How it all began...

<sup>Matthew 1 :18-25

18</sup>This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. ¹⁹Because Joseph her husband was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.

²⁰But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. ²¹She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus,^[c] because he will save his people from their sins."

²²All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: ²³"The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel"^[d]—which means, "God with us."

²⁴When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife. ²⁵But he had no union with her until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name Jesus.

Christmas Card Design

My little hound will be on the front of my Christmas card...look how sweet!

Infatuation

1 : to cause to be foolish : deprive of sound judgment
2 : to inspire with a foolish or extravagant love or admiration
- in·fat·u·a·tion /-"fa-ch&-'wA-sh&n/ noun

In my head, sound judgment is being tossed to the wind. Clear intelligent thoughts are clouded - no, absent, intelligence is absent in these thoughts. I have found my mind weighed and intrigued by an individual. A pleasant intellectual that is unaware that my thoughts drift towards them at any given time. I play with ideas of interaction. I allow my self to day dream and give into whimsical wishing.


What's best about him? Knowledge & faith. He's smart, keen.
- How attractive.

Also, he's thoughtful. Just listen to him talk about his Grandfather.
- There's untapped depth and respect.

He's well-traveled and adventurous.
- Even better.

But I grow tired of waiting.

Get a new post...

A direct quote from a friend and fellow blogger was "Get a new blog up - I'm tired of seeing Happy Punk'in day"

Well here's what's on my mind.

The Holidays.
Not just one, but all of them. I'm pumped. I'm ready.
Bring on the friends, family and fun. Screw 9 to 5.
Bring it.
Fa la la la la, la la la - la.

See new holiday inspired frock below.

- It's Mr. HalloWienie to you

Happy Punk'n Day!

It's PINK

I'm writing this post as a reminder. Not just a personal reminder but I'm asking for accountability from my online community.
In several months I will be a bridesmaid in my good friend Kimberly wedding in Maui. I'm very pumped about being a part of her wedding, going to Hawaii and celebrating, but I'm afraid. I'm being really girly and shallow, but I have to wear a light PINK DRESS on the beach in just a short time. Now, I have auburn hair and currently my tan is fading, and I have made a pact with my self to loose a few lbs before heading to this event.
Now, I'm very thankful that my friend was thoughtful enough to let each maid select the top portion of the 2 piece dress that we will be wearing. I was so afraid that I would be asked to wear a strapless bodice of some kind and have to wrangle myself in so that there's not a wedding "incident" to speak of when the bridesmaid procession occurs. But alas I can select my support system and I happy to report there are many lovely choices. And on the weight note, I've lost about 10 lbs, give or take a few and I can actually start to envision a more comfortable me on the beaches of Maui.

So I thought that from now on I would ask for some subtle reminders and humorous support from the bloggers out there. If you can, just throw me a sweet shout out into the comments from now on. Just leave the words PINK DRESS, in the comments field and that will be my cheering section to stay focused and I will feel the love.

Thanks and think PINK - I know I will.

New Outfit = Happy Girl

My sister and I ran to the mall this morning, and we saw lots of great things. I never go to the mall on the weekends b/c it's so crazy crowed. But we made an exception because my sister felt the need for a quick trip to pick up a new fall "do".

We found her a sassy black skirt with flat pleats at the edge, a Kelly green sweater and strappy black heals. I , who was not going to get anything (like I ever walk out of the mall with out an new item) saw a snappy skirt and shirt that rocks. I'll show a picture for those who need visuals:



Lots of great styles this season + I think I've mentioned how much I Y fall, including clothes.

LeConte Photo Journal '05

Lets ride.

I've never owned a pair of cowboy boots. I love shoes and I really love a beautiful pair of leather boots. But I've never seen a pair of cowboy boots that said "Tiffany".
That was until I saw these:



All I have to say is that these are going to look good with my favorite jeans. And once on I may not ever take'em off.

Pack Mule

So my annual hike up Mt. LeConte is coming up very soon and I can't wait to get on the trail. I think of this hike as my official fall kick off. I've dusted off my hiking gear and and I've been walking the tread mill extra steep the last several months. I love the woods and I can't wait to snuggle down in that old cabin a top the beautiful smokey mountains. This year, I'm going to make it apoint to go see the sunrise or sunset atop mertle point. I've skipped it the last several years but lifes too short to miss that view.

If I'm very still and reflective, I think I can already smell the low lush pines that graze the very top of the mountain.

The best part of my week...

