<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321</id><updated>2012-01-24T08:32:00.215-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Teacher Talk'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Adventures with Rita'/><category term='Quizes'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Flatmates'/><category term='A MUST READ'/><category term='&quot;Deep&quot; Thoughts'/><category term='Blah'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Single Life'/><title type='text'>TIFFANY Meets World</title><subtitle type='html'>"Laughter is an instant vacation!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6787149887255532598</id><published>2011-11-05T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:50:13.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week!  I'm getting Married!</title><content type='html'>Hello!  Blogger is actually working today!  Every time I try to get on here it's either not working or my parents internet is having a hard time.  I am so excited to marry Jake in a week.  He is such a great guy!  I love being with him and hate the days when we don't get to see each other.  Everything for the wedding has been coming together and I can't wait to it all to happen.  I almost have my sub plans ready too.  Yipppeee!!  It's amazing all the little details that go into weddings.  Props to everyone that has prepared for a wedding, wow!  I just want to pinch myself.  I can't believe how amazing everything is right now.  I feel so grateful for everything.  Hopefully I'll get to see many of you in a week too :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6787149887255532598?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6787149887255532598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6787149887255532598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6787149887255532598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6787149887255532598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/1-week-im-getting-married.html' title='1 Week!  I&apos;m getting Married!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4726056099196746203</id><published>2011-06-07T23:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:26:18.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Pretty please work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4726056099196746203?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4726056099196746203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4726056099196746203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4726056099196746203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4726056099196746203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-9112373345219285358</id><published>2010-12-21T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:18:48.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Whoa....what can I say...I've been busy :).  A few months ago I met this great guy named Jake and well we hit it off and have been dating for a while now.  It's weird, I've had hardly anytime to facebook,email, blog, etc and I feel happy about it.  In a way my life has changed drastically, but being busy hasn't changed a bit.  Jake writes the sports column for a paper in Tooele.  So between his games, school events/grading and family, a little traveling, my life is quite full.  Of course I couldn't be happier.  Most of all, I'm full of gratitude.  I'm so thankful for everyone in my life and for all of the wonderful things going on.  My sister Leslee's recently got engaged, she's ecstatic and the wedding plans are in full bloom now that they've picked a date.  Joey and Emily are expecting a baby girl in February, the Finley family is growing at rapid speed.  Aaron joined the National Guard and will be going to boot camp come January.  Ryan just announced his first girlfriend on facebook, haha.  I always think it's funny when I find out things about my own family on facebook.  My parents are going crazy keeping up with all their kids.   We are so lucky that they care so much and support us in so many ways.  My mom is so sweet planning and organizing everything, my dad serving in every way possible...fixing cars and he's going to help me move next week.  Yep, move.  I'm moving home.  Speaking of moving, I better get a packing.  I hope all of you have a very Merry Christmas and that you're healthy and happy.  I wish there was a way possible to see every one of you this holiday season and give a great big hug :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-9112373345219285358?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9112373345219285358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=9112373345219285358&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9112373345219285358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9112373345219285358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3157551764728175087</id><published>2010-09-27T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:42:50.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote from Women's Conference</title><content type='html'>"If you judge people, you have no time to love them". Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks President Monson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3157551764728175087?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3157551764728175087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3157551764728175087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3157551764728175087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3157551764728175087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote-from-womens-conference.html' title='Quote from Women&apos;s Conference'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4413896042402904241</id><published>2010-09-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:36:51.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKLY BRAIN DRAIN</title><content type='html'>Spanish Class. &lt;br /&gt;Dad's 50th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Grantsville.&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;Lion King w/ Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar House Park Run.&lt;br /&gt;Women's Conference.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck A Rama.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Birthday 50th Bday.&lt;br /&gt;Hot Rod = lame movie.&lt;br /&gt;Live. Laugh. Love. Cliche' but true.&lt;br /&gt;Lot's to teach!&lt;br /&gt;Working on Relief Society Newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;Visiting teaching. &lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Motivated..&lt;br /&gt;Fun family.&lt;br /&gt;Math Class.&lt;br /&gt;BBBS.&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron joined National Guard.&lt;br /&gt;Leslee's hair is cute.&lt;br /&gt;Elissa having a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is having a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Kristy had flu.&lt;br /&gt;Niki is going to Israel soon.&lt;br /&gt;Heather is engaged.&lt;br /&gt;Emily is looking cute w/a little bump.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is getting so old.&lt;br /&gt;Mom knows every low-fat diet food in the book.&lt;br /&gt;Molly is back in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;Tasha has my back.&lt;br /&gt;Made my bed today.&lt;br /&gt;Need maid. &lt;br /&gt;Judge not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4413896042402904241?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4413896042402904241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4413896042402904241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4413896042402904241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4413896042402904241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekly-brain-drain.html' title='WEEKLY BRAIN DRAIN'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2766471571479080330</id><published>2010-09-12T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:05:15.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Pretty much I'm terrible at blogging now... I'm sorry, I'm sorry.  It's just so much easier to post pics on facebook and call it good.  However, I hear there's a company that will print your blog for good price.  So I better get back to the grind because heaven knows I don't journal often enough.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer-This summer was a blast!  I was nanny 3 days a week to save a little extra cash.  Most of it was spent having fun...  I went on two camping trips with singles wards which were a blast. In July I turned a year older while I was in Lake Powell, woot woot.  I got my first speeding ticket on our drive home from Powell.  My drivers license had expired while I was there so that was no beauno. My family took a few boating trips and that was pretty awesome.  I can now almost wake board!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to School-  My class is pretty great so far.  I only have two kids who throw tantrums...happy, happy, joy, joy.  I've only had to get out the paddle a few times, lol.  No basically I give them choices...most of the time it works like a charm.  We will have no whiners in Camp Finley!!   This is year 6 for me.  Can you believe it!  It feels so great to know what I'm doing now.  Not that I'm teacher of the year or anything, but I feel pretty confident about the ins and outs of the classroom.  This is my third year teaching third so that helps as well.  I think I'll stay in this grade for another decade, switching grades is a real pain the rear and throws your grove off quite a bit.  I have 5 kids reading on or above grade level, which leaves 22 kids way far behind.  I have my work cut out for me.  I asked the kids to write down their home address the other day and only 4 of them new it.  So for all you parents out there...teach your kid their address in case of emergencies, it just might come in handy one day ;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall-  Over Labor day I went to Jackson Hole with Tasha, Erin and Brooke.  We had a grand ol time setting up a tent in the middle of the night.  We spent a day shopping and touring the town and another day hiking around Jenny Lake.  I'm loving the outdoors more and more.  I started a hiking class yesterday.  I will be going on a new hike every Saturday morning.  I'm pretty stoked about it.  Friday night I went hiking with my mom on Coyote Trail which is near my parents house. Saturday I hiked Elephant Rock.   My booty is a little soar from all the intense hiking two days in a row. &lt;br /&gt;Dad-Helping kids, helping kids more, and helping kids.  Hunting.  House projects. etc.  Working.&lt;br /&gt;Mom-Helping kids find cars for hours on end.  Babysitting, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Leslee- Dating Scott; they're in love &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Joe &amp; Em-  Joe is going to BYU.  Switched majors to Journalism, seems to suite him.  And guess what Emily is prego....which means I'm going to be an aunt!  Yeah!  Can't wait!  I'm excited for their little surprise to come to the world.  Em is also teaching Chemistry in Alpine this year. &lt;br /&gt;Aaron- Going to SLCC.  Thinking of having the military pay for his schooling.  Dating Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan-Senior at Jordan and looking for a new job.  Cute kid, makes me laugh all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2766471571479080330?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2766471571479080330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2766471571479080330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2766471571479080330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2766471571479080330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/09/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4654975164266491728</id><published>2010-07-14T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:03:31.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeep Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/TD6Wk8PdBAI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/MGG3zadurFk/s1600/Jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/TD6Wk8PdBAI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/MGG3zadurFk/s400/Jeep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493994156828984322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months ago I tried to get my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FLIRT &lt;/span&gt;on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started by driving to work.  Actually by curling my hair, applying that make-up and choosing something that makes me feel good to wear....you'd be surprised, those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;three things are essential to get the FLIRT on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A jeep pulls up next me.  I can't look, too &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;.  Next light, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;slow glance&lt;/span&gt;. Another red!  I smile.  About to turn into the neighborhood.  Realize I'm never going to see this kid again. Smile and wave...the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;flirty kind&lt;/span&gt;.  Nothing to lose, why not?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; I'm not getting any younger.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Park.&lt;/span&gt; Walk towards school. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; See Jeep guy pull in parking lot&lt;/span&gt;.  Freak out. Walk faster and faster and FASTER.  Crap, all I did was follow &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;a few simple techniques, look good, smile, wave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tell a few favorite staff members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next day.  Kindergarten teacher tells me a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;note&lt;/span&gt; was left on her car.  It made her husband mad.  Note says, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"You are super cute.  I was in the jeep.  If you are single and interested, my number is...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jeep Guy. I'm flattered.  You rock and are fearless.  Two thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4654975164266491728?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4654975164266491728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4654975164266491728&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4654975164266491728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4654975164266491728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/07/jeep-guy.html' title='Jeep Guy'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/TD6Wk8PdBAI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/MGG3zadurFk/s72-c/Jeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3770108107833343802</id><published>2010-05-08T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:38:14.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks...until Summer Break!</title><content type='html'>I can not wait!  Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3770108107833343802?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3770108107833343802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3770108107833343802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3770108107833343802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3770108107833343802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/4-weeksuntil-summer-break.html' title='4 Weeks...until Summer Break!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4422786617739773191</id><published>2010-05-01T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:22:08.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Woman! I paid off the car aka JET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S9y2fN12SKI/AAAAAAAAC3c/kRDvROOcnRA/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S9y2fN12SKI/AAAAAAAAC3c/kRDvROOcnRA/s400/car.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466444695128656034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid off my car!  Ah, what a good feeling!  For the first time I physically own something that was kinda of a big purchase!  Well besides my education...all 6 years of it!  I like not owing anyone money...I could get used to this.  But the thought has crossed my mind..hmmm should I buy another one??  NO Way JOSE'!  That is money in the bank for the next big purchase!  Why do I always want to spend money though??  I swear this life is all about self control!  In every area of my life I have to use this...cars, food, clothes, dating, speaking... see what I mean!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Self -Control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway, I don't have anything funny or grand to say.  Life is just rollin'.  Hope it's going well for all of you, my dear faithful blog readers!  Cheers to happy day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4422786617739773191?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4422786617739773191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4422786617739773191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4422786617739773191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4422786617739773191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-woman-i-paid-off-car-aka-jet.html' title='Free Woman! I paid off the car aka JET!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S9y2fN12SKI/AAAAAAAAC3c/kRDvROOcnRA/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7455413637699606043</id><published>2010-04-06T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:51:10.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Lane...College Talent Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S7wA-Ug2OjI/AAAAAAAAC1c/CsXIJfrSpWo/s1600/Arial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S7wA-Ug2OjI/AAAAAAAAC1c/CsXIJfrSpWo/s400/Arial.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457237919124568626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this song that my roommates (aka Firehouse girls!)  and I wrote to the tune of the Little Mermaid song.  I was busting up laughing...it's obvious that we wrote this in college. I figure I should add this to my blog collection in case I lose this lovely college artifact. Cheers to a good laugh!  Enjoy:). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Caution:  All views are not solely mine and keep in mind we were 19!  A few years ago, oh gosh!  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Best if sung out loud :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tribute to RM's--Part of Their World...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at these boys--aren't they so cute,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to find them at the institute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking around here you think--sure--they are everywhere??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at this trove, treasures untold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many scriptures can one elder hold?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking around you think--sure we've got everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got counsel from bishop aplenty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got "Let's feed the the ward" all galore!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want non-members--we've got many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who cares, no big deal, we want more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be where the sweet boys are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to see, want to see them dancing--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around doing what do they call it again--oh, splits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dating preemies--you don't get too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RM's required for courting--marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting to register--what's that place called?  Oh, Target...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whens it my turn, wouldn't I love--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to slip that honking ring on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch and you'll see--someday I'll be--MRS. RMmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7455413637699606043?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7455413637699606043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7455413637699606043&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7455413637699606043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7455413637699606043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/04/memory-lanecollege-talent-show.html' title='Memory Lane...College Talent Show'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S7wA-Ug2OjI/AAAAAAAAC1c/CsXIJfrSpWo/s72-c/Arial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8620949108747803598</id><published>2010-02-23T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:02:35.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Teach, I look good 24-7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I was thinking about how my students make me laugh!  I told the kids that they looked cute today and one little boy said, "oh teach I look good 24-7!"  So I found these cute kids to substitute for my students since I can't put their darling little faces on here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx2lQzgzI/AAAAAAAAC1U/juMVyeMmkgU/s1600-h/laugh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx2lQzgzI/AAAAAAAAC1U/juMVyeMmkgU/s320/laugh1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441669801044050738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx2ILObUI/AAAAAAAAC1M/3amjyGok_hw/s1600-h/kids-laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx2ILObUI/AAAAAAAAC1M/3amjyGok_hw/s320/kids-laughing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441669793236020546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx1p0wyPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/0p1BueB4OAA/s1600-h/kids2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx1p0wyPI/AAAAAAAAC1E/0p1BueB4OAA/s320/kids2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441669785088739570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx1bSwoaI/AAAAAAAAC08/zPQC3wNtz0E/s1600-h/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx1bSwoaI/AAAAAAAAC08/zPQC3wNtz0E/s1600-h/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx1bSwoaI/AAAAAAAAC08/zPQC3wNtz0E/s320/kids1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441669781188026786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8620949108747803598?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8620949108747803598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8620949108747803598&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8620949108747803598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8620949108747803598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-teach-i-look-good-24-7.html' title='Oh Teach, I look good 24-7!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/S4Sx2lQzgzI/AAAAAAAAC1U/juMVyeMmkgU/s72-c/laugh1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1233666465895793202</id><published>2010-02-09T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:48:12.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is LOVE according to 3rd Graders???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Love is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I had my students describe in their own words what love is.  It was funny to see their reactions..."ugh really??"  One girl look mortified by the thought of writing on such a topic.  Two or three of the boys had some deep thoughts about the subject; they'll be heart throbs for sure.  A few of the girls will be sorely disappointed...haha, just kidding. So in honor of Valentines day I've provided some quality entertainment written by my very own THIRD GRADERS!!  Woot, woot!  Cheers to this day of love!  Hope everyone get's a little smile, I mean a REALLY BIG GRIN on this day! :)  PS Keep in mind some of my students are ELL (English Language Learners) and so it may be a bit confusing...such is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl: Love is great because it is a crush.  Love is everywhere.  Love is peace, happiness and marriage.  Marriage leads to kids and a house. The person I want to fall in love with is someone who is buff and treats me like a lady and will buy me anything I want.  