage consisting of mostly bistro sets clustered rather closely together making it diffic

"Upside Down" by Jack Johnson Who's to say What's impossible Well they forgot This world keeps spinning And with each new day I can feel a change in everything And as the surface breaks reflections fade But in some ways they remain the same And as my mind begins to spread its wings There's no stopping curiosity I want to turn the whole thing upside down I'll find the things they say just can't be found I'll share this love I find with everyone We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs I don't want this feeling to go away Who's to say I can't do everything Well I can try And as I roll along I begin to find Things aren't always just what they seem I want to turn the whole thing upside down I'll find the things they say just can't be found I'll share this love I find with everyone We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's songs This world keeps spinning and there's no time to waste Well it all keeps spinni

After the shower, I went to A-town to hang out with Mary and Jeff. I had so much fun. I want to do it again! I love my sister and her boyfriend. :-) Look! The bottle opener is a pink bird! (Maybe a flamingo?) This picture isn't posed at all... Jeff & me making the awesome face. Yes, I let my brand new 9mp camera get that close to water. Yes, I'm dumb sometimes. Mary ♥s Jeff...awww Jeff and I played XBox 360 and Wii! And then I talked on the phone with one of my camp boys for about two hours. And here are some duckies... And today? Let's see... I went to church and afterwards talked with a few people from the mission trip until the sanctuary was empty. Then I went to lunch with some friends (Mexican, yum!) and then went home and uploaded about 180 photos to FaceBook. Then I went to church again. The Truth Project is over and the evening service was finishing up the message from the morning. Afterwards, I talked with someone who I learned has done what I expressly forbade

I haven't had any alcohol for the past week. So why on Earth did I wake up this morning feeling like I had way too many shots of Jagermeister last night? Well, that's fine. Tonight is the Boston slumber party. Tomorrows I'm going to hang out with Jeffy and Mary. We shall mix drinks and play Halo 2. I just saw some pics of an old friend of mine who is traveling and livin' it up. And I realize that I am free to do that. Part of me yearns to wander. But really, I like it too much here in Greenville. But maybe a roadtrip this Spring? Mar-izzle? We'll start saving now. Okay, Lou? Now...to work on that show review. ♥, Tiffany Anne

Went to a concert by accident tonight. Was meaning to go to an open mic, but it was canceled in lieu of a special concert. The Great Transparency The Ending Up Me In Motion Check 'em out. I was pleasantly surprised. You may see a review about it on gs in the next few days if I can crank something out that sounds half-way decent. I am learning what a not-so-hot writer I really am. I guess that's why they have journalism classes. I seriously love going to concerts. I'm learning of more and more Christians that are in indie rock bands. Of course, when I meet the band, I'm all, "Nurrr...you guys were soooo super." Because I can be socially awkward at times. Bonus: Me In Motion sang one of my favorite songs. Hungry, I come to you for I know you satisfy I am empty, but I know Your love does not run dry And so I wait for You so I wait for You I'm falling on my knees Offering all of me Jesus, You're all this heart is living for Broken, I run to You for Your ar

I haven't really felt too much like writing in here. But nothing really has been going on. My picnic on Tuesday was canceled. And I didn't go swing dancing or to the open mic at "The Cellar" because I was feeling lazy. Even though I sorta needed to go to that open mic for my, you know, job. It's technically a job. My editor says that she wants to eventually pay us. I'm just happy to be a part of it. Give me a cute gs tee-shirt and some business cards, and I'm good. I did go grocery shopping on Tuesday night around 9:30pm. Boy is Wal*mart crowded that late at night. I must have stood in line for nearly 30 minutes. Good thing I didn't buy any ice cream. I think my waffles severely suffered though. Doesn't matter, I'm outta Nutella (yes, I put Nutella on my waffles) and they don't carry fancy-schmancy stuff like that at Wal*mart. I did get to chat with dear ol' Malmquistador (another camp buddy--I called him because last time he called me

