Of course, I don't have such a great reason for taking so long to do those things...
So this past week hasn't been great to say the least. I don't feel like getting into it, but the bottom line is that it's been lonely and I've been a little disappointed in some things. But thanks to Pete (Pablo), I'm getting over it and now it's time to fill you in on the last few weeks of Tiffany life.
Well I went home over July 4th and that was a lot of fun. It's interesting when one sibling is just learning to ride a bike without training wheels and the other is passing me up in height. (I told Seth the peach fuzz above his lip was distracting me. I also told him he's becoming a mini Papaw because he wears jeans and white T-shirts with the sleeves cut off. Now all he needs is some starch in those jeans). Emily also hula hoops and jumps rope now, which is just about the funniest thing I've ever seen...By the way, Seth rarely smiles in pictures now, but Mom said he strums on his guitar when he's on the phone with girls, so it's relevant.

On July 4th, we bought our own fireworks and it's too bad that I wasn't taking a video on my camera when Dad lit one and it zoomed into the garage. He's lucky it didn't hit the car. I don't think he knew that it was a spinning firework until it went off.
On July 4th, we bought our own fireworks and it's too bad that I wasn't taking a video on my camera when Dad lit one and it zoomed into the garage. He's lucky it didn't hit the car. I don't think he knew that it was a spinning firework until it went off.
The next day, we went to Jonesborough to watch him play in the community band. There were some characters out that day. Oh, and a mini pony!!!!! I love those things. I got Seth to take a picture. After eating dinner with the band, watching some concha dancing and looking at a bunch of shiny tractors, we walked around a bit, then settled into our seats to listen to the band and watch fireworks. The neighbor's grandson couldn't keep his hands off Emily and his grandmother said he was going to get kicked out of school.
That Sunday, I got to go on a motorcycle ride with Papaw and my dad and we went down into "the country," even though I consider the majority of TN to be "the country" compared to here. That's a good thing; I like space.

Ok, so the following weekend (July 11-13), Alex, Sarah and I got to go to Wilmington. We tried to get Sara to go, but she was a bum and didn't go. (She just told me it's not nice to write that about her). But we love her anyway and it was a wonderfully fantastic trip...Although Alex made a face on my back in seashells, then brought over two jellyfish to where Sarah and I were sitting because she's Alex...We love her, too.

I also got to see my friend Nichole from Australia. We hadn't seen each other in a year, but we picked right up where we left off and it made me miss traveling even more.
Ok, so the following weekend (July 11-13), Alex, Sarah and I got to go to Wilmington. We tried to get Sara to go, but she was a bum and didn't go. (She just told me it's not nice to write that about her). But we love her anyway and it was a wonderfully fantastic trip...Although Alex made a face on my back in seashells, then brought over two jellyfish to where Sarah and I were sitting because she's Alex...We love her, too.
I also got to see my friend Nichole from Australia. We hadn't seen each other in a year, but we picked right up where we left off and it made me miss traveling even more.
Oh, I'm forgetting one of the best parts about the trip: we only spent $88 each. :) Sometimes it's good to stay in a crappy hotel.
On Wednesday, I celebrated my half birthday (or really just a reason to get everyone together). There were just a few of us, but it was good to see a couple of people I rarely get to see.
I think I'm up to speed now. Last night I went to a cook out/birthday bash for a former co-worker from the Observer. I hadn't seen my old co-workers for five months since I left, so I'm glad I got to spend some time with them. They're exactly the same; I miss them.
...I think that's the most abbreviated version of three weeks I've ever written, but at least I'm trying. Oh yes, and I'm moving this weekend. Half of me wants to move and the other half doesn't. I like living with someone I know, but I need to be closer to work. This other place is in Indian Trail and only 10 miles from work (instead of 30) and 5 and a half miles from the seminary, so I'll be saving a lot on gas.
Sara just told me she's going to cry herself to sleep at night.
Me: No, you're not.
Sara: You're probably right...But I will miss you...Where am I going to find a roommate? I want to live with someone I know and like. What am I going to do? What if the cars don't sell?...
Sara: You're probably right...But I will miss you...Where am I going to find a roommate? I want to live with someone I know and like. What am I going to do? What if the cars don't sell?...
I'm not sure where the last part came from. I told her she sounds like a stressed out adult, then I turned around and saw that she was stretched out on my bed with a blanket over her head. I take that back.
Well I do believe it's time to end my lazy day with bedtime. Say a prayer for me...I have a textbook to read in the next few weeks and I'm not going to have much time to do it. This is what I get for thinking, "It's still July; I have until September." I guess it just hit me today that it's the END of July and all my weekends are now full until my other two classes start.
P.S. As we are in the thick of hurricane/tropical storm season, it's occurred to me that there's never been a Hurricane Tiffany. (I looked it up). Does anyone know if you can put your name on a waiting list? It was obviously a good choice for jewelry and light fixtures...
P.P.S. Wednesday is National Cheesecake Day. Being a die-hard Golden Girls fan, I thought that was pertinent information.
2 comments:
Watch out; Seth is going to be bringing home legions of women with that bitchin' stash and those shreddin' guitar skillz.
You are moving to Indian Trail and you didn't even tell me? ouch
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