Okay, alright already. Enough of your harassment! I know I said I had exciting news and I really do. But you have to realize the source (me!) I think something like finding my favorite lip gloss on sale at Bath & Body Works is exciting (which is usually $7.50, but I totally scored for $3. Say it with me, "Ah yea.)
Anyway, I'm sure you're thinking my news is something like one of the following scenarios:
1. Tia's engaged! Nope, not yet. Although I do like boys. A lot. Especially cute, funny ones that like to dance.
2. Tia's fulfilling her life long dream of being a princess! Nope, wrong again. Although, just for the record, I secretly do think I'm a princess so that's not really a dream.
3. Tia's becoming a rock star! Well kind of, but not right this minute. That's more of a work-in-progress type of thing. Just for the record again, I think I would be a rock star meets cheesy, love song writer girl.
The real news is...I quit my job. Which in these current times may seem like a ballsy thing to do, but hey, sometimes I'm ballsy. And sometimes I'm brave. And sometimes, I put the line "a little less talk and a lot more action" to use. And, ladies and gentlemen, this is one of those times. You may be wondering, "What the crap are you going to do Tia, you little missy?" To which I sweetly respond, "Only time will tell my dear one." But know this...I am stoked for the future and excited for what it will bring!
Love. Always.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Six Minute Style
Hi everyone, Happy Tuesday!
Check out this blog: http://sixminutestyle.blogspot.com. It's created and written by a local Missoula woman, Susan Doherty. And let's face it--it pretty much rocks.
Check out this blog: http://sixminutestyle.blogspot.com. It's created and written by a local Missoula woman, Susan Doherty. And let's face it--it pretty much rocks.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Wine & Obama
Get this: I spent the evening pouring wine at an Obama inauguration party. Why is this funny? Because I'm Mormon and conservative. Go figure. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Happiness For Me
Oh hey guys. So I have some news. And I really want to share it with you. But I can't yet...however, I will tell you that I am stoked and excited about it! Hopefully you all will be too.
Love.
Love.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
St. John
I just had an awesome holiday away in St. John.
It was splendid for a variety of reasons...here's a few:
1. I went with my BFF Lizzy - I love her!
2. Her husband Christian and my friend Chris were there too - I love them!
3. It was warm.
4. I have a tan.
5. I went snorkeling...for the first time...and saw a stingray!
6. I heart pina coladas.
7. I was on vacation - a real one - with no worries. It doesn't get much better than that.
It was splendid for a variety of reasons...here's a few:
1. I went with my BFF Lizzy - I love her!
2. Her husband Christian and my friend Chris were there too - I love them!
3. It was warm.
4. I have a tan.
5. I went snorkeling...for the first time...and saw a stingray!
6. I heart pina coladas.
7. I was on vacation - a real one - with no worries. It doesn't get much better than that.
Monday, December 22, 2008
That Really Happened
"Sorry I'm not the person I could be."
What does that even mean?
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What I should have said in response : "I'm sorry you like boys."
What does that even mean?
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What I should have said in response : "I'm sorry you like boys."
Saturday, December 20, 2008
It's Official...
I am starting a book this week while I am on holiday. After the recent few month's "festivities" I have determined that it is high time to get rolling with it. So dear readers, Merry Christmas. I hope these stories will bring as much humor to your life as they have to mine.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Santa Baby
It's hard to believe Christmas is a mere week away. With everything else that's been going on, I haven't quite gotten into the "Christmas spirit" this year. Which I don't like one bit because I absolutely love Christmas. The other day I was watching TV and a Macys commercial came on focused on the "Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus" letter from 1897 that was written in response to an inquiry from eight-year-old Virginia O'Hanlon. When I read it, it gives me the warm feeling of peace, hope and love.
"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?" Virginia O'Hanlon, 115 West Ninety-fifth street
"VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood."
"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?" Virginia O'Hanlon, 115 West Ninety-fifth street
"VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood."
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Today
Today, my heart is hurting. And there's not anything I can do about it. Someone I care about is hurting. I think that part of being a grown up and caring about people means hurting when they hurt, laughing when life is funny and dancing when the music plays. And for today, it means hurting...hurting and sending love, prayers and thoughts their way. But right now, it doesn't seem like enough.
"What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose." Henry Ward Beecher
"What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose." Henry Ward Beecher
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