If you fall in love you want to grow old with that person.  And be happy and famous and a trillionaire and have a big house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is showing care for other people.  It’s like a star growing brighter and brighter.  It’s like a rock growing stronger and stronger.  It’s like a shield that protects you.  Love wraps you in a warm feeling.  Love is learning.  Love is caring.  Every day you feel something warm.  Love brings us close to something.  Love is everything.  Love shows everything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy: Love is a crush.  It is a thing that you give gifts.  I love my mom and my dad.  Everyone in the world has a crush, including me.  DO you have a crush?  Yes.  She is in my class.  This is fun, really fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is when you have a crush on somebody.  I don’t like love.  Love is also when you really like somebody.  I just like people like my friends. I hate love but some people like love.  Love is like a seed.  When it is planted it only grows once.  It has to be planted just right or it will not grow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is a feeling that you have that makes you happy.  Love can be different.  You can love a family member or a friend.  Love is a special thing that represents Valentine’s Day.  You can get cards, hearts or candy.  Love is so, so, so special to me.   Love is loving your family.  You can love somebody like your brother, sister, or family members. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is the important thing is that people can have in the world.  Some people already lost someone they love.  People love their family like I do. Love is cool.  Love is something or someone that we like.  I like my mom and dad, sister and brother, grandmothers and grandfathers.  Love is so cool.  Love is a crush with someone.  Like mom’s fall in love with our dads.  Love is great because it is the important thing in the word because we love our moms and dads and family.  People that already died, we still love them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  What is love?  Love is when you like someone very, very, much and they love you back.  Just like when your mom loves your dad.  Or like how I love school and math.  Love is when you care about others and not about yourself and showing happiness, affection and love.  Like milk and cookies or pancakes and butter.  I want to fall in love with someone who will love me for the rest of my life and someone that’ll show me love and not someone who is weird.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl: Love is about a happy ending. Happy endings have love in them.  I love my family.  My parents may yell at me, but they said that’s the way they love me.  The next person in my family is my biggest sister, she is 18 years old.  She helps me a lot.  I also like my second big sister; she is nice, kind and careful.  My third little sister is nice and my baby sister is cute. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is when someone has a crush on you or you love a family member or your pet.  Love is good for some people.  It makes people happy.  When someone loves you they would follow you around and give you gifts.  But if they don’t love you they would not do any of that stuff.  I love my mom, dad, brother, sister, pet, grandma, grandpa, cousin and my uncle too.  I love everyone in my family.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love brings happiness to people’s hearts.  It always makes people feel good and happy about love.  Love also includes hugs and kisses.  Sometimes love can fall apart and you can get really sad.  You can cry when someone asks you out.  You can love your family, friends, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmas and grandpas.  Love is perfect and your heart tells you who you love.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is trash.  I only love my mom and my dog.  Love is really a crush or when you kiss someone or hug someone.  Some people like love, but some people hate love like me.  I love animals.  My favorite animal is the eagle.  I love birds.  They are really cute.  They are different colors. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  What is love?  Love is being kind to people and showing respect to your parents, family and friends.  Love is when people are married and when your parents show respect.  Love is a crush.  I only like being kind to people.  I like guts, blood, and slime because it’s cool.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is a crush.  It is also sweetness.  If you are kind to a friend or family you are showing love.  Love is shown in so many different ways.  It is beauty.  It comes from a holiday called Valentine’s Day.  It is fun.  You get cards and candy.  You could also get a gift from someone you love.  Love is here every day no matter if it is different.  It is still the same.  I love because it is beauty. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is when you love your family or if you have a crush.  Lots of people have different kinds of love.  Some people love people as a friend, a family, or a crush.  Love makes the world go round.  I think love is the most wonderfulest thing that’s on this earth.  I think love is one of the important things.  I love, love!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is when you love someone or you love them like a friend.  Love is a brother, a sister, or a dad.  Love is when you love your parent and respect them and listen to them when she or he is out of work you can help them clean.  Love is when I listen to my teachers or tow my parents or baby sister.  Love is when you give something that people need.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy: Love is barfy.  Grotatious.  Puke.  It makes me puke.  Barf.  It is disgusting.  Love is puke.  Barfy.  Grotatious.  Puke.  It is disgusting.  It makes me barf.  It is barfy.  I love my king cobra and python and my parana’ and my baby shark and my bird.  The end.   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is a sweet thing.  You can experience love by looking at it.  You can love anything you like because everybody loves different things.  Love is really important to me.  Love is an awesome feeling.  You can love anyone you want.  It can be a family member or a friend.  Love is really beautiful.  It can be anything you want it to be. Love is a crush.  It can be sweet.  Love is awesome.  Hearts flow above the people you love.  Love can be a happy feeling.  You can also love your family any way you want.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is pretty but not to me.  Love is like pretty for everyone.  But for Miss Finley she likes it.  She loves Valentines.  She thinks Valentines is cute.  Love is dumb.  Love for me is so dumb.  People in the world like valentines.  My mom hates valentines because she thinks it’s ugly because she thinks valentine’s is just for people with boyfriends.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girl:  Love is something that is in all of us, but it is different.  But the important thing is that we all have love in us.  And love is important to me.  The love I feel is warm and nice and fluffy and cute and me.  I love my mom, my dad, my sisters and my grandparents.  What love is, is a feeling inside that makes me feel good, but not for most people.  My families love, it’s pure.  It’s us and our love is love.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is when you like someone very much.  Love is when you have a crush on somebody like friend, classmate, or money?  Love stinks badly.  Love is disgusting like puke and dogs droppings.  It breaks your heart when it’s green/red, you’re heartless.  Love is weird.  Love is evil like a villain, it’s chillin like a villain.  Today and everyday love is making guys eat hey.  Love is wrong.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  I love my family as friends.  I love my mom, my dad, my brother and my sisters.  Love means you have a baby.  Love is barf.  Love is disgusting and gross and nasty.  I hate love.  Love is a battlefield.  Love is stupid.  I hate love.  It is retarded!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is loving my mom and dad and my brothers and if I do kind things and love each other.  I love my friends and my grandma and grandpa.  Love is a kind of kindness.  I love my family. I love animals and macaroni and cheese.  I love my heart and everyone.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is poo and poo is love.  Love sucks.  I hate love.  I like bloody stuff.  I like my family.  I like my brothers Justin and Coltin.  I like my sisters Jocelen, Kylee and Savanah.  I like mom and dad.  Poo makes the world go round. I like valentines because of all the candy and stuff people give you.   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love means you love someone really bad.  It’s when you feel good.  Who you love is a crush.  You love people, things, or anything.  It’s the best thing ever!  Love is the best thing on earth.  Love makes you feel good.  The end.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is the most important thing on earth because people like love.  I like love too.  I love my mom and my two dogs.  I love my sister.  And if you are 16 you can go on a date.  I love Utah and Love is perfect.  I love my girlfriend.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is gross.  I think it sucks.  Love wants me to barf.  The only thing that I love is slime.  I think that love is disgusting.  I also love guts and blood.  I love my family.  I also think that we need to get rid of love.  I think that love is dumb.  Then I think love is stupid.  We need to get rid of love right away.  Love is sweet and kind.  Love is really nice and beautiful.  Love is perfect it pumps when you’re in love.  It’s really pretty. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;LD Traditional Print&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boy:  Love is being nice to others.  You can love your family.  It’s showing manners.  Playing nicely.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1233666465895793202?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1233666465895793202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1233666465895793202&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1233666465895793202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1233666465895793202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-love-according-to-3rd-graders.html' title='What is LOVE according to 3rd Graders???'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1304261262636864636</id><published>2010-01-31T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:23:58.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The D Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seriously?&lt;div&gt;What's the deal with dating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're sad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want them you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't.  &lt;div&gt;I just don't get it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't sign up to be a life long dater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ask you out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ambitious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just want to give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We long to have someone to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love to cherish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To admire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To snuggle with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's our innate desire to be with someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To experience the good, the bad and the ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A witness of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is complicated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it timing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's easier to be single.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't Quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope. Believe. Pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1304261262636864636?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1304261262636864636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1304261262636864636&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1304261262636864636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1304261262636864636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-word.html' title='The D Word'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5701867947401842529</id><published>2010-01-15T23:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:39:59.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 is here, what???</title><content type='html'>So apparently I don't blog anymore! Oh well, you will all just have to call me for updates, hehe. Lots has happened. My brother got married! Christmas came and went. New Years came and went. Niki and Moly got engaged! Lots of dates. Set some new goals. So there you have have it. My life in a nutshell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5701867947401842529?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5701867947401842529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5701867947401842529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5701867947401842529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5701867947401842529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-is-here-what.html' title='2010 is here, what???'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1385456119841977676</id><published>2009-12-03T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:33:56.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting???</title><content type='html'>So I went to Wal-mart last night to buy a bunch of candy bars for a bridal shower game. This is what the guy in line behind me had to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "I admire your dedication to nutrition"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, what can I say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "You didn't find Mr. Goodbar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I looked and looked, but couldn't find him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "Why don't they make women candy bars?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "They have Hot Tamales."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "It's ok, I like them better in person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! I'm still laughing! I felt like a big fat fatty fat buying all those candy bars...even thought I had no intention of eating them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1385456119841977676?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1385456119841977676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1385456119841977676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1385456119841977676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1385456119841977676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/flirting.html' title='Flirting???'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3724495823340998684</id><published>2009-11-28T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:56:54.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of Joey Opening a Present From me on the Mission:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-695e09973ebc516e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3724495823340998684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3724495823340998684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3724495823340998684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/video-of-joey-opening-present-from-me.html' title='Video of Joey Opening a Present From me on the Mission:)'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4112948043827232898</id><published>2009-11-28T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:34:21.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5K Before Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeKA805iI/AAAAAAAAC00/KHueiIlNwAQ/s1600/Race3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409208153595504162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeKA805iI/AAAAAAAAC00/KHueiIlNwAQ/s320/Race3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeJks50zI/AAAAAAAAC0s/IctRzQ5iUOA/s1600/Race2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409208146012525362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeJks50zI/AAAAAAAAC0s/IctRzQ5iUOA/s320/Race2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeJOq1pAI/AAAAAAAAC0k/ySEIYjEkp2A/s1600/Race1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409208140098282498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeJOq1pAI/AAAAAAAAC0k/ySEIYjEkp2A/s320/Race1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this race was a week or so ago!!  Natalie invited me to run and has me all sorts of running motivated now!!  My mom raced too, she's a rockstar like that...she may be getting "old" but she can kick my trash in a race, haha!  These pics are so flattering, don't ya think... tee hee... what can I say, big, baggie, brown shirts just do a lot for our figures and the bed hair is just plain sexy!!  More pics to come from the Thanksgiving race this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4112948043827232898?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4112948043827232898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4112948043827232898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4112948043827232898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4112948043827232898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/5k-before-turkey-day.html' title='5K Before Turkey Day'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SxFeKA805iI/AAAAAAAAC00/KHueiIlNwAQ/s72-c/Race3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6885681849901413240</id><published>2009-11-27T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:18:58.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6885681849901413240?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6885681849901413240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6885681849901413240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6885681849901413240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6885681849901413240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4725124052302346298</id><published>2009-10-16T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:08:53.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY, ConTEnT, GrAteFuL</title><content type='html'>Why is it that we are never happy with our bodies?? I just don't get it...my skinny friends and chubby friends alike, we're just never happy. Now that I've &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; kicked my butt back into gear to loose some weight...I'm back to my college weight!! Woot! Woot! I feel so good and so happy and even content. In college I felt, chunky, or as my brother would say it "she's just a little bit chunky."   It's funny to be the same weight but to have a completely different mindset about it. It sucks how the weight sneaks up on you.... Needless to say, I think I need to start looking at things from another perspective, instead of thinking "wow, I've got some weight to loose" I should really think, "wow, I'm so glad that I'm not 20 lbs heavier!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I went 50 days without eating out, hooray. To celebrate making it 50 days, my friend Elissa took me out to dinner at Applebee's where I could still eat some healthy, good food! I ordered the 4 oz steak and salad. They have this amazing low-fat dressing! I want to steal the bottle or their recipe!! Elissa has been one of my biggest cheer leaders, I am so grateful for her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also treated myself to a pedicure for reaching 40 lbs of weight loss this year! Can you believe it? I'm actually a little embarrassed to post about it, but it's not like you couldn't tell that I had a little junk in my trunk, haha. I still have some work to do, but again, I'm happy at where I am. It feels so good!!! I never want to be ungrateful again!! When I get to my goal weight I am going Ski-diving, so if anyone else wants to join, I'll keep ya posted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic Niki took just for kicks, we'll call this my "half-way to goal" pic:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Stgn-44MZqI/AAAAAAAAC0c/csbGFLtiYzc/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393104515149620898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Stgn-44MZqI/AAAAAAAAC0c/csbGFLtiYzc/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4725124052302346298?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4725124052302346298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4725124052302346298&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4725124052302346298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4725124052302346298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-content-grateful.html' title='HaPpY, ConTEnT, GrAteFuL'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Stgn-44MZqI/AAAAAAAAC0c/csbGFLtiYzc/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4260175673827078259</id><published>2009-10-16T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:19:16.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Miles</title><content type='html'>I ran 3 miles tonight at Sugar House Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe I ran and that I  didn't run/walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can do it again tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4260175673827078259?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4260175673827078259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4260175673827078259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4260175673827078259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4260175673827078259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-miles.html' title='3 Miles'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8461776079250742414</id><published>2009-10-01T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:41:35.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Man of Mine-- Favorite Songs!</title><content type='html'>I was driving home from work yesterday and this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8KKjcdA3m4"&gt;song &lt;/a&gt;came on the radio. This &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8KKjcdA3m4"&gt;song &lt;/a&gt;(click on song!) makes me laugh every time I hear it. I love it's twangy, catchy beat! Oh how I loved &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8KKjcdA3m4"&gt;Shania&lt;/a&gt; growing up; her and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KS6BIxF9CQc"&gt;Billy Ray&lt;/a&gt;... that's it, let's look up &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KS6BIxF9CQc"&gt;Billy Ray &lt;/a&gt;(Click on Billy Ray!) while were at it!! Ah, the memories are flooding now... Kristy and I would put on our cowgirl boots, get out a spatula for a microphone and dance around the house! Well folks, I hope you enjoyed my little country post today as much I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Carolyn I know how you love country... plug your ears if you must, but you're really missin' out, haha! Maybe I should youtube my teenage favorite too... do you remember when I would blast the radio while washing my car?? Wray hated it! Okay, here it is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljdodmEly6A"&gt;Truly Madly Deeply&lt;/a&gt;!! Savage Garden... wow! This is kind of fun... I think everyone should youtube their favorite childhood, teenage, college and current song! EVERYONE STARTS THOSE TAG THINGS, HOW ABOUT I BE A TREND SETTER RIGHT NOW... I TAG YOU ALL! (Please, I'm beggin you...let me know if you do it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Favorite Childhood Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KS6BIxF9CQc"&gt;Achy Breaky Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite Teenage Song(s): &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljdodmEly6A"&gt;Truly Madly Deeply&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ebuxyxptAo"&gt;All-Star&lt;/a&gt; and one more &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1c3JN8wFYJI"&gt;Angels Among US&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite College Song(s): &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6slibTD9MF0"&gt;I'm in a Hurry&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHd4ATEalgA"&gt;Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite "Right Now" Song(s): &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M11SvDtPBhA"&gt;Party in the USA&lt;/a&gt; (Thanks to Heather!) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/beyonce?blend=2&amp;amp;ob=1"&gt;All the Single Ladies&lt;/a&gt; (Thanks to the media!) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvsmRuRp4cM"&gt;Life is a Highway&lt;/a&gt;. Okay, so there's more, but I don't have time to find them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we all know that I'm not a music junkie...I love music, I love how it makes me feel, the way it makes me think, the way it inspires me...I need to expand my collection however. I might even put itunes on my computer next week... I'm thinking that it might be helpful, since I have an ipod and all. Currently my ipod consists of my mom and sisters country and my brother Aarons rap/rock music... I hope you all DO this tag and I can start making a list of songs I can add to my very own itunes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8KKjcdA3m4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8461776079250742414?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8461776079250742414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8461776079250742414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8461776079250742414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8461776079250742414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/any-man-of-mine-favorite-songs.html' title='Any Man of Mine-- Favorite Songs!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4527492200546505885</id><published>2009-09-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:41:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensign Peak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4ntbHEWmI/AAAAAAAACz8/Qdgoz2vJZiQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385785865706691170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4ntbHEWmI/AAAAAAAACz8/Qdgoz2vJZiQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4nszCjC_I/AAAAAAAACz0/YhGtlDWXqSQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385785854950312946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4nszCjC_I/AAAAAAAACz0/YhGtlDWXqSQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the day off yesterday so Niki and I went and hiked Ensign Peak! What a great view of the Salt Lake Valley! I really want to go hiking more often and explore Utah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4ntst9iiI/AAAAAAAAC0E/jG1P1OuBzSs/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385785870433225250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4ntst9iiI/AAAAAAAAC0E/jG1P1OuBzSs/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4nuE-0m7I/AAAAAAAAC0M/6g6G91hJrrA/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385785876946394034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4nuE-0m7I/AAAAAAAAC0M/6g6G91hJrrA/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4527492200546505885?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4527492200546505885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4527492200546505885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4527492200546505885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4527492200546505885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/ensign-peak.html' title='Ensign Peak'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4ntbHEWmI/AAAAAAAACz8/Qdgoz2vJZiQ/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1334201578490191346</id><published>2009-09-26T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:36:04.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SoMEtHiNG BiG Is gOiNg DowN!</title><content type='html'>That’s right…SOMETHING BIG IS GOING DOWN! I’ve been wanting to kick my behind into gear for a while now…saying things like “next week I’ll start doing this” or “for sure I’ll do that tomorrow.” Well those little sayings are well slowly diminishing! Something has overcome me. I feel like that song “Live Like You are Dying.” Now for the evidence…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #1- Last week, I took all the vegetables in my fridge and made up a recipe for vegetable soup in my crock-pot! You might ask, what’s the big deal about making soup, whoopteedoo. The big deal is that I haven’t really been making meals for a while, just sandwiches and lean cuisines, etc. As of late, I’ve made fresh salads, soups, barbecued chicken and all sorts of yummy, healthy meals. Oh and I haven’t been out to eat in over a month! It’s a new record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #2- I used to say someday I would learn to quilt. A few weeks ago I attended my first quilting class. It’s once a month. A square a month. I figure I can do that. Sounds like I’ve gone domestic doesn’t it… oh wow! Maybe this has something to do with turning a year older and being on the down hill slope to 30… teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #3- I sat down and decided “What Matters Most?” This was inspired by a Relief Society/Enrichment lesson and a talk entitled “What Matters Most?” A few blogs ago I wrote about how I was inspired to change a few things. Well I’ve been working on some of those things. I wrote down all kinds of goals, sorta like new years resolutions. Yeah, it’s almost October, but what they hay…maybe I’ll just be that much more prepared, one can only hope. Here is just a glimpse into a few of my goals…&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual- Read Book of Mormon, 6 pages minimum/day to finish by Christmas. Temple, weekly. Magnify callings.&lt;br /&gt;Physical-Exercise 30 min/day. Continue my healthy eating kick.&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual- Read 1book/month. (Finish &lt;em&gt;The Persian Pickle Club&lt;/em&gt; and then &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;). 20 minutes tops on the computer on weekdays. Take another ele. teaching math class.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional- Journal 1/week (This one is a hard one, you all might have to help me out with this one) and Weekly service.&lt;br /&gt;Financial- Stay within budget. Look for a part time job, so I can save more…turns out being salary isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Oh yeah, I work for the State…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #4- I go to the gym or go walking with Niki and/or my mom. I love the theater cinema at Gold’s Gym! I love when they play action films, I get walking or running with the music. It can be slightly embarrassing if I laugh out loud, I’m working on it okay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #5- I make my bed every single day without fail. I’ve been doing this since school began. It’s a miracle. No more hit and miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #6- I’ve lost a few inches in my waist! That’s right, the junk in my trunk has shrunk…well not really my trunk but you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #7- I feel good. I want to better myself. I wake up each day wanting to be a little better. I believe. I pray. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, when these times of motivation come, you just have to take them and run with them! I have so many things and goals I want to accomplish now and by doing the simple ones I listed I know I can accomplish all things I set forth to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote has helped me out a lot lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can have anything you want, if you want it badly enough. You can be anything you want to be, if you hold that desire with singleness of purpose."-Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what matters most to me? What matters most is that I am being true to myself. That I’m making the most out of my life and accomplishing what the Lord has set for me to do. That I fill my days with things that are going to ultimately make me a better woman, a better friend, a better sister, a better daughter, a better teacher, a better citizen, a better mother (someday), a better wife (someday), and an all around better human being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4mU93n6lI/AAAAAAAACzs/ncWzcVL6tdw/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385784346028796498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4mU93n6lI/AAAAAAAACzs/ncWzcVL6tdw/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My first attempts at quilting...not bad eh?  It took 5 hours...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1334201578490191346?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1334201578490191346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1334201578490191346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1334201578490191346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1334201578490191346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-big-is-going-down.html' title='SoMEtHiNG BiG Is gOiNg DowN!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sr4mU93n6lI/AAAAAAAACzs/ncWzcVL6tdw/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8517076334031794060</id><published>2009-09-20T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:29:38.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I forgot how we mett, but I'm glad we did."--6th Grader</title><content type='html'>I came across a note that a 6th grade boy wrote to me at the end of last year. This kid was a Safety Patrol kid. I typically say hi to all the Safety Patrol kids in the hallway in the morning. This particular kid liked to make small talk. At the end of last school year I received this note from him. (I'll try to copy his exact spelling and punctuation for effect. PS I was never his teacher, so don't blame me for his mistakes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of Card: "Best Teacher Ever" Written in bubble letters and colored very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Inside of Card: (There are lots of random messages written all over the page): "Good Bye," "Bye," "I hope I will see u ever again," "I forgot how we mett, but I'm glad we did," "Hope to See U." **As you can tell from the title of this post, "I forgot how we mett, but I'm glad we did" was my favorite line! He's going to be a little heart breaker as he begins to date! How sweet is he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Inside of Card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, Mrs. finlly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying thanks for being a cool teacher. I will have to say you and Mrs. Radman are the coolest teachers in the whole school. You guys are funny, and you guys are easy to talk to, for example all the other teachers I cant really talk to them, because they are all strict, but you guys are not even like that. I wish I was in 2nd grade, so I can't be in your class next year, or mrs. Radmans. This my last day of school so Bye.&lt;br /&gt;By: Collin (Not Real Name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S.-I hope I spelled your name rite. I will viset u one's in a while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cute little notes like this that make my job to worth it! This kid came last week to visit and tell us about middle school. I feel so blessed to be working in the area I do. A lot of the kids we teach don't have the best home life and need adult role models to be supports and mentors. I count my lucky stars that my own parents were pretty darn amazing. It's so true that you don't know what you have when you have it. Working in a poverty stricken population has definitely given me more insight into the world. I love these kids with all my heart. I've learned that it's important to be firm and to teach the kids structure, but it's also important to show love and tender mercies to these poor children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another recent story. Last Friday, my little homeless student, let's call him Tony; Tony came in and told me that he had to give away his dog. I asked him why and he said because they couldn't afford to feed him. He seemed a little distraught about the whole thing. Another student, Callie, came up and asked what was wrong. He proceeded to tell her that his family didn't have money to feed his dog. Callie's response was priceless, "Oh Tony, you don't have to give your dog away. My family has food for it. We have wet food and dry food. We got it from the church." Wow. Wow. Wow. The irony... Callie was so gentle and showed Christlike empathy towards this kid. I may have even shed a little tiny tear (teachers aren't emotional, so of course I would never cry at school:)). I was so impressed by this little girls genuine concern. It made me want to be a little better, serve a little more, and really consider the needs of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class this year is very diverse. There are 7 different races in my class. 70% are on free or reduced lunch. One of my students barely knows his abc's and another student can read 245 words per minute with great comprehension. This class is more calm than previous classes, a little chatty at times, but what 9 year old isn't?!? They seem to be more generous and thoughtful than previous classes as well. However, they haven't quite picked up on all of my jokes and are not nearly as witty as last years class...but I'll take less wit over sassy kids when it comes to teaching and maintaining a respectful classroom environment. I think this is going to be a good year. I'm excited! Cheers to a good year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you've made this far in my little rant, I have a cookie for you...too bad most of you live to far away to come get it, hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8517076334031794060?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8517076334031794060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8517076334031794060&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8517076334031794060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8517076334031794060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-forgot-how-we-mett-but-im-glad-we-did.html' title='&quot;I forgot how we mett, but I&apos;m glad we did.&quot;--6th Grader'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6576916445178611896</id><published>2009-09-19T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:45:27.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>"If you don't like something change it; if you can't change it, change the way you think about it. " ~Mary Engelbreit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same." ~Francesca Reigler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It isn't our position but our disposition which makes us happy."  ~Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6576916445178611896?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6576916445178611896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6576916445178611896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6576916445178611896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6576916445178611896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6343623532761339736</id><published>2009-09-16T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:05:34.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters Most</title><content type='html'>Today's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYhDhiojBPA&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6343623532761339736?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6343623532761339736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6343623532761339736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6343623532761339736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6343623532761339736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-matters-most.html' title='What Matters Most'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6953331973604818795</id><published>2009-09-03T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:45:54.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DAY that EVERYTHING went WRONG!</title><content type='html'>Haha! I ran out of time and didn't write anything after I posted this title!! So here what happened on that terrible, no good, very bad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to a beautiful sunrise, brushed my teeth, showered, the whole works...it was just your ordinary day. I might have been slightly sad on the inside due to the fact that my car rolled into another car the day before... And yes it was the cars fault not mine. I may or may not have been in neutral, not drive, while exiting my inclined parking spot. Don't worry, just scratches no major damage was done. I'll proceed with my day now that we've got the background info figured out. So on the beautiful Saturday, I finished preparing games to play at Elissa's bridal shower, I cleaned my room and did a little laundry. I decided I should just buy the food for the shower on the way to the shower so I didn't have to find storage for it in my fridge. An hour before the shower, I headed to Kinko's to make copies of the super awesome games for the party. Turns out Kinko's closes early on Saturday, good thing the sweet lady who worked there had pity on me and helped me out. As soon as I'm finished I run to my car so I can get to the store to buy the food... I go to my car and GUESS WHAT! It won't start!! I just sat there and laughed and possibly started singing "The Damage is Done now!" I sang that song the previous day when I rolled into that car... So who do I call? Yes daddy...he's just Mr. Handy man (Just for the reccord, I try to be Miss Independent most the time, but when car trouble is involved and a time crunch...what can say...)  . He came to my rescue. He jump started my car and let me take his suburban. :). I rushed to the store and made it to the shower in time! Yeah! It turned out well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shower, I drove over to my parents house to find out my car still wasn't working... it needed a new battery. So we made it a family event. Both my parents, two of my brothers and I headed for Wal-mart. We found the much needed battery and headed for home. As we merily headed down State Street between 11400 S. and 12300 S. their CAR DIED...IT WAS OUT OF GAS!!!!!!!!!!!!! My two brothers pushed the car to the gas station... can you believe it. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So really it wasn't the worst day ever, it was quite humorous really...just the irony of it all. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vUI8-COI/AAAAAAAACzU/MJLr37DGU-0/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079521568884962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vUI8-COI/AAAAAAAACzU/MJLr37DGU-0/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom and brothers at the gas station! Lucky for us there was a camera on hand. Don't look to closely at Aaron...he's signing "I love you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vTaS1nbI/AAAAAAAACzM/5KGbyO-d1VQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vS60J00I/AAAAAAAACzE/SKzCkMg-RdY/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079500593943362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vS60J00I/AAAAAAAACzE/SKzCkMg-RdY/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad!!! Mom's in the background telling dad not to fill up all the way because it's cheaper down the street, she's so funny. I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vSV8S_dI/AAAAAAAACy8/2JEzToFJegM/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079490695986642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vSV8S_dI/AAAAAAAACy8/2JEzToFJegM/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE PUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vRv0FrvI/AAAAAAAACy0/GUuPX4b88y8/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079480461012722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vRv0FrvI/AAAAAAAACy0/GUuPX4b88y8/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GETTING CLOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079806604656226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vkuyyvmI/AAAAAAAACzk/6o_e8b_EyFg/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad and brothers installing my battery! Aren't they the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079797259016578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vkL-nmYI/AAAAAAAACzc/tKQ6vDwe998/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that my friends, is the story of THE DAY THAT EVERYTHING WENT WRONG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you awesome family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6953331973604818795?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6953331973604818795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6953331973604818795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6953331973604818795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6953331973604818795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-that-everything-went-wrong.html' title='The DAY that EVERYTHING went WRONG!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sq1vUI8-COI/AAAAAAAACzU/MJLr37DGU-0/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8010436871637211509</id><published>2009-09-03T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:54:54.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My LITTLE BROTHER is Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBzQDZq8-I/AAAAAAAACyk/_ewXAGxTqaw/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377424674708452322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBzQDZq8-I/AAAAAAAACyk/_ewXAGxTqaw/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December 18th is the day!!&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo happy for him!! Congrats brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8010436871637211509?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8010436871637211509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8010436871637211509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8010436871637211509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8010436871637211509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-little-brother-is-engaged.html' title='My LITTLE BROTHER is Engaged!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBzQDZq8-I/AAAAAAAACyk/_ewXAGxTqaw/s72-c/115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3244764043449039185</id><published>2009-09-03T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:52:20.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego-- Elissa's Wedding-- Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByTfoEF-I/AAAAAAAACyc/1Cw3y8yW44k/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377423634312992738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByTfoEF-I/AAAAAAAACyc/1Cw3y8yW44k/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw1lDK8eI/AAAAAAAACxU/ygPy_g28nmc/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377422020861161954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw1lDK8eI/AAAAAAAACxU/ygPy_g28nmc/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBySKbSIRI/AAAAAAAACyM/0-OphWk2IAQ/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377423611442372882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBySKbSIRI/AAAAAAAACyM/0-OphWk2IAQ/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByS0Z1j4I/AAAAAAAACyU/PDGBmjTlEEc/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377423622710595458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByS0Z1j4I/AAAAAAAACyU/PDGBmjTlEEc/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByRE9elnI/AAAAAAAACx8/MFSOeuXRh30/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377423592795313778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByRE9elnI/AAAAAAAACx8/MFSOeuXRh30/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByRVH2UvI/AAAAAAAACyE/G-2A0s2Uhbc/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377423597133779698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByRVH2UvI/AAAAAAAACyE/G-2A0s2Uhbc/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw3xHdCgI/AAAAAAAACx0/geFIlIF0rdk/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377422058460088834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw3xHdCgI/AAAAAAAACx0/geFIlIF0rdk/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw3crJFnI/AAAAAAAACxs/ZUrSHFPwE2U/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377422052972631666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw3crJFnI/AAAAAAAACxs/ZUrSHFPwE2U/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw2hYERNI/AAAAAAAACxk/ZkEb_BPOsQ4/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377422037054932178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw2hYERNI/AAAAAAAACxk/ZkEb_BPOsQ4/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw2DWF0gI/AAAAAAAACxc/1CQFhYNne68/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377422028993581570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBw2DWF0gI/AAAAAAAACxc/1CQFhYNne68/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3244764043449039185?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3244764043449039185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3244764043449039185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3244764043449039185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3244764043449039185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/san-diego-elissas-wedding-vacation.html' title='San Diego-- Elissa&apos;s Wedding-- Vacation!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqByTfoEF-I/AAAAAAAACyc/1Cw3y8yW44k/s72-c/112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1823697542273062176</id><published>2009-09-03T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:33:17.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eLiSsa'S BrIDaL SHoWeR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBti526VwI/AAAAAAAACxM/FD9s1iuCvIw/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418401494488834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBti526VwI/AAAAAAAACxM/FD9s1iuCvIw/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBthuUww4I/AAAAAAAACw8/VZEPIBX0mio/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418381218595714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBthuUww4I/AAAAAAAACw8/VZEPIBX0mio/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtg_0NCYI/AAAAAAAACw0/dz7RfD13LRI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418368734005634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtg_0NCYI/AAAAAAAACw0/dz7RfD13LRI/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtgSMtKLI/AAAAAAAACws/rlnLZXTrryY/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418356488743090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtgSMtKLI/AAAAAAAACws/rlnLZXTrryY/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtiOcpx4I/AAAAAAAACxE/AxrN4I6ykVg/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377418389841627010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBtiOcpx4I/AAAAAAAACxE/AxrN4I6ykVg/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She had to answer questions about Ev and if she got them wrong she had to chew another piece of bubble gum!! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was sooo much fun planning this shower with Elissa's sister! I'm usually in the wrong state and can't help out with wedding stuff, it was soo much fun to be around and help Elissa out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1823697542273062176?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1823697542273062176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1823697542273062176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1823697542273062176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1823697542273062176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/elissas-bridal-shower.html' title='eLiSsa&apos;S BrIDaL SHoWeR!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SqBti526VwI/AAAAAAAACxM/FD9s1iuCvIw/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7108518372569694134</id><published>2009-08-07T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:57:40.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do's and Don'ts of Dating Tiffany</title><content type='html'>Do...&lt;br /&gt;1. Make the first move.&lt;br /&gt;2. Plan the date.&lt;br /&gt;3. Open the door.&lt;br /&gt;4. Make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hold intelligent conversations.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell me you like my perfume.&lt;br /&gt;7. Talk about life and little things, even stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;8. Walk me to the door.&lt;br /&gt;9. Hug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk about other girls and/or refer to other girls as really beautiful on the date.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk about old relationships.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk about how you're excited about the division of labor for when you married. (I know it will inevitably happen and I'm sure I'll love it...but without the most eloquent of words I might not know where you're going with it and think you expect me to be your slave and not your wife, just saying...)&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk about how it's hard to know if you're the one on the first date.&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk about how you don't know what to do with your life and how you have no direction. (Once again, let me clarify.  It's okay if you don't know exactly where your life is going...you just have to have some sort of game plan.  I am after all finished with school, working full time... as much as I want to be your sugar mama...)&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell me that I can pay next time.  (I really don't mind paying/taking turns, but when you tell me I need to pay next time, it sends mixed signals.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a work in progress... but all of these do's and don't are a result of my past few dates! Really, I'm not that easy to please... Can you believe some of those don'ts??  I promise I'm not picky... I just want to be respected, loved, appreciated...yada, yada, yada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7108518372569694134?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7108518372569694134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7108518372569694134&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7108518372569694134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7108518372569694134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/dos-and-donts-of-dating-tiffany.html' title='Do&apos;s and Don&apos;ts of Dating Tiffany'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4896951072915401072</id><published>2009-07-27T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:45:48.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Record... 5 Dates in a Week!</title><content type='html'>Haha!!!  2 different guys... still no boyfriend, dang!  Life's a dance, you learn as you go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so much about myself through dating these guys and I've learned a lot about the male species:).  I was impressed with both guys...one more than the other.  I have a lot of hope now; hope for myself in becoming the kind of woman I want to be in a relationship and a lot of hope in finding a guy that has lasting qualities... You know being single isn't that bad... it's the not knowing if you'll find someone you want to spend the rest of eternity with is the hard part... Right now I feel soooo blessed because I've discovered some things that I need to do in my life to make me feel more complete and more confident in dating.  Tonight at FHE two guys got my number... it's amazing how when you do your part how the Lord helps you out... :).  Oh and those guys I went out with I'm still friends with both of them and I love that we can be "grown-ups" about it...no playing games... it's awesome... I'm still learning how to date, don't get me wrong, sometimes I feel like a 7th grader trapped in a 26 year old body!!  But alas, life is good.  Oh and another thing, both guys were set ups, well kind of, long story...set ups aren't that bad after all :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it!  My dating update, lol...sorry married friends, I know this might be a lame post for you... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4896951072915401072?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4896951072915401072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4896951072915401072&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4896951072915401072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4896951072915401072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-record-5-dates-in-week.html' title='New Record... 5 Dates in a Week!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5344109953931917063</id><published>2009-07-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:57:08.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BAHAMAS!  Post #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVz-XFCI/AAAAAAAACwU/xfz9vT5xrig/s1600-h/Bahamas+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356272368951432226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVz-XFCI/AAAAAAAACwU/xfz9vT5xrig/s320/Bahamas+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVqs4LeI/AAAAAAAACwM/0k8G6cM5jUI/s1600-h/Bahamas+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356272366462184930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVqs4LeI/AAAAAAAACwM/0k8G6cM5jUI/s320/Bahamas+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baywatch babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVTjszXI/AAAAAAAACwE/iR7v4B3Jz8Y/s1600-h/Bahamas+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356272360249675122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVTjszXI/AAAAAAAACwE/iR7v4B3Jz8Y/s320/Bahamas+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNU4zpgmI/AAAAAAAACv8/Jn3DrGkRRb8/s1600-h/Bahamas+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356272353068810850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNU4zpgmI/AAAAAAAACv8/Jn3DrGkRRb8/s320/Bahamas+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I ride my bike with no Handle Bars!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNUiMn0iI/AAAAAAAACv0/FtsJteG-vt0/s1600-h/Bahamas+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356272346999542306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNUiMn0iI/AAAAAAAACv0/FtsJteG-vt0/s320/Bahamas+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tan line had just begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnxbQNXI/AAAAAAAACvs/uqng_ogbHIo/s1600-h/Bahamas+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271577993327986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnxbQNXI/AAAAAAAACvs/uqng_ogbHIo/s320/Bahamas+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnWyXG4I/AAAAAAAACvk/shG4rkvP_2I/s1600-h/Bahamas+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271570842491778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnWyXG4I/AAAAAAAACvk/shG4rkvP_2I/s320/Bahamas+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnPa-9MI/AAAAAAAACvc/_Y2NBz4qBUY/s1600-h/Bahamas+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271568865391810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMnPa-9MI/AAAAAAAACvc/_Y2NBz4qBUY/s320/Bahamas+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMmgTk63I/AAAAAAAACvU/_l7IpAANZMg/s1600-h/Bahamas+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271556217858930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMmgTk63I/AAAAAAAACvU/_l7IpAANZMg/s320/Bahamas+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMmQPxjPI/AAAAAAAACvM/itsIKLCLQW8/s1600-h/Bahamas+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356271551906942194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVMmQPxjPI/AAAAAAAACvM/itsIKLCLQW8/s320/Bahamas+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rental Car!  Driving on the left was sooooooooo  FUN!  Might have been my favorite part of the trip!  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLoCrOK0I/AAAAAAAACvE/wxJ6eb8q6K0/s1600-h/Bahamas+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356270483112078146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLoCrOK0I/AAAAAAAACvE/wxJ6eb8q6K0/s320/Bahamas+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLnsPMojI/AAAAAAAACu8/nNrq1PaXXro/s1600-h/Bahamas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356270477088956978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLnsPMojI/AAAAAAAACu8/nNrq1PaXXro/s320/Bahamas+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Niki kept saying "Don't be a Loser Tiffany, throw your trash away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLnOxxBJI/AAAAAAAACu0/BNjQPUrpJRk/s1600-h/Bahamas+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356270469180884114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLnOxxBJI/AAAAAAAACu0/BNjQPUrpJRk/s320/Bahamas+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLmDNJMAI/AAAAAAAACuk/Cf3TYAgY-lA/s1600-h/Bahamas+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356270448894619650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVLmDNJMAI/AAAAAAAACuk/Cf3TYAgY-lA/s320/Bahamas+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have to put that sticker in every car!  Isn't that flower beautiful!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5344109953931917063?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5344109953931917063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5344109953931917063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5344109953931917063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5344109953931917063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bahamas-post-2.html' title='THE BAHAMAS!  Post #2'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVNVz-XFCI/AAAAAAAACwU/xfz9vT5xrig/s72-c/Bahamas+121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8706223402546764286</id><published>2009-07-08T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:41:43.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THe POST YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR... THE BAHAMAS!  Post #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKIFvuTsI/AAAAAAAACuc/CXn5B-F_VRI/s1600-h/Bahamas+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356268834668826306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKIFvuTsI/AAAAAAAACuc/CXn5B-F_VRI/s320/Bahamas+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKHgsfNjI/AAAAAAAACuU/7FAkAtfuA5g/s1600-h/Bahamas+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356268824723142194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKHgsfNjI/AAAAAAAACuU/7FAkAtfuA5g/s320/Bahamas+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy Heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKHK1NsQI/AAAAAAAACuM/CWMsQwOTWGk/s1600-h/Bahamas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356268818854162690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKHK1NsQI/AAAAAAAACuM/CWMsQwOTWGk/s320/Bahamas+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got this movie at a garage sale, it still rocks!  We watched it on Niki's little DVD player at the airport!  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKG_UdyEI/AAAAAAAACuE/An9C0zjdOJY/s1600-h/Bahamas+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356268815764015170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKG_UdyEI/AAAAAAAACuE/An9C0zjdOJY/s320/Bahamas+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pillow in hand... ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKGiPwORI/AAAAAAAACt8/9EokdojIqFw/s1600-h/Bahamas+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356268807959623954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKGiPwORI/AAAAAAAACt8/9EokdojIqFw/s320/Bahamas+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready for the Red-EYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8706223402546764286?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8706223402546764286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8706223402546764286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8706223402546764286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8706223402546764286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-youve-all-been-waiting-for-bahamas.html' title='THe POST YOU&apos;VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR... THE BAHAMAS!  Post #1'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SlVKIFvuTsI/AAAAAAAACuc/CXn5B-F_VRI/s72-c/Bahamas+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7389158492905158410</id><published>2009-07-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:28:21.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing off the Walls with Double Trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2013338062827cc0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2013338062827cc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330465702%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7892ADA4BBBC586A4259F961A1D1B05CEF9CBF75.780C4A2FED9E349D982058B67F65B897C09CE6A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2013338062827cc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn9As42_OIDV_mypGVogTSKmcH-8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2013338062827cc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330465702%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7892ADA4BBBC586A4259F961A1D1B05CEF9CBF75.780C4A2FED9E349D982058B67F65B897C09CE6A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2013338062827cc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn9As42_OIDV_mypGVogTSKmcH-8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7389158492905158410?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2013338062827cc0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7389158492905158410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7389158492905158410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7389158492905158410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7389158492905158410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bouncing-off-walls-with-double-trouble.html' title='Bouncing off the Walls with Double Trouble!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7656102088555295713</id><published>2009-07-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:16:16.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Double the Trouble, Double the Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xhC40CfI/AAAAAAAACtA/0s6ket-C_Ug/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354623294491593202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xhC40CfI/AAAAAAAACtA/0s6ket-C_Ug/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden and Colton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xgqp0jOI/AAAAAAAACs4/mxCDyheHU3U/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354623287986261218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xgqp0jOI/AAAAAAAACs4/mxCDyheHU3U/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xgbQQK3I/AAAAAAAACsw/Ml2mosSn6Xk/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354623283852487538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xgbQQK3I/AAAAAAAACsw/Ml2mosSn6Xk/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton caught this 8 lb fish the other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xf7cTwfI/AAAAAAAACso/VLwlU37brtI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354623275313119730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xf7cTwfI/AAAAAAAACso/VLwlU37brtI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xfoeId_I/AAAAAAAACsg/K6zpLq4YEbk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354623270220494834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xfoeId_I/AAAAAAAACsg/K6zpLq4YEbk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cousins needed someone to hangout with for a day. They are 10 and have the summer off too! I took them to Classic Family Center (skating, bouncy walls, jungle gym, arcade), McDonald's, The Dollar Store, and a pond. It was a pretty awesome day!  I kind of felt like an Aunt, fun, fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7656102088555295713?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7656102088555295713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7656102088555295713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7656102088555295713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7656102088555295713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/double-trouble-double-fun.html' title='Double the Trouble, Double the Fun'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk9xhC40CfI/AAAAAAAACtA/0s6ket-C_Ug/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1814876235973239838</id><published>2009-06-19T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:10:07.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahamas!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SjwaudyLhwI/AAAAAAAACsY/S-HMVpUlMyQ/s1600-h/bahamas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349179842980710146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SjwaudyLhwI/AAAAAAAACsY/S-HMVpUlMyQ/s400/bahamas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am leaving in a few hours!!!!!!!!! See ya all when I get back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1814876235973239838?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1814876235973239838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1814876235973239838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1814876235973239838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1814876235973239838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/bahamas.html' title='Bahamas!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SjwaudyLhwI/AAAAAAAACsY/S-HMVpUlMyQ/s72-c/bahamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5762570976058601407</id><published>2009-06-06T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:31:40.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Finley = JOEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk91zqqFqvI/AAAAAAAACtk/MkTp8ws-KzQ/s1600-h/JoeyHome1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354628012451408626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk91zqqFqvI/AAAAAAAACtk/MkTp8ws-KzQ/s400/JoeyHome1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SisQXcEDvhI/AAAAAAAACsQ/8B-Msqn8xiw/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344383377661476370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SisQXcEDvhI/AAAAAAAACsQ/8B-Msqn8xiw/s400/Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joey is home!!!!!!!! Boo ya! It was amazing! I might have even cried! I dont' have time to write! Once again, but when I do I'll post more pics, besides I think my whole fam has posted all the pictures you'll ever want to see on facebook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow Chow (as Joey would say!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5762570976058601407?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5762570976058601407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5762570976058601407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5762570976058601407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5762570976058601407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/elder-finley-joey.html' title='Elder Finley = JOEY'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/Sk91zqqFqvI/AAAAAAAACtk/MkTp8ws-KzQ/s72-c/JoeyHome1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4343793087010596044</id><published>2009-05-31T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:30:19.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Down the Fort</title><content type='html'>I am still holding down the Fort.  So far so good:).  Friday night I came home to a ton of cars outside the house... Aaron decided to have a little party, lol!  Don't worry I checked for alcohol and there was none, phew!  No spin the bottle either... I don't think they need that game they all have girlfriends, lol.  I asked why I wasn't invited but got no response, lol.  Gotta love teenagers!  Leslee and Ryan went to Colorado on Friday, luckies!  Aaron and I had some brother-sister bonding time on Saturday by going out to dinner and shopping.  Boo ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got word today that my parents made it safe and sound!  My mom said she cried when she saw Joey, I'm not surprised:).  Now the real question is, did my dad? Today they're eating rice and beans at a members house, sounds like they're having tons of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you're in town and are able to come to Joey's homecoming, we'd love for you to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, June 14th&lt;br /&gt;11:00 Draper Stake Center (300 E. and around 13100 ish  S.) &lt;br /&gt;Call me, if you want to know exactly:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4343793087010596044?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4343793087010596044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4343793087010596044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4343793087010596044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4343793087010596044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/holding-down-fort.html' title='Holding Down the Fort'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2860529782573411279</id><published>2009-05-26T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:36:53.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin' ON A JET PLANE!</title><content type='html'>My parents just left for Brazil! I am so stinkin' excited for them I can't stand it! They were asking me all sorts of traveling tips before hand, it's sooo weird they are going out of the country! All I can say is that if anyone tries to pick pocket my dad, they better watch out, lol! Can you believe they get to see Joey tomorrow, it's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am the temporary guardian of Aaron and Ryan! I am scared to death to parent teenagers! I am just grateful that it's only 10 days! Nothing can go too terribly wrong in 10 days right???!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better go wake the sleeping lions...time to get ready for school!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2860529782573411279?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2860529782573411279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2860529782573411279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2860529782573411279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2860529782573411279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leavin&apos; ON A JET PLANE!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6924819817283995814</id><published>2009-05-26T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:18:07.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Guys Say CUTE????</title><content type='html'>1.  Is it okay?&lt;br /&gt;2. Under what context?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6924819817283995814?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6924819817283995814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6924819817283995814&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6924819817283995814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6924819817283995814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-guys-say-cute.html' title='Can Guys Say CUTE????'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8942722320513253685</id><published>2009-05-17T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:27:15.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Switchin' IT up!</title><content type='html'>MOVED!!!!!!!!! PICTURES COMING SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO THE NEW WARD!  I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER COMING, CAN'T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8942722320513253685?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8942722320513253685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8942722320513253685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8942722320513253685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8942722320513253685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/switchin-it-up.html' title='Switchin&apos; IT up!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4906303805271139183</id><published>2009-04-27T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:45:42.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pillows, Chicken Wrap Ups, Chicken Diapers...Whatever You Wanna Call 'Em, They're Yummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfaXzkQ8V7I/AAAAAAAACsI/KERrkPAy2Q0/s1600-h/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329614121203423154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfaXzkQ8V7I/AAAAAAAACsI/KERrkPAy2Q0/s400/199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so a month or so ago, I was on a kick of cooking...I know weird. It's simply no fun to cook for one, so if I get the gumption to cook, I invite people over... or eat my meal for breakfast, lunch and dinner, or until I'm sick of it... Here is one of the EASIEST, TASTIEST, COOLEST recipes I have thanks to my mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken Pillows... as I like to call 'em...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-3 Skinless, Boneless Chicken Breast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 8oz. Cream Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-3 Green Onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp. Butter or Margarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Packages Crescent Rolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fry chicken and shred. Mix chicken with cream cheese and green onions . Spread out crescent rolls (just before you bake). Place 1 Tb. of cream cheese mixture on each roll. Roll up and seal ends. Dip crescent roll in melted butter (you can refrigerate for a few hours if needed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bake at time and temperature suggested for crescent rolls. (Approximately 15-20 minutes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4906303805271139183?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4906303805271139183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4906303805271139183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4906303805271139183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4906303805271139183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/chicken-pillows-chicken-wrap-ups.html' title='Chicken Pillows, Chicken Wrap Ups, Chicken Diapers...Whatever You Wanna Call &apos;Em, They&apos;re Yummy!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfaXzkQ8V7I/AAAAAAAACsI/KERrkPAy2Q0/s72-c/199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7291147737160936322</id><published>2009-04-26T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:59:09.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Finley's Coming home... June 4th!</title><content type='html'>Just so ya'all now!  Mom and dad will be flying out there in 4 weeks!  His homecoming will be in a week or two after, so stay tuned!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7291147737160936322?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7291147737160936322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7291147737160936322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7291147737160936322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7291147737160936322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/elder-finleys-coming-home-june-4th.html' title='Elder Finley&apos;s Coming home... June 4th!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2946571958635229089</id><published>2009-04-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:54:53.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OFFICIAL... I'm a Grown-UP NOW..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329182410472112226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPKsdzQGI/AAAAAAAACsA/P9DPXQdPYFM/s320/210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phase 10 is da bomb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329182406855422866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPKe_g85I/AAAAAAAACr4/EQCy9uZaXV8/s320/207.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Gotta love RyRy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPKDcGSQI/AAAAAAAACrw/f5XvsiVXlWI/s1600-h/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329182399459117314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPKDcGSQI/AAAAAAAACrw/f5XvsiVXlWI/s320/204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently my apartment is pretty boring... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPJ6r9j1I/AAAAAAAACrg/fYegiRxybOE/s1600-h/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329182397109735250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPJ6r9j1I/AAAAAAAACrg/fYegiRxybOE/s320/202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheers to Dinner at Tiff's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha! Like that will ever happen (reffering to my Title)!  But I did have my family over for dinner a little while ago, which made me feel like a GROWN UP. They came to my apartment and ate like kings and queen (just mom). It was so much fun, I don't know why I haven't done it before. I guess I always imagined that I'd have them for dinner when I was married or something, but I guess now that I'm established it is a good time as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2946571958635229089?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2946571958635229089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2946571958635229089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2946571958635229089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2946571958635229089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-official-im-grown-up-now.html' title='It&apos;s OFFICIAL... I&apos;m a Grown-UP NOW..'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SfUPKsdzQGI/AAAAAAAACsA/P9DPXQdPYFM/s72-c/210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5174056148172910157</id><published>2009-04-19T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:25:47.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draper Temple and Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SevOvEb1WRI/AAAAAAAACrY/Kv6GI6vGyVY/s1600-h/85232_060717_sm001_Draper_Small_hr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326578292335401234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SevOvEb1WRI/AAAAAAAACrY/Kv6GI6vGyVY/s400/85232_060717_sm001_Draper_Small_hr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my mom and I went to the Draper Temple. It was amazing to be with her at the temple. I love the feeling at the Temple, the spirit is rich and abundant....having my mom with me, made the purpose of the temple settle a little bit more in my heart.  I love this place...the peace, the joy, the pure love, the people, just everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5174056148172910157?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5174056148172910157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5174056148172910157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5174056148172910157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5174056148172910157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/draper-temple-and-mom.html' title='Draper Temple and Mom'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SevOvEb1WRI/AAAAAAAACrY/Kv6GI6vGyVY/s72-c/85232_060717_sm001_Draper_Small_hr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-9172866064644524748</id><published>2009-04-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:37:26.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PaReNTS ARE THE WORST!  NOt mine, but my students of COURSE!</title><content type='html'>I am sooooo fed up with parents this week! They can shove it where the sun don't shine! So there! Now I feel better:)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-9172866064644524748?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9172866064644524748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=9172866064644524748&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9172866064644524748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9172866064644524748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/parents-are-worst-not-mine-of-course.html' title='PaReNTS ARE THE WORST!  NOt mine, but my students of COURSE!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7593791163548672248</id><published>2009-04-13T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:46:41.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Jazz!</title><content type='html'>I think I might be falling for... THE JAZZ!  I went to my first game two years ago and started to feel some genuine interest for the team... I would hear about the games every now and started picking up on the names of the players... and now in the past 3 days I've been to, two games!  Saturdays game was a flop...I was a afraid I was bad luck or something.  Tonight's game was amazing, the team was on FIRE!  A huge thanks to my friend Tasha and my friend Jene' for inviting me to the games!  Tasha has season tickets, lucky!  Jene' had tickets through work and we also had the luxury or eating a nice dinner while watching the game! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break Update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, tomorrow I have to go back to work... I'm trying to have a positive attitude about it, lol!  The knots in my back have already started...I'm having dreams of CRT testing, recess drama, and behavior problems...  I can't wait to see the little tike's though and hear all about their weekends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to Spring Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went to an Easter Bells Concert thingy down town with Tasha, her friend Erin and my roommate Nat.  It was sooooo much fun!  We went to a place called "Doto's" for dinner.  Yummy!  YOU SHOULD GO THERE SOMETIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I cleaned house, worked out, read, and went to the Jazz game!  Fun a la fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I went to church with the fam and had a great Easter Sunday with them!  I'm 25 and I still get an awesome Easter basket every year, I love it!  Awe the perks of not being married, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, hit a bucket of balls, got a pedicure, cleaned a little, shopped a little, and went to the Jazz game!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7593791163548672248?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7593791163548672248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7593791163548672248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7593791163548672248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7593791163548672248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-jazz.html' title='Go Jazz!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1211193109737221218</id><published>2009-04-11T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:06:33.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ReAD!  READ! ReaD!</title><content type='html'>It's never too early to read! I love when kids love to read. For all you parents out there, I have this website for you to use! Some of you may have already heard of it, but I'm finding out that a lot my friends haven't, so here it is. It's soooo much fun for kids 1-9!!! I loved to use it when I taught kindergarten. Some of my third graders still love it even though it's way to easy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starfall.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.starfall.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1211193109737221218?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1211193109737221218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1211193109737221218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1211193109737221218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1211193109737221218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/read-read-read.html' title='ReAD!  READ! ReaD!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2924016813286182050</id><published>2009-04-11T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:16:44.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BoRiNG!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for all of the boring, soul-less posts lately!  If I had something slightly amusing or thought provoking, I 'd share, I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been one thing that's been sucking the life out of me and that's one of my poor students or many of my students for that matter.  The stress of it all has caused some serious tension in my upper back and sleepless nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me paint a picture of this kid for ya.  Each day he walks in to school with this creepy smirk on his face.  His eyes are sunk in, his arms seem to drag and sway side to side like a zombie.  He sits at his desk, begins to silent read like the rest of the kids...then he falls asleep.  A couple hours later he wakes up to the first recess bell.  I try to talk to him about his night.  He tells me how he stayed up playing video games and watching TV.  He didn't have breakfast so I give him a granola bar.  He eats a bite or two.  He goes to recess.  The bell rings.  Mrs. Johnson comes to tell me that he hit a girl at recess and is down at the office.  His parents are notified.  He's given in school suspension the next day.  He comes back to school a day later.  He's grumpy and angry.  I try to work with him on our language arts lesson.  He breaks the pencil in half.  He can't find anything in his desk, he starts throwing it all over the classroom.  Students stare.  I try to remain calm and continue teaching and working with students.  A students puts the bucket of supplies (scissors, glue, etc) on his desk.  He gets mad, pushes it off his desk.  Calls the kids names.  He gets upset, he fold his arms and will not tell me what happened.  I continue teaching.  I look over, he's rubbing his fists and staring at another student.  I investigate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in and day out for an entire school year this happens...there are so many details I must leave out due to the severity of the issues we've had with this kid and for privacy sake.  It pains me to know his home life.  My heart goes out to this child.  He needs help.  The rest of the class should not have to suffer in fear in the meanwhile.  This week we had a big meeting...I'm hoping to see change.  The thing is, I love this kid.  There are times when I can talk to him, when he's engaged in class discussions and when you can see that he has potential to be the biggest sweet heart that ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me so grateful for my life, my parents, my friends.  I feel so blessed and lucky to be raised by good parents and to be surrounded by amazing friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2924016813286182050?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2924016813286182050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2924016813286182050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2924016813286182050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2924016813286182050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/boring.html' title='BoRiNG!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4014304845710977416</id><published>2009-04-08T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:49:21.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVESTRONG</title><content type='html'>LIVESTRONG.COM is one my new favorite websites!  Just thought I should share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4014304845710977416?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4014304845710977416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4014304845710977416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4014304845710977416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4014304845710977416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/livestrong.html' title='LIVESTRONG'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2034949755269311067</id><published>2009-04-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:35:26.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP THE STAIRS AND DOWN THE STAIRS, UP THE STAIRS AND DOWN THE STAIRS...</title><content type='html'>Yep... I'm tired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2034949755269311067?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2034949755269311067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2034949755269311067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2034949755269311067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2034949755269311067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-stairs-and-down-stairs-up-stairs-and.html' title='UP THE STAIRS AND DOWN THE STAIRS, UP THE STAIRS AND DOWN THE STAIRS...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6401704173344652433</id><published>2009-04-05T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:04:28.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is LoVe?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;According to 3rd Graders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;At the request Katey...I'm going to post some of my students thoughts on love...we did this activity clear back on Valentine's Day=).  Here are just a few favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 1: Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is sick, disgusting, vomiting !  Love makes me want to barf!  Love is a battlefield.  Americans versus love and well, no Americans win, yay!  And I hate Valentine’s Day except for the cards and candy.  But I hate the love.  I like stuff that has blood and guts coming from your body.  Not love and sweetness.  But I especially hate Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 2: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is care.  And it is about families and friends.  And love each other.  And give candy to each other.  And you love your cousins.  And being sweet.  And you cheer each other up.  And helping each other when you are sick.  And visiting your friends in the hospital and to care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 3: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a crush.  A friend.  A mom.  A dad.  A family.  You have a crush on someone who do you love.  If you want a friend to be your Valentine on Valentines day.  If you love your mom you might give her a box of chocolate on Valentine’s day.  If you love your dad you might give him a Valentines card that to show you love your dad.  If you love your brothers and you might give your brothers Valentines card too.  If you love your family loves you but nobody can take your love away from you family every body parents loves you too but nobody parents can’t take away your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 4:Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is full of caring!  Love is a battlefield.  Love is about giving stuff to people.  Example:  My mom cares for me and gives me stuff.  Love is when people have a crush on someone else.  Love is my dad give my step mom chocolates and get stuff for each other.  Love is giving my teacher what she needs like when she says be quiet, be quiet.  Love is listening to our parents when they say.  Love is being sweet and kind.  Love is being good to sick people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is caring for someone you love or caring for your friends and family.  Love is visiting the people in a homeless shelter and going to the hospital and visiting the people in there.  Love is to make love for people.  Love is to show sweetness.  And love gives you a great feeling.  But especially love is having friends and family near you and by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 6: Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is something no one can take away from you.  If you give all your love away you can always get a refill.  Love is so wonderful.  If there was no love in the world, people wouldn’t be nice or say nice things.  Love is the most important thing in whole wide world.  Everyone has a lot of love in their heart.  Love does not mean to kiss or hug.  My family shows my sister and brother and me love by standing up for us.  Love is to care about people and being kind or nice.  If someone didn’t have love they wouldn’t love anyone.  Valentines day is made to celebrate love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 7: Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is care.  And kind loving and a crush means you have a feeling about love.  Love means caring.  Loving feeling happy and happy means you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 8: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a crush.  A friend.  A mom.  A dad. A family.  You have different types of love.  For my mom I have a special love for her.  And I have a different love for my dad it’s not that I love another one the most it’s just different love.  My brother and my dad think that they love me the most but I tell him it’s just different love.  My mom and my dad have a different love for each other and our parents have a different love for their kids because it’s just different love.  And I always thought that they loved my brother the most but they said different love.  My mom demonstrates her love to me by cheering me up.  My dad hugging me.  My brothers fighting with me that’s how he give me love.  My dad laying on me and that what love is about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 9: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is being sweet!  A mom shows love to you by making your bed, giving you lunch, buying your clothes.  A dad shows love to you by…teaching you how to ride a bike, building things to help you, helping with homework.  I can show love to my animals by… giving food to them and water, playing with them and giving them a place to sleep.  My animals will show love to me by…cheering me up when I am sad.  Being really funny.  I will show love by…standing up for people.  Helping people feel better.  Helping little sisters do reading and homework.  Giving people care, being sweet, and truthful.  I love to have love all around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student 10: Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is romance, kindness, standing up for each other.  Love is sweet happiness and loveliness.  Love is showing respect to others.  Love is agreeing with others.  Love is friendship.  Love is being a friend.  Love is someone that is kind, respectful, and a friend.  Love is someone you care for.  Love is a thing that you love.  Loving a person means that you are a big friend to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I have a lot of girls in my class!!!!  I am not trying to be bias:)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6401704173344652433?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6401704173344652433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6401704173344652433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6401704173344652433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6401704173344652433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-love.html' title='What is LoVe?!?!?!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5433638228918340075</id><published>2009-03-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:48:35.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday JOEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSoE03KaI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p5KOxPuGcwI/s1600-h/IMG_7410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316379102322043298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSoE03KaI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p5KOxPuGcwI/s400/IMG_7410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSnv0sxyI/AAAAAAAACrI/h3uBGFlGwnI/s1600-h/IMG_7409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316379096684218146" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSnv0sxyI/AAAAAAAACrI/h3uBGFlGwnI/s400/IMG_7409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSnd1a-5I/AAAAAAAACrA/pBSsrVVawb8/s1600-h/camaragibe_(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316379091855408018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSnd1a-5I/AAAAAAAACrA/pBSsrVVawb8/s400/camaragibe_(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSm6gjgeI/AAAAAAAACq4/GOap2hxnrk8/s1600-h/camaragibe_(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316379082372645346" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSm6gjgeI/AAAAAAAACq4/GOap2hxnrk8/s400/camaragibe_(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is my brother Joey's Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is 21! So weird! Just yesterday I was teaching him to drive stick shift! (That's what he said in his email to me this morning...after I reminded him that I taught him how to ride his bike, lol) So crazy! My brother is entering adulthood for real now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents bought tickets to Brazil last week and will be leaving May 27th to go pick him up! I am so excited for them! My parents deserve this, they are amazing parents, who have worked really hard to raise such a good kid like Joey! I don't think they've ever been on a big trip like this besides their honeymoon to Disneyland/the Mexico boarder. Yay! Well the count down has begun! I'll let you all know when his homecoming is! Probably the second Sunday in June....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5433638228918340075?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5433638228918340075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5433638228918340075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5433638228918340075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5433638228918340075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-joey.html' title='Happy Birthday JOEY!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SceSoE03KaI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p5KOxPuGcwI/s72-c/IMG_7410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-401836701833244612</id><published>2009-03-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:08:55.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Up!</title><content type='html'>I will be going to Logan in a couple weeks to meet the founder of &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://postsecret.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;  , thanks to Katey:)!  I am interested to hear more secrets and to step in the "sole" of society.  If you haven't read or heard of this blog site before, beware, it may not be for you.  People from around the world send in postcards to this guy with some of their deepest, darkest secrets... some being more gruesome or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disheartening&lt;/span&gt; than others.  I like this blog for two reasons.  One, people can openly share their sole and get things off their chest and two, it helps me realize that we're all human, we all make mistakes, we all have thoughts we regret or ones we would never share... I guess I just think of the blog as a mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;therapy&lt;/span&gt; session, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway, just beware that if you check it out, it is not rated G and you have be one who can think outside the box:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-401836701833244612?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/401836701833244612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=401836701833244612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/401836701833244612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/401836701833244612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-up.html' title='Coming Up!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2001708479342047488</id><published>2009-03-16T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:46:02.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher Talk'/><title type='text'>She said..."CRAP!"</title><content type='html'>I don't even know if I have any blog followers... I haven't blogged since Feb. 20th, that's a world record for me! Life's been busy and when you get out of the habit... it's just hard to start again, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year has been rather interesting to say the least... I have so many stories to share... For starters, I have an EXTREMELY difficult, defiant little rascal in my class this year... all the other teachers feel bad for me... well today he wouldn't do any of his classwork, like most of the days of this school year (he may be smart but his report card is going to have straight N's, aka F's). So today I looked at him and said "I'm not putting up with this crap anymore, you need to do your work." The class went &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dead silent&lt;/span&gt;... I've never used that word or any other "bad" word for that matter in the classroom, it kind of made me chuckle inside. Needless to say all of my students kept on task for the remainder of the hour:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2001708479342047488?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2001708479342047488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2001708479342047488&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2001708479342047488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2001708479342047488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-saidcrap.html' title='She said...&quot;CRAP!&quot;'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6341204145852008823</id><published>2009-02-20T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:56:33.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trimmmed Hairs and a little bit of  Dye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SZ9RD440D7I/AAAAAAAACqA/meDvgMzRndA/s1600-h/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305048013317869490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SZ9RD440D7I/AAAAAAAACqA/meDvgMzRndA/s400/haircut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, have so much to blog about!!!!!!!!!! I just haven't felt like blogging at all lately... so here's the newest hair-do. I'll update ya all someday soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6341204145852008823?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6341204145852008823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6341204145852008823&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6341204145852008823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6341204145852008823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/trimmmed-hairs-and-little-bit-of-dye.html' title='Trimmmed Hairs and a little bit of  Dye!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SZ9RD440D7I/AAAAAAAACqA/meDvgMzRndA/s72-c/haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5411732079695594927</id><published>2009-02-16T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:11:56.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Amy Bird!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Amy Bird! She let me know on facebook...we never get to hang out anymore...she just can't fit me into her busy schedule...so I must update her via her tag, lol! Just kidding! (Really, I just need to call her!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Post rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;2) Answer the six '8' items&lt;br /&gt;3) Let each person know by leaving them a comment. (Not sure I have time to follow this rule:()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 favorite TV shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Little House on the Prarie!&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost&lt;br /&gt;3 The Office&lt;br /&gt;4. Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;5. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;6. What Not to Wear&lt;br /&gt;7. Full House&lt;br /&gt;8. NBC News!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept in.&lt;br /&gt;2. Showered, yipee&lt;br /&gt;3. Ate left overs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched the rest of Borne Identity.&lt;br /&gt;5. Attempted to go rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Put clean sheets on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;7. Folded Whites.&lt;br /&gt;8. Went to Gateway and to Costco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Summer&lt;br /&gt;2. Joey's Return&lt;br /&gt;3. Bahama's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Moving Apartments.&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting my tax return.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleeping without setting an alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;7. A long summer.&lt;br /&gt;8. Back Massage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 favorite restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chili's&lt;br /&gt;2. Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;3. Peking Wok&lt;br /&gt;4. Subway&lt;br /&gt;5. Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;6. Chipotle&lt;br /&gt;7. Panda Express&lt;br /&gt;8. Apple Bee's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things on my wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No more scrapping the windshield in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. No CRT testing for 3rd graders.&lt;br /&gt;3. My students to do their homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Big Hunk's knocking at my door (and not the candy bar!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Big hunk's knocking at my sisters door too.&lt;br /&gt;6. Continued Health and a desire to work out...&lt;br /&gt;7. An awesome tax return....&lt;br /&gt;8. Travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people I tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslee Finley&lt;br /&gt;Niki Corpron&lt;br /&gt;Tisha Marsh&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Detro&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Redd&lt;br /&gt;Halceyn Klinger&lt;br /&gt;Allison St. Louis&lt;br /&gt;Kira Cox&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Septon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5411732079695594927?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5411732079695594927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5411732079695594927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5411732079695594927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5411732079695594927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-amy-bird.html' title='Tagged by Amy Bird!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4256520442718274231</id><published>2009-02-08T18:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:55:31.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever????</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been talking to someone on the phone and then when you hung up with them, you started talking about that person to someone who you're hanging out with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, good for you because you're a better person than I am...although I think you might be lying if you have only x chromosomes...  So the other day I am talking to someone and then my phone stops working.  I couldn't hear the other person on the line and it looked like it wasn't connected.  I thought maybe that person had hung up on me... turns out they could hear what I was saying the whole time!  It was my sister!  Good thing!  I was still embarrassed as ever and I hadn't said anything really mean, just an opinion... she just laughed and thought it was funny and said that I should be grateful it was her and not anyone else...fhewwwww!  That'll teach me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4256520442718274231?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4256520442718274231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4256520442718274231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4256520442718274231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4256520442718274231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever????'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2509343283652267558</id><published>2009-01-24T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:53:58.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Les!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv9rqxi_pI/AAAAAAAACp4/SI8vDEsGzNY/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104713562455698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv9rqxi_pI/AAAAAAAACp4/SI8vDEsGzNY/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv9rdJoJtI/AAAAAAAACpw/TyVU_kXfxu0/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295104709905360594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv9rdJoJtI/AAAAAAAACpw/TyVU_kXfxu0/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leslee and I hung today!  It was so much fun!  Dinner, movies, worked on her FHE flyer and her talk tomorrow...  She's the BEST SISTER EVER!  We had some really good laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2509343283652267558?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2509343283652267558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2509343283652267558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2509343283652267558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2509343283652267558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-with-les.html' title='Fun with Les!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv9rqxi_pI/AAAAAAAACp4/SI8vDEsGzNY/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2887097001263700034</id><published>2009-01-24T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:47:14.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv8TY6ObLI/AAAAAAAACpo/A8tOJvbWZSY/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295103196938529970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv8TY6ObLI/AAAAAAAACpo/A8tOJvbWZSY/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv7sSrUQ3I/AAAAAAAACpg/zfuolr1FHr0/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Natalie is having a baby boy! A bunch of teacher friends from Foothills got together for her shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2887097001263700034?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2887097001263700034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2887097001263700034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2887097001263700034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2887097001263700034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv8TY6ObLI/AAAAAAAACpo/A8tOJvbWZSY/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-9127844630984054380</id><published>2009-01-24T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:36:14.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncin' Off the Walls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv46AX_1fI/AAAAAAAACpQ/oEUKaj2c4F4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099462320903666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv46AX_1fI/AAAAAAAACpQ/oEUKaj2c4F4/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Red Letter Days" a party company, threw a Birthday Party for all of the Refugee's that are part of the BBBS program!  It was sooooo fun!  The party was at a place in Sandy called "Bouncin' Off the Walls."  Since all the refugee's are assigned Jan. 1st as their birthday, it worked out perfectly!  Rita is always a riot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45-KoBtI/AAAAAAAACpA/XByDBtEiyPA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099461727946450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45-KoBtI/AAAAAAAACpA/XByDBtEiyPA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45qtSjeI/AAAAAAAACo4/ioXmzezsV1Q/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099456504630754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45qtSjeI/AAAAAAAACo4/ioXmzezsV1Q/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On The left you can see my friend Heidi and her little sister Kadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45pSrp7I/AAAAAAAACow/RhN3F7vk3tA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295099456124594098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv45pSrp7I/AAAAAAAACow/RhN3F7vk3tA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-9127844630984054380?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9127844630984054380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=9127844630984054380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9127844630984054380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9127844630984054380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/bouncin-off-walls.html' title='Bouncin&apos; Off the Walls!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXv46AX_1fI/AAAAAAAACpQ/oEUKaj2c4F4/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-9106948709234640279</id><published>2009-01-20T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:11:07.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher Talk'/><title type='text'>What Color?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXbJrL7wHhI/AAAAAAAACoE/6BxvRFu8U-Q/s1600-h/obama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293640155795562002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXbJrL7wHhI/AAAAAAAACoE/6BxvRFu8U-Q/s400/obama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dialogue Inside a Third Grade Classroom on Inauguration Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We colored a picture of Pres. Obama today.  All my brown children, excuse my lack of political correctness…well anyway, all of my brown (many nationalities) students started coloring right away. Meanwhile many of my white students hesitated. Then one girl shouted to the class, “what color do I color him?” Another student said “brown.” She responded, “but everyone says he’s the first black president.” A couple students tried to explain that black doesn’t always mean black. Then a kid sitting at another table said, “just look at Austin, he’s from the same country as Obama.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn’t help but chuckle at all of my students as they critiqued their neighbor’s art work and accuracy. I think they spent a good solid minute or so studying Austin’s lips… Austin was a good sport. He is a really quiet kid and usually doesn’t like attention, but he did today. I was impressed in their interest in today’s events, we had some great discussions. I think I have 24 future presidential candidates for 2040’s elections!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-9106948709234640279?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9106948709234640279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=9106948709234640279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9106948709234640279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/9106948709234640279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-color.html' title='What Color?'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXbJrL7wHhI/AAAAAAAACoE/6BxvRFu8U-Q/s72-c/obama2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4907253671448203552</id><published>2009-01-20T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:32:10.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Seattle.  Friends. Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do teachers do best on four day weekends...visit their good friends! I managed to see three really good friends this weekend, Amy, Cheryl, and Sara! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amy and I had so much fun chatting! She showed me around Seattle and took me to the Space Needle! I miss teaching with Amy! She is such a cute little mom to baby Parker...she has so many books and fun learning stuff around her place! Oh, she gave me the cutest gift...I'll have to blog about it sometime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63bdGVXI/AAAAAAAACls/a2W5AODfrJw/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293623873445975410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63bdGVXI/AAAAAAAACls/a2W5AODfrJw/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63zNiMaI/AAAAAAAACl8/XZgilqkZtrU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293623879823143330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63zNiMaI/AAAAAAAACl8/XZgilqkZtrU/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63ume-bI/AAAAAAAACl0/CmNZ2Eu7Irw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293623878585612722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63ume-bI/AAAAAAAACl0/CmNZ2Eu7Irw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next I went to visit Cheryl! I don't think I've seen Cheryl since her wedding. I went to her baby shower and she introduced me as her maid of honor from her wedding, I felt pretty cool, I'm not gonna lie! She has a darling little toddler! She is currently potty training him, she's a rockstar mom and seems to know all the potty training tricks! I wish I could have spent some more time with her. She's having a baby girl next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa64rBpHZI/AAAAAAAACmM/ycGB0y-0x0I/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293623894805650834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa64rBpHZI/AAAAAAAACmM/ycGB0y-0x0I/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8Ufs1V8I/AAAAAAAACmc/7PtUnKSvjpg/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293625472313546690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8Ufs1V8I/AAAAAAAACmc/7PtUnKSvjpg/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8T5IDP1I/AAAAAAAACmU/dv0FBrhLk1U/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293625461958721362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8T5IDP1I/AAAAAAAACmU/dv0FBrhLk1U/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sara picked me up and we went to the Seattle temple, which was beautiful! I feel so blessed to be able to go to so many temples. While in the temple I ran into Bro. &amp;amp; Sis. Parnell from Longmont, CO! Sis. Parnell was my laural leader in high school, what a small world! Sara's husband had a fantastic steak fajita dinner waiting for us, ummm, yummy! Sara has 4 adorable kiddos! It was fun to go to a family ward, strange but fun! Sara also showed me around base, it was sooo cool. I really enjoyed seeing Sara and all the great things she's doing with her kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8VEFIuuI/AAAAAAAACm0/09pa3Xo9PZ4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293625482079156962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8VEFIuuI/AAAAAAAACm0/09pa3Xo9PZ4/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8VMiNi3I/AAAAAAAACms/q6sLIIjIBYo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293625484348590962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8VMiNi3I/AAAAAAAACms/q6sLIIjIBYo/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8UtpvV2I/AAAAAAAACmk/Y1H5uJS8jLU/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293625476058666850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa8UtpvV2I/AAAAAAAACmk/Y1H5uJS8jLU/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9ur4yjhI/AAAAAAAACm8/I3z994ZXnMw/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293627021773147666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9ur4yjhI/AAAAAAAACm8/I3z994ZXnMw/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9v5viYsI/AAAAAAAACnc/jtvsG8pO1cA/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293627042672304834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9v5viYsI/AAAAAAAACnc/jtvsG8pO1cA/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9vvUTpNI/AAAAAAAACnU/lkkOaCkclN8/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-01PmBeI/AAAAAAAACns/f5kBkfSvO0U/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293628226875557346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-01PmBeI/AAAAAAAACns/f5kBkfSvO0U/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9vZBkJ1I/AAAAAAAACnM/pUdVsSaaBuM/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293627033889548114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9vZBkJ1I/AAAAAAAACnM/pUdVsSaaBuM/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9vaugH0I/AAAAAAAACnE/ukqRsTczGao/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293627034346463042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa9vaugH0I/AAAAAAAACnE/ukqRsTczGao/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-1vnFS_I/AAAAAAAACn0/ploxU6V565k/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293628242543332338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-1vnFS_I/AAAAAAAACn0/ploxU6V565k/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-0kD_yaI/AAAAAAAACnk/RGpvYkhEP2o/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293628222263511458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa-0kD_yaI/AAAAAAAACnk/RGpvYkhEP2o/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4907253671448203552?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4907253671448203552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4907253671448203552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4907253671448203552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4907253671448203552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/seattle-friends-fun.html' title='Seattle.  Friends. Fun.'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SXa63bdGVXI/AAAAAAAACls/a2W5AODfrJw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1015108637281071528</id><published>2009-01-19T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:35:14.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mattandcarolynd.blogspot.com/2009/01/100-things.html"&gt;100 Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://mattandcarolynd.blogspot.com/2009/01/100-things.html"&gt;Carolyn &lt;/a&gt;to pick the things I've done on the list.  Between Carolyn and I, I think we've done them all, well most of them at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I tag Niki, Kristy, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halceyn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I have done are in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Started my own blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; in a band (Rock Band!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. Given more than I can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. Sung a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched lightening at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. Taught myself art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child (does mentoring count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning (Yes! And I NEVER want it again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. Grown my own vegetables (Only at school...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France (it's so much smaller than I imagined)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train (on the way to Switzerland...it was a rough night's sleep!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitchhiked (does car trouble count...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill (mental health day!:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shhh&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;26. Gone swimming at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice (I want too!  I love Italy!)&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;32. Been on a cruise (Day cruise...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of my ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;36. Taught myself a new language (currently Spanish...advise?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing (indoor)&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unfortuneately&lt;/span&gt; for everyone else!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;47. Had my portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed in the rain (2009?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;53. Played in the mud  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; Mutual rocks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;55. Been in a movie  (Foothills Elementary Production, ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China (Someday...)&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business (I'm working on it...)&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia (Not yet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies (Nope just school fundraiser cookies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason (yes!  From Carolyn!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving  (2009!)&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp  (Anne Frank home...that's all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;67. Bounced a check (Freshman year of college!  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; embarrassed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter (not yet...I gave my parents a gift one year to do that...I'll go someday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy (typewriter!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;72. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pieced a quilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job (does weeding count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book (not yet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car (probably never will...)&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem (Thought about it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;84. Had my picture in the newspaper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible (Um, no...need to work on that!)&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life (how so? :))&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Rode an elephant (someday... when I get to Bali!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1015108637281071528?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1015108637281071528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1015108637281071528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1015108637281071528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1015108637281071528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/100-things.html' title='100 Things'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4113658649412862311</id><published>2009-01-13T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T06:42:14.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, man...MY MOM JOINED FACEBOOK!  ...read #4 to find out about my crazy dream</title><content type='html'>Isn't that awesome! I hung out w/ mom tonight! Dinner and some light shopping...dad's out of town, PARTY! Hehe! Then I helped her set up her facebook account. She mentioned joining a while back and I forbid her, well not really, but I wasn't exactly sure what I thought about it...I know I am a mean daughter! Anyhow, I think it's super cool now! It was so fun teaching her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some misc. things I've wanted to write somewhere and since the journal thing isn't really working out, I'm gonna write it here. Feel free to STOP reading here, sorry I bore you with my silly day to day things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It took me five minutes to find my car today! Turnberry Apts has some serious parking shortage issues which doesn't lend any help to my short term memory in the morning! I am grateful for car beepers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last night at FHE, after giving my input on the topic of discussion, I called on someone who was raising their hand as if I was teaching (which I wasn't!) I was so embarrassed! I guess once a teacher, always a teacher! I also find myself wanting to discipline kids in grocery stores all the time! Oh, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our carpets were cleaned today! My trail of rubber cement looks a lot lighter now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Over Christmas Break I had a dream that was hilarious! I was teaching my brother to fly...no plane needed, it was just a matter of positioning your feet and knowing that you had that power (only endowed members of the church could fly, but not everyone knew that they had the ability). Crazy, whacked out dream I know, but it was AWESOME! I remember showing him my favorite parts of Chicago and short cuts to different cities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  One my students said to me today "I really like your purse!  Can I have it when you die?"  Can you believe she said that!  I must be ancient to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a confession...I really don't absolutely love my blog title...will I every find something I like? Seriously? I can't make up my mind! I loved the phrase "Life Happens" because that is something I realized I say all the time without thinking about it. Then I thought of all the other things I say all the time and attached them too... Then I saw that someone I know has the same title! I just feel so unsettled about my blog title and it's such a lame thing to EVEN THINK ABOUT...I am wasting valuable thinking time and blogging time on this issue! Oh well...someday I'll come up with the perfect title, watch you'll see! It's like naming a child or something, it's gotta mean something right? Finley Files? That one crossed my mind today... too cheesy... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4113658649412862311?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4113658649412862311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4113658649412862311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4113658649412862311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4113658649412862311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-manmy-mom-joined-facebook-read-4-to.html' title='Oh, man...MY MOM JOINED FACEBOOK!  ...read #4 to find out about my crazy dream'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4556126609399048355</id><published>2009-01-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:12:41.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Finley...</title><content type='html'>Joey's had quite an interesting last few weeks! As Joey would say he had "a flammer" for a companion! His companion was a tememporary ward member. His temporary title became even more temporary when he was sent home a few days later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4556126609399048355?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4556126609399048355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4556126609399048355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4556126609399048355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4556126609399048355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/elder-finley.html' title='Elder Finley...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7294861661719736623</id><published>2009-01-11T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:40:09.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Days Until Seattle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am stoked!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7294861661719736623?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7294861661719736623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7294861661719736623&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7294861661719736623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7294861661719736623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/4-days-until-seattle.html' title='4 Days Until Seattle!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2126802068006785695</id><published>2009-01-11T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:38:11.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>PS, Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>I forogt to mention that over the break I got to see Christy (Hoffman) Clarke and Stephanie Enrico!  I just thought all my Greely Peeps would like to know that they are happy and healthy!  Christy now has two kidos, darling!  And Steph is teaching for Teach for America in St. Louis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2126802068006785695?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2126802068006785695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2126802068006785695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2126802068006785695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2126802068006785695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps-christmas-break.html' title='PS, Christmas Break'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1383723950029494094</id><published>2009-01-08T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:12:33.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life Happens...</title><content type='html'>So today I took my students down to the computer lab to take a test called "Acuity."  It was essential my students take it today because the window of time to take it is closing soon.  We get down to the lab and there was another teacher in the lab w/ her students...  grr... it was our computer lab time, but then I just said "Life Happens," and I took my students back to class and we figured out another time that would work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...this is how the title of my blog came about today...I think this one might actually stick, we shall see:).  It's funny because I called up a someone the other day and that was dealing with some extensive car costs due to no fault of their own and they said "sh#* happens." It made me laugh because this person hardly ever swears!  So there you have it, a new blog title!  Perhaps this might be a monumental day for my blog!  Time will only tell!  I wanted to use the word "real" in my title but I couldn't think of anything clever...  I like the word real, I like to keep it REAL!  No phony Bologna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1383723950029494094?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1383723950029494094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1383723950029494094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1383723950029494094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1383723950029494094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-happens.html' title='Life Happens...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-1911629004227993483</id><published>2009-01-07T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:25:48.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWS7RLDtAQI/AAAAAAAAClQ/quljhPbQgsw/s1600-h/temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288557766140297474" style="WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWS7RLDtAQI/AAAAAAAAClQ/quljhPbQgsw/s400/temple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-1911629004227993483?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1911629004227993483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=1911629004227993483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1911629004227993483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/1911629004227993483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWS7RLDtAQI/AAAAAAAAClQ/quljhPbQgsw/s72-c/temple.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2881157387076035024</id><published>2009-01-05T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:35:41.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Deep&quot; Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Life'/><title type='text'>5 Second Crush...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWLtXruz5UI/AAAAAAAAClI/rweMbjZ1S7E/s1600-h/heart.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288049903618221378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWLtXruz5UI/AAAAAAAAClI/rweMbjZ1S7E/s320/heart.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So that's my latest term for those guys I see once or twice and they intrigue me... the 5 second crush can turn into 6, 7, 8...you get the picture. It seems like lately they start at 5, move up to 7 or 8 and drop to 0 instantly when I realize I was totally just fantasizing them into my ideal, decades of emotion, take my breathe away, type of crush! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;As lame as this sounds, I just dictionary.com'd the word "crush," as I often do with words that are on my mind and this is what it came up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRUSH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.to press or squeeze with a force that destroys or deforms.&lt;br /&gt;2. to squeeze or pound into small fragments or particles, as ore, stone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. to force out by pressing or squeezing; extract: to crush cottonseeds in order to produce oil.&lt;br /&gt;4. to rumple; wrinkle; crease.&lt;br /&gt;5. to smooth or flatten by pressure: to crush leather.&lt;br /&gt;6. to hug or embrace forcibly or strongly: He crushed her in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;7. to destroy, subdue, or suppress utterly: to crush a revolt.&lt;br /&gt;8. to overwhelm with confusion, chagrin, or humiliation, as by argumentation or a slighting action or remark; squelch.&lt;br /&gt;9. to oppress grievously.&lt;br /&gt;10. Archaic. to finish drinking (wine, ale, etc.).–verb (used without object)&lt;br /&gt;11. to become crushed.&lt;br /&gt;12. to advance with crushing; press or crowd forcibly.–noun&lt;br /&gt;13. the act of crushing; state of being crushed.&lt;br /&gt;14. a great crowd: a crush of shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;15. Informal.&lt;br /&gt;a. an intense but usually short-lived infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;b. the object of such an infatuation: Who is your latest crush? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I laughed out loud as I read some of those definitions..."to press or squeeze with a force that destroys or deforms." Yep, I'm pretty sure I've destroyed a lot of chances with guys by crushing too much...ha! I also like the one that says "to overwhelm with confusion," been there done that... and I especially like the one that says "short-lived." That one hits the nail on the head! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywho, today I'm just grateful for my short-lived crushes that give me hope. In the past little while I've decided that one of my very favorite attractions and is a must for the man I marry, is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ABILITY TO LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I love to laugh, I love when people make me laugh, I love to laugh about stupid stuff, smart stuff, crazy stuff, weird stuff, stuff that just ticks me off, and mainly I just love to LAUGH...my dad calls me giggles, I just can help it, I LOVE to laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So there you have it, my little thought process I had tonight, sorry if it's hard to follow, if you don't understand, don't worry, I'm confusing, I know:). Just smile and nod for me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life without laughter, would be no life at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2881157387076035024?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2881157387076035024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2881157387076035024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2881157387076035024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2881157387076035024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-second-crush.html' title='5 Second Crush...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWLtXruz5UI/AAAAAAAAClI/rweMbjZ1S7E/s72-c/heart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2252536956690966857</id><published>2009-01-04T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:08:26.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>The Old Seminary Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWDrlCmjboI/AAAAAAAACk4/02gk9tvrOGM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287484984119225986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWDrlCmjboI/AAAAAAAACk4/02gk9tvrOGM/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie, Wray, Me, Derek, Bryan, Taylor, Kathy, Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWDrkHKgpLI/AAAAAAAACkw/m-kNqNOxV4Q/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287484968163910834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWDrkHKgpLI/AAAAAAAACkw/m-kNqNOxV4Q/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Living in Utah is quite awesome! You see, Mormons just gravitate here whether they like it or not:)! It's a bonus for me because I get to see all my old friends now and again! Last night a bunch of us who could make it, went to dinner! It was a blast! Who knew it could be so much fun to talk about the stupid things we did in high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing to share. A few months ago while baring my testimony at church, I saw guy in the audience that looked familiar...I tried not to make eye contact for fear that he would think I was crazy stalker, a common fear of single adults. Turns out he was doing the same thing! It was Bryan Hinton! We went to the first two years of High School together, then he moved to Kansas. I thought, what a small world! He was actually just visiting, but is in a ward that also meets in my building and does activities with my ward often. Then last Sunday I was walking down the hall and saw a familiar face and I said, "is that Derek Sorensen?!!?"  And it was! He just joined my ward! Weird! I don't think I've seen Derek since high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all this running into people and talking to people who currently live here like Cathy Olivas, Wray Dix, and Carolyn Detro inspired a reunion of sorts! Carolyn wasn't able to make it, but we sure did miss here! It was fun to meet Kathy's fiance and Wray's wife! Both perfect matches that I would have never put together! Katie's married too, but didn't bring her honey, next time. I never knew Katie very well because she moved about the same time I moved in, but she came to girls camp and visited now and again, she's a riot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2252536956690966857?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2252536956690966857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2252536956690966857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2252536956690966857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2252536956690966857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-seminary-gang.html' title='The Old Seminary Gang'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SWDrlCmjboI/AAAAAAAACk4/02gk9tvrOGM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-658831823445121318</id><published>2008-12-29T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:53:36.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures with Rita'/><title type='text'>Christmas w/ Rita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhESjNZWI/AAAAAAAACjw/sDVMltSCUV4/s1600-h/SDC10316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285362364022875490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhESjNZWI/AAAAAAAACjw/sDVMltSCUV4/s320/SDC10316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhDvJ39II/AAAAAAAACjo/ERUjny7jKfI/s1600-h/SDC10312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285362354521371778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhDvJ39II/AAAAAAAACjo/ERUjny7jKfI/s320/SDC10312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhC75b_XI/AAAAAAAACjY/0xdAB7gf2JM/s1600-h/SDC10305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285362340762221938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhC75b_XI/AAAAAAAACjY/0xdAB7gf2JM/s320/SDC10305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhDsKnSuI/AAAAAAAACjg/bpnCluNDK38/s1600-h/SDC10309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285362353719167714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhDsKnSuI/AAAAAAAACjg/bpnCluNDK38/s320/SDC10309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For Christmas, Rita &amp;amp; I made some chocolate chip cookies and then I let her unwrap one gift.  This little girl is darling!  I love being part of the Big Brothers, Big Sisters program!  Rita is hilarious, I would love to have her as a student!  She is sweet, funny and well mannered! Rita also learns fast!  I taught her multiplication a few months ago and she was doing all sorts of problems within minutes!  She's also an amazing reader!  She moved here 2 years ago and she's reading at grade level!  I love her!  I love children!  I am so grateful I have time to hang out with her and learn about her life!  She teaches me so much about life, culture, and so much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-658831823445121318?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/658831823445121318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=658831823445121318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/658831823445121318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/658831823445121318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-w-rita.html' title='Christmas w/ Rita!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlhESjNZWI/AAAAAAAACjw/sDVMltSCUV4/s72-c/SDC10316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-7779115278532729912</id><published>2008-12-29T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:24:42.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flatmates'/><title type='text'>Roommate Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlcRMdvdnI/AAAAAAAACjQ/6Sp7hqMTox4/s1600-h/SDC10324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285357088169490034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlcRMdvdnI/AAAAAAAACjQ/6Sp7hqMTox4/s400/SDC10324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my AWESOME Roommates!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2 &amp;amp; 1/2 Years of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt;' up the single life together!! We went to &lt;a href="http://www.biaggis.com/restaurants.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Biaggi's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for our Christmas dinner, we wanted to go somewhere nice! I love their Butternut Squash! Yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsRsz38rI/AAAAAAAACig/dUlsT2ntbHU/s1600-h/SDC10321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233951549944498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsRsz38rI/AAAAAAAACig/dUlsT2ntbHU/s320/SDC10321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsRBelleI/AAAAAAAACiY/iqmXjZbyB1k/s1600-h/SDC10323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233939917936098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsRBelleI/AAAAAAAACiY/iqmXjZbyB1k/s320/SDC10323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsQBrNErI/AAAAAAAACiA/cQIQtC8v7Ok/s1600-h/SDC10326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233922790986418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsQBrNErI/AAAAAAAACiA/cQIQtC8v7Ok/s320/SDC10326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsQiQcDEI/AAAAAAAACiI/cNV4uqXILZk/s1600-h/SDC10325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233931537091650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVjsQiQcDEI/AAAAAAAACiI/cNV4uqXILZk/s320/SDC10325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a burger king hat in my car so Natalie recommended that we try them on "Graham Style." Fun, huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbUUiMQ5I/AAAAAAAACio/eneRJunH-iE/s1600-h/SDC10350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285356042363618194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbUUiMQ5I/AAAAAAAACio/eneRJunH-iE/s320/SDC10350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbWkMnCfI/AAAAAAAACjI/kPJwJuu7lCQ/s1600-h/SDC10327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285356080927803890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbWkMnCfI/AAAAAAAACjI/kPJwJuu7lCQ/s320/SDC10327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbWEzSKAI/AAAAAAAACjA/K_tcn65tY6g/s1600-h/SDC10333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285356072500078594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbWEzSKAI/AAAAAAAACjA/K_tcn65tY6g/s320/SDC10333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbVQSdNQI/AAAAAAAACi4/w7gVnb9HN58/s1600-h/SDC10338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285356058403747074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbVQSdNQI/AAAAAAAACi4/w7gVnb9HN58/s320/SDC10338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbUyXcrlI/AAAAAAAACiw/O_Iihn9owBQ/s1600-h/SDC10344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285356050371620434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlbUyXcrlI/AAAAAAAACiw/O_Iihn9owBQ/s320/SDC10344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Nat's sweet gift from Niki! We were seriously rolling on the floor laughing out loud as Natalie read it to us! I highly recommend this gift for all those who can appreciate laughing about poo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am EXTREMELY grateful for wonderful roommates! If it wasn't for great roommates I would be renting a one bedroom apartment and I'd be really poor and lonely...so THANKS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loha&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grahamster&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-7779115278532729912?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7779115278532729912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=7779115278532729912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7779115278532729912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/7779115278532729912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/roommate-christmas.html' title='Roommate Christmas!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVlcRMdvdnI/AAAAAAAACjQ/6Sp7hqMTox4/s72-c/SDC10324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4526886643711244834</id><published>2008-12-28T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:43:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Dinner w/ the Fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFyvysSqI/AAAAAAAAChw/bXZU_dgyB9w/s1600-h/SDC10383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285050900844137122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFyvysSqI/AAAAAAAAChw/bXZU_dgyB9w/s320/SDC10383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFy7fdK-I/AAAAAAAACh4/vazP4o79VMQ/s1600-h/SDC10384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285050903984679906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFy7fdK-I/AAAAAAAACh4/vazP4o79VMQ/s320/SDC10384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFyTAinNI/AAAAAAAACho/kP5MTe3_qHw/s1600-h/SDC10374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285050893117594834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFyTAinNI/AAAAAAAACho/kP5MTe3_qHw/s320/SDC10374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFx8dP_lI/AAAAAAAAChg/QVYUaLdvmQs/s1600-h/SDC10361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285050887063993938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFx8dP_lI/AAAAAAAAChg/QVYUaLdvmQs/s320/SDC10361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and her diet pepsi.  Dad and his AWESOME ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEcH1NdfI/AAAAAAAAChA/kvsA06KUAcU/s1600-h/SDC10396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049412648531442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEcH1NdfI/AAAAAAAAChA/kvsA06KUAcU/s320/SDC10396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEby3pGaI/AAAAAAAACg4/AzERHqTtgIE/s1600-h/SDC10395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049407021586850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEby3pGaI/AAAAAAAACg4/AzERHqTtgIE/s320/SDC10395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Check out my muscles!  Mine are bigger!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEbJ-MCjI/AAAAAAAACgw/M3e4Nw8Sz2Y/s1600-h/SDC10397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049396043188786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEbJ-MCjI/AAAAAAAACgw/M3e4Nw8Sz2Y/s320/SDC10397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDE5rB0iI/AAAAAAAACgo/2aLsy3Z1lcs/s1600-h/SDC10467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047914199110178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDE5rB0iI/AAAAAAAACgo/2aLsy3Z1lcs/s320/SDC10467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEcbQmlEI/AAAAAAAAChI/C0m5X-GtHD8/s1600-h/SDC10410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285049417863697474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhEcbQmlEI/AAAAAAAAChI/C0m5X-GtHD8/s320/SDC10410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDETMMN1I/AAAAAAAACgY/zQfE4oqBtpY/s1600-h/SDC10431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047903869220690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDETMMN1I/AAAAAAAACgY/zQfE4oqBtpY/s320/SDC10431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDEv6Qc4I/AAAAAAAACgg/6TGjZca1gkA/s1600-h/SDC10437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047911578628994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDEv6Qc4I/AAAAAAAACgg/6TGjZca1gkA/s320/SDC10437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDDW4f2RI/AAAAAAAACgI/dt88IsNupN8/s1600-h/SDC10417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047887680493842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDDW4f2RI/AAAAAAAACgI/dt88IsNupN8/s320/SDC10417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDDyASvHI/AAAAAAAACgQ/jOBermLEiOU/s1600-h/SDC10427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285047894960946290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhDDyASvHI/AAAAAAAACgQ/jOBermLEiOU/s320/SDC10427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awe, I seriously love, love, love my family!!!!!!!!!  Christmas was great!  Talking to Joey for two hours was WAY COOL!  Joey sounds the same, a bit more spiritual, a bit more funny, love that kid!  he comes home in 22 weeks!  Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4526886643711244834?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4526886643711244834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4526886643711244834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4526886643711244834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4526886643711244834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-dinner-w-fam.html' title='Christmas Dinner w/ the Fam'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SVhFyvysSqI/AAAAAAAAChw/bXZU_dgyB9w/s72-c/SDC10383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6494566720820257013</id><published>2008-12-25T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:19:02.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Newsletter.</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends &amp;amp; Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas! WOW! My mom was right, time does speed up when you get older! I decided to write this letter despite the fact that anyone who would read this probably already knows everything because they probably read my blog, but non-the-less, I started this tradition last year so here goes :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the beginning of last year not eating sugar, but that came to a halt one day in April. It seems that sugar isn't everything and didn't affect my diet too much. I also spent A LOT of time at home and at school working on my capstone project for my masters. I'm glad to announce that I finished that project with flying colors and I am now a proud graduate of SUU, weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I ventured off, as I sometimes do, to a new land, NEW YORK CITY! Boy was that an adventure! It was so much fun to be with good friends and see some pretty amazing sites! I absolutely loved going to Ellis Island, I could have spent a few days there! I was also pretty impressed by the Empire State Building. WICKED, the musical, was fantastic too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in July after my friend Molly and I finished up with our masters classes, we went on a 2 week road trip from Utah to Wisconsin! It was BLAST! We stopped to see friends and family along the way! After I got home, I turned around and got on another plane, this time headed to Disneyland...I know what you're thinking, this girls needs to stop playing and start working! Don't worry, I do feel guilty, but I also have ants in my pants and can't stop, I figure I should follow the advice of nearly every married friend that I have, which is, "live it up now before you have kids!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August, I unpacked all my teaching stuff at Taylorsville Elementary, where I now reside as a third grade teacher in Room 16. I am really liking it! Change is always hard but I think the pro's outway the con's with this one. I love having my very own classroom, none of that rotating business of a year around school. Learning the third grade cirriculumn has kept me busy and on my toes. Third grade feels like my nitch, I hope not to change grades anytime soon. I work with a great staff and wonderful students, the parents are the only disappointing factor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my fall break, I went with my mom and sister down to Sacramento and San Francisco. We had a great time! Laughing, gettting lost, yelling at the GPS, and meeting up with friends and family was awesome! We're thinking that we should go on yearly roadtrips from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I went to Chicago and hung out with Molly! We went to all the fancy stores, had the famous Chicago Pizza, and went to the top of the SEARS tower...I think I've been to most of the tallest buildings in the world now...I'll have to think about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a balloon art making class this year, my students are quite fond of this new skill;)! My piano lessons have been kind of touch and go lately...between the masters and transitioning to a new school they got a little neglected. I learned a little more about myself this year, that's been good and bad, but mostly good, lol.  I've learned that I love the temple and I love the gospel of Jesus Christ. I'm excited to celebrate Christ's birth. I love this time year, where I can reflect on the Saviors life and make an extra effort to become more like him.  I wish you all the Most Merry Christmas of them all!  Thanks for being great influences in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6494566720820257013?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6494566720820257013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6494566720820257013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6494566720820257013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6494566720820257013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-newsletter.html' title='Christmas Newsletter.'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2434016155318000080</id><published>2008-12-21T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:28:48.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finley Family Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Written by, My MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another year has come and gone already!! It has been a lot of fun getting cards and letters in the mail, catching up on all our friends and family. We love the pictures, it is amazing how big the kids are getting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany has been busy this year. She is now teaching 3rd grade in a new school district and is loving it. She also earned her Master’s degree in July. And has been taking several trips, some include New York, Chicago, Disneyland, and a road trip to Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslee is still working hard at UVU. Can’t really say she is loving it, but she is trying hard to finish up by 2010 with a bachelor’s degree in Business Management. She is still working at Ogio International. Leslee went on her first river run experience this summer in Jackson Hole Wyoming, she had so much fun that she wants to take the family next summer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Finley is still serving a mission in Brazil. He has been out for 19 long months. He is due home June 3rd. He is currently serving in a town called Guabriaba. He has been busy this year as a Senior companion, District Leader, Trainer and Zone Leader and as 2nd Counselor in the Bishopric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron just turned 17 and has 3 things on his mind girls, cars and cars. He was lucky enough to survive his first accident where he totaled his car. He is a junior this year and is working hard at school but can’t say he loves it! He works part time at Larry H. Miller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan had a great season playing football. He is attending Jordan High school, he wanted to have some space from Aaron who is at Alta. He really likes it and is now wrestling for Jordan High.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff has a new dog named Cache. Jeff has been busy training him and earned his junior hunt test title in May and they are now working on his senior title, with the help of Ryan. He still is with State Farm and he loves being back in Utah where the hunting is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy taking care of the family. I had the opportunity to see all my family but 1 brother this year. I went on a 2 week road trip with my Dad, step mom and sister Pat. We started in Florida and had a nice visit with my brother Steve and his wife Iryna. Then we headed up to Wisconsin and on over to Utah. The girls and I also went on a 5 day road trip to California. It is so much fun to travel with older kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope this Christmas season finds you happy and healthy. Thank you for your Christmas cards and visits. We have made so many great friends and are grateful you keep in touch. May God bless each of you this coming year with health, love, and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Finley’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeff, Dixie, Tiffany, Leslee, Elder Finley, Aaron and Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2434016155318000080?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2434016155318000080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2434016155318000080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2434016155318000080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2434016155318000080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/finley-family-christmas-letter.html' title='Finley Family Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6999340150396244296</id><published>2008-12-20T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:01:03.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions about Christmas Cards &amp; Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2G9hThAOI/AAAAAAAACgA/N68Ba7elF2o/s1600-h/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282026329445826786" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2G9hThAOI/AAAAAAAACgA/N68Ba7elF2o/s400/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be a little "Snoopy" and get your thoughts on these questions...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone still send out Christmas cards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should single people send them out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money should you spend on Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who all do you buy gifts for? Friends, Neighbors? Co-workers? Students? Parent Volunteers? People who look like they need a little something? Charity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What constitutes as a good gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if you forget to get someone a gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if you can't find the perfect gift for someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are gift cards a bad idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you show your appreciation for your gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping today and it stirred up some thoughts about Christmas Cards and Presents...what are your thoughts? Please share:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6999340150396244296?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6999340150396244296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6999340150396244296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6999340150396244296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6999340150396244296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/questions-about-christmas-cards.html' title='Questions about Christmas Cards &amp; Presents'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2G9hThAOI/AAAAAAAACgA/N68Ba7elF2o/s72-c/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3847657592173778640</id><published>2008-12-20T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:52:24.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Noses</title><content type='html'>Is this weather causing me to have bloody noses?  :(  3 in 1 day is not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3847657592173778640?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3847657592173778640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3847657592173778640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3847657592173778640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3847657592173778640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/bloody-noses.html' title='Bloody Noses'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8049862653668684366</id><published>2008-12-20T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:50:52.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Poisoning, my first experience...</title><content type='html'>And hopefully my last...I know what it is now and what happens when you get it. SICK!  REALLY SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson learned: NEVER EAT