The best part of my week was that the summer weather has started giving in to fall. All week I drove with the top down on my Wrangler. I can say for the first time this year commuting was the high light of my day.
Thank God for cooler weather and sunshine! You've reminded me that Autumn is on it's way.

Bring it.

Monday

And that's all I have to say about that.

Sweet as Pie

After one CRAZY week...I needed some normalcy. I was home early today because I had a bucket truck in my back yard trimming a tree that had shed a limb on my neighbor's garage roof this week. I had been in my back yard last Saturday and I heard this eerie deep shriek from up in the very top on the only tree I have in my back yard. The noise was the beginning of the situation that dominated my week. It did little roof damage, broke my fence and left a nasty mess. And dealing with my insurance company for the first time has been interesting to say the least.

But since my entire week was consumed with negotiations and explanations I was looking for a distraction that would swirl my weekend back to normal. So I looked around for a project this afternoon, since that's what usually distracts me. I thought about drawing or working on one of many unfinished paintings but I talked myself out of those ideas. So I remebered that my mother handed me a bag of home-grown apples and suggested that they would be great for a pie. Now, my mom has handed me countless bags of apples over the years with the same instruction - I just never have had the urge to go home a bake a home-made pie. But this afternoon my feelings were different. I felt the urge to bake.

So, as I sat down and peeled and sugared each apple with care, the memories of being a child and watching my mother do the very same thing started coming back. I traced the steps that she had showed me and found peace in rolling out pie dough. I buttered and folded the crusts and layered the top with small pieces of butter. I was so content and happy with myself that as soon as the timer went off I jumped and went to inspect my finished masterpiece.

Now, I am sitting watching it rain on my newly trimmed sweet gum tree and I'm slicing into my warm desert, with a tall glass of milk. Satchel's at my bare feet and everything seems less stressful and the world is a little more sweet.

Actively looking for one Sugar Daddy...Inquire within.

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Location: Atlanta, GA
Status: Full Time, Employee
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Relevant Work Experience: 5+ to 7 Years
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Education Level: Bachelor's Degree or beyond

Job Description
Reporting to the me - Southeast division, (CD) serves as the principle household income lead and manages all financial matters on major accounts. Sugar daddy must be prepared for evaluations and coaching.

RESPONSIBILITIES:
• Responsible for all financiall matters
• Responsible for maintaining a consistent well paying job
• Offers compelling complements to his kept woman
• Works directly with his kept woman on travel plans and frequent vacations
• Helps maintain active list of creative ideas for weekly date nights

REQUIRED KNOWLEDGE AND EXPERIENCE:
• Minimum of 5 yrs Sugar Daddy work experience
• Recognized expertise in his kept woman and frequently tells her how luck he is
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Which theologian are you?

You scored as Martin Luther. The daddy of the Reformation. You are opposed to any Catholic ideas of works-salvation and see the scriptures as being primarily authoritative.

Karl Barth 87% John Calvin 87% Charles Finney 87% Martin Luther 87% Friedrich Schleiermacher 80% Anselm 73% Jonathan Edwards 67% J�rgen Moltmann 47% Paul Tillich 40% Augustine 33% Which theologian are you? created with QuizFarm.com

Early crushes and other wounds of the 80's

While trying to relax after work today I saw a commercial on the Sci-fi channel for one of my favorite shows ever. Buck Rogers in the 25th Century. It was early in my childhood that I became smitten with the Tom Brokaw of space. He wore a tight white space suite and had a fly starship. He was my man - and I was his first grader. Uh - I was really young when the show was on. I guess I was 4, maybe when it started? I was trying to do the math and I confused my self. But I know I was in elementary when the show ended.

Anyway -as I was taking a stroll down memory lane, I started thinking about all of those early childhood imaginary crushes. You know the loves and infatuation you developed through TV/movies. Ah, how those first crushes were the building block of my adolescence...

Here's my list, maybe it will strike up a few memories of your own.

• Almonzo Wilder (LHP)
• Ponch/John (CHIPS)
• Buck Rogers
• Danny Zuko (Grease)
• Bo & Luke Duke (DOH)
• Michael Knight (Knight Rider)
• Thomas Sullivan Magnum III (Magnum,PI)
• Jason 'J.D.' Dean (Heathers)
• Dr. Jones (ROTLA)

well hello there....handy man

Dear guy in line in front of me at the home improvement store...
- your hot.
Thanks for talking to me while in line and apologizing for the slow check out line.
- your hot.
It's not your fault the cashier couldn't scan your items.
- your hot.
It just made for an even longer interaction.
- your hot
And sorry that some one ran over your mailbox.
- your hot
And yes all the paving stones in my cart were heavy to pick-up.
- your hot
And yes, I am single and you should have asked for my number after stairing at me across the parking lot, while loading your car.
- your hot and nice
By the way, you would have gotton my real number.
- cause your hot and obviously handy

Hope to talk hardware soon -
me

Corporate Compliance Blows

From almost 7 years I have endured the guilt of working in an environment that believes that dedication means no less that 60 hours a week. They have little compassion for balanced lives.

They're mission statement:
You'll be a success as long as your top priority is your job.

Are you looked down upon for wanting to work 9 hours day? And is this trend something that can be stopped? How do we as workers get around the guilt and persecution for the need to set aside work at the appropriate time?

Do most companies function this way? Or are there company's out there that believe that people need balance and they are not disposable and neither are there personal lives.

I need some help. I don't ask for help very often but I need opinions from my Corporate America brothers and sisters.

Yard gnomes beware

I Y my weed eater
I ask everyone this question...is it so wrong to love such a wonderful device?

I actually caught my self day dreaming about the usage of my newest lawn tool, my precious Ryobi interchangeable head weed wacker while at work. Ahh all that time we'll spend, edging and trimming. I never knew the pure pleasure of putting the finishing touches around my yard. The only thing I can compare it to is the experience I used to have as a child of coloring inside all the shapes of a picture in a coloring book and then outline each shape with a hard dark line. It just solves all the worlds problems (sad isn't it)

I also love the faces of all of my retired neighbors when I come out in boots, cammo pants and a tank and goggles' and just tear my yard up. It's like I'd like to tell-'em "stop with your staring and pull up a lawn chair 'cause I've got some grass to chew"

To sum it up, you ain't a real woman 'til you smell like fuel and you've felt the sting of trimming wire on your shins.

What happens at Happy Karaoke, stays at Happy Karaoke

So, I had a revelation this past Sat. night. I discovered that I am doing a great injustice to this world if I continue repressing my true purpose in life. I'm destine to become one of the worlds greatest karaoke singers. The song in me can keep silent no longer.

The music beast awoke in me as I discovered private karaoke singing rooms. These rooms are the truest test of friendship one can endure. If you can make it in the trenches of this small, echo filled, tambourine equipped room, well then you've made your self a friend.

And the awards go to:

Matthew - MVP (Dude you can kill a song but the passion pulls you though every time -rrragh)
Sunny - Best New Artist (You have the pitch of Norah Jones, you can carry a tune through a pile of hot coals)
Brian - Most karaoke-man like behavior (that's until you threaten to wrap the mic cord around Matthew's neck)

If I abandon my job, I can be found in booth 8 in a bright orange building on the east side of the city - just listen for the echo of Sade's "Smooth Operator"

Things I haven't said to Sarah....

Dear Sarah,
(Let me start with my 2 formal apologies.)
I want to begin this letter to you buy apologizing for not calling you back the last 2 times you've call. I'm sorry. There's no excuse and I've got it on my top priority list to correct this, after all I want to talk to you desperately.

Second, I've failed you in not sending you a graduation card/gift. I keep reasoning that I'll get to see you soon and that I'll express it in person. And in doing this, I have ignored it all together. Not good.

But let me say that I am so proud that your one of my closest, best friends. I am honored to know you and confided in your friendship! You're so sweet and thoughtful, and best of all, your adventurous, faithful spirit renews me each time we talk!
I hope your enjoying your time in Boston... and I'm calling soon!

your friend,
Tiff

Section 120, Row 13, Seat 5

An almost rainy night at Turner field turned into a great night for a Braves game...
We, my sister, niece and bro-n-law went to the game in celebration of my sisters b-day which is this week.
The seats we're the best we'd all had, very close - just a little behind 3rd. We had to be watchful and fearful of fly balls coming to wreak havic on the 2 non-athletic girls in the family. it was kind of stressful at times but altogether fun.

Concessions of choice: Hot dog, chips, dc, and best of all - Dipp'n freak'n dots - they rock and should be sold at the grocery store mind you.




Happy Birthday Sis!
I would have snap your photo but-cha kept leaning out of the shot.

Images from Ireland

Land and Sky



Mom & Me on "The Rock Of Cashel"



Celtic Cross



Midevil Cathedral that was burned by Cromwell



Monk Tower



Emerald Coast


God's Promise



Golf Course



Downtown



Kilkenny Castle



Window



Me @ Mosse Pottery



Baahhh



Cliffs of Moher



Fence Detail