Okay, so...my updated class schedule for next semester: Solar System Astronomy: Internet course Elementary French I: Monday & Wednesday nights World Geography: Tuesdays & Thursdays Probability & Statistics: Tuesdays & Thursdays Music Appreciation: Thursday nights I have to take a fine art and the only one that worked was music appreciation. I wanted to take Art History, but oh well. I'm kind of excited about this semester. I'm taking 17 credit hours this semester (Astronomy & French are both 4) and that sounds intimidating to me! I've only ever taken 12. School should be busy but good and I'll be embarking on a whole new adventure at work, what with Janelle going back to work and me caring for the three kiddies all on my own! Speaking of work, I show up this morning at 9am and Janelle looks up and says, "You know you don't have to be here today, right?" What? It's my day off? I'm sooo confused! But I ain't gonna say no! I di

Saturday, I spent most of the day with fellow girl boyscout and COI staff alumni, Anne Maire. She lives in a GEODESIC DOME kinda like this one. And when she came to the door, I was like, "Anne Marie! You totally live in a dome!" I was rather excited. You see, I had never met anyone who lived in a dome. Late that night, when Will came home, I said it again, "Will! You totally live in a dome!" And he stumbled outside and looked at the house. "Wow? Do I really?" Ha-ha. AM and I visited her uncle's where there are sheep, chickens, and a donkey. Loved it! Which I had brought my camera with me because me and Belle, the donkey who ♥s me, would totally be making the awesome face in a picture. I found out that Fr. Dave, my sister's priest from when she was an FVM, saved the Dominique chickens. Anne Marie's uncle has decedents of Fr. Dave's chickens! One of the roosters is named David. :-) (Found and old picture of Fr. Dave with one of his chickens!

Rocked out the sexy little black dress tonight. Gotta love it. Went to Heather & Jeremy's wedding and then to Brent's to drink yummy Merlot and play Halo and then to the movies with Clarke and company. I was a little overdressed for the Bourne Ultimatum, but it was so good. I was late for the wedding because I had to turn around to get two things, one of which was the present, and then I took quite a few wrong turns. I'm usually really good with directions, but not today. I was supposed to be on Laurens and I'm far down Pleasantburg before I realize that I'm on the wrong road. And I go left when I should have gone right. And etc. It was really just annoying. About presents. Girls can't skive off when it comes to wedding presents. A friend (who happens to be male) and I discussed this. Guys can get away with going to weddings and not getting anything because it's hardly expected of them. They're guys and you can't honestly expect them to go out o

I'm on some sort of weird Dashboard Confessional binge. I can't recall listening to anything else the past week. Too much emo music makes one emo. (particularly lyrics like: man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has ...)I must be careful with that. Emo...it's short for emotional. Music tends to make me daydream and try to figure out what situation my life could be in to make the song fit. Even if the song could never fit. I'm largely listening to two CDs: The Places That You Come To Fear The Most and So Impossible EP. I would be wrong to say that, late at night, when I'm least likely to control my emotions, that these songs don't make me think ridiculous things that I should not. Because sometimes they do. But, yay for me, mostly they don't. Mostly, I love singing these songs from my heart while driving to and fro. I'm dying to know do you do you like dreaming of things so impossible or only the practical or ever the wild or waiting t

I tried to take more photos with my camera just now, but they all turned out awful. So here is the one I took with my phone. :-) ♥, Tiffany Anne

The back of the book says: You may end up in an opulent mansion or homeless down by the river; happily married with your own corporation or alone and pecked to death by ducks in London; a Zen master in Japan or morbidly obese in a trailer park. Well...so far, I was a renegade art student who was raped and then I died. I tired again, and I was killed by a pipe bomb in Chad (twice). I dropped out of the science program to move up to a podunk town near Lake Superior to bag groceries. My husband died and then my 2nd husband died and then I died. I don't get it. Where are the ducks in London? Forget college, I'm going to travel next time. This book is seriously addictive. ♥, Tiffany Anne