If I Were A Boy

Gotta get this out of my system. I love boys. But there are certain times when they have a real way of jacking things up. Sometimes I wonder how they can possibly do something and think it's okay or appropriate. Which is of course, just one of the many ways that men and women are different. Anyway, I'm a little thrown off kilter by a recent experience. And because of that am now listening to Beyonce's "If I Were A Boy."

Here are the lyrics. Pretty fitting.

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it.
Cause they’d stick up for me.

[Chorus]
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man.
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he’s taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I could turn off my phone
Tell everyone it’s broken
So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone
I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’d be faithful
Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)

(Chorus)

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say its just a mistake
Think I’d forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

(Chorus)

But you’re just a boy
You don’t understand
Yeah you don’t understand
How it feels to love a girl someday
You wish you were a better man
You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you’ve taken her for granted
And everything you have got destroyed
But you’re just a boy

Come Fly With Me

In an unrelated to the previous post note, I booked my ticket for St. John. And, needless to say, I am so excited! I can hardly wait to spend a week on the beautiful beaches with my BFF!

And yes, I'm flying Delta. ;)

Twinkle

Sometimes I have a desire to be real ballsy. Which I know is not a ladylike term to use, but I looked it up at www.thefreedictionary.com and it means "Very tough and courageous, often recklessly or presumptuously so." I don't know about you, but I think that definition is pretty awesome and captures the whole feeling of throwing your cares away and being brave. However, for the sake of "dignity" and because I'm a whole lot of talk and not very much action, I'm going to lock it up and keep my desires to myself. Or am I?

Work It Girl

So I was talking to one of my girlfriends about "Working It." Here's the condensed version: She likes a boy and is most likely going to see him this evening, not in a date-type situation but in a wine club group setting-type situation. So I, being the boy crazy girl that I am, told her to make sure that she "works it". Because she usually doesn't. Instead she runs away or gets too embarrassed and leaves the situation altogether. So, at her request (although I don't know how serious she was) she asked for some tips. Now, I'm a little bit of a flirt and from time to time (okay fine, a lot lately) I've really dedicated some time to the art of working it. And being the dear friend that I am, I sent her the following tips...

Tips from Tia
1. Smile.
2. Use eye contact.
3. If you do have eye contact, hold it for a couple of seconds. But not too long. Too long is just creepy. (It’s okay to look away and then look back again and smile.)
4. Act like you care what he is saying (even if all you are really doing is watching his lips move while he talks and thinking, "Dang, I want to kiss those.")
5. Casually touch his shoulder or arm when you’re telling a story or when he is telling you something.
6. Talk to him, but also act a little disinterested. Meaning work the room! Talk with him for a few minutes and then go on your merry way and talk with other people (all while being your charming self). Then work your way back over to him a little bit later.
7. Be a social butterfly.
8. Don’t be afraid to walk up to him and say hello. Just walk up and smile and say “Hi.”
9. Talk with his friends and include them in the conversation.
10. Give him the chance to make a move.

Feel free to use the above tips on the object of your affection. Best wishes and may you all work it successfully.

xoxo

ps-Be sure to keep reading the blog for tips on how to jack up relationships. I would wager to say I'm pretty skilled in that as well.

I'm It?!

A tag from Mrs. Julia Allen...

What I was doing 10 years ago:
1. I was 16—finally "legal" to date.
2. Cheerleading for Augusta Elks 6-man football team.
3. Fighting with my big sissy (love you!)
4. Preparing for the Junior Prom.
5. Spending every Sunday practicing for the Augusta Community Christmas Concert, compliments of my mama.

Things on my to-do list:
1. Put away my clothes! An ongoing battle.
2. Workout.
3. Send Galen's glasses.
4. Practice music for the show on Friday.
5. Wish my brother and Colter a happy 25 birthday on Wednesday!

Snacks that I enjoy:
1. Wheat Thins.
2. Diet soda.
3. Sour jolly rancher candies.
4. Chocolate chip cookies.
5. Popcorn with peanut M&Ms.

Things I would do if I were a millionaire:
1. Have our family reunion on a cruise!
2. Pay off my car. :)
3. Go on a sisters trip!
4. Design and build my dream house.
5. Invest in some solid music goals & equipment.

5 places I've lived:
1. Tuckahoe, New York
2. Rexburg, Idaho
3. Great Falls, Montana
4. Augusta, Montana
5. Missoula, Montana

Jobs I've had:
1. Store clerk (thanks mom!)
2. Babysitter/nanny
3. Newspaper editor
4. Waitress at the Buckhorn
5. PR practitioner

The Friendly Skies

I have a new found crush on pilots. I've decided that they are pretty cutesy and fabulous. Want more specifics? Too bad. Just know that I'm quite fond of them. So much that I think we should all take to the friendly skies. Just be sure to fly Delta. ;)

Dreaming

So, have you ever had one of those dreams where everything you dream seems so real and you wake up either real happy or real mad? I have. In fact, I had two of the last night. One I woke up (real happy) at 3 AM. The next one I woke up (real mad) around 8 AM. Apparently someone has been on my mind a lot lately because they were in BOTH of my dreams. The first dream he was here and things were good and he was charming and cute and precious and mainly, loving me. And I woke up thinking, "Yes!" Then realizing it was 3 AM, I returned to my happy slumber and dreamed even more.

However, the next time I woke up I was pretty mad. Apparently in the second installment of my dream, he was dating someone else. Someone who basically looked the complete opposite of me: a beautiful Latina. She was tiny and had beautiful dark sking and long, shiny hair. Needless to say, I woke up quite ready to give him the old jump shove (made famous by Kacey) and a verbal lashing. Luckily, for all of us, it was just a dream and the jump shove didn't need to be implemented. Here's hoping it won't have to be. ;)

Oh Hey Blue Eyes

Hello you. So, it's come to my attention that you may be here soon. And to put it quite simply: I can hardly wait. And while this is a little embarrasing to say, I'm just going to throw it out there. I'm smitten with you. And I have been for a few months now. I realize that may sound ridiculous, but it's true.

You see, I'm one of those "wear my heart on my sleeve" type of girls, and when it comes to you it's out there. And it's saying a few things. Things along the lines of I think you're adorable, sweet and funny. Not to mention I'm quite fond of your stellar dance moves, killer blue eyes and personality.

So, with that I say (as sweetly as possible of course): hurry up and get here.

PS-Just for the record, I'm not banking on a "you + me = us" type of turnout. Although I wouldn't mind it one bit. xoxo

Halloween: Work It

So this year, our work decided to have a "Halloween Costume Competition" where all the departments were pitted against one another. Because there's only two of us in PR, we combined with our lone media gal and became three. As we were thinking of famous "threes", we thought, "Who's hotter than The Jonas Brothers right now?" The answer: No one. Thus, we are The Jonas Brothers.

My Grandpa—Don Allen

I've been meaning to write about my grandpa, but I wanted to make sure that when I did I would have time to think about him and not just throw a quick post up. With that said...It's been two months since he passed away. And I miss him like crazy. Especially today. The first session of today's General Conference wrapped up with President Monson speaking about happiness, joy and love. His words brought my thoughts to grandpa.

There are things that I don't ever want to forget. Things he said, things he did, the way he loved and even his handwriting. My grandpa was known far and wide as a generous man and a kind man. No matter what, he would always make sure that if a belly needed to be fed, it went away full. And he would consistently leave people better than he found them. If there was one thing he was good at, it was loving. And if I had to name a second, it would be cooking and preparing meat that melted in your mouth.

He had many things that he would say—things I hope I will never forget. Here are a few favorites:
"Tia darlin'."
"Oh ya?!" (this was used after we were razzing him about something)
"Want to taste something good?"
"That's a pretty blouse." (he never called a top I was wearing a shirt or sweater, always a blouse)
"You want to know something, I sure love you." (he always wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to say this—often times on a stool behind the counter at the store, one of his favorite places to sit)

He also loved to tell blond jokes. And stories. He was probably one of the best story-tellers and joke tellers around. I have heard the same jokes for the past few years and every time I had to laugh and tell him that was a good one. And now that he's gone, playing around in heaven and telling jokes up there, I'm glad that I heard those jokes over and over and over because they remind me of him. And I'll be able to tell them to my kids and pass along a part of their great-grandpa to them.

My grandpa had a twinkle in his eyes—one that when he was playing a joke on you or telling you a story, would come alive and dance in his blue eyes. You could always tell if he was up to something by looking at those eyes and seeing them sparkle.

One of the things I am going to miss the most is not having grandpa at my wedding. And the fact that he is not going to meet the man I love enough to marry. That was one thing I always wanted. For my grandpa to meet my husband. I was always curious about how he would take to him and if he would deem him as a keeper enough to marry one of his granddaughters. And while now I will not have that, I'm sure that when it comes to that time in life, I will weigh whole-heartedly the type of man he is and make sure his a good one. One my grandpa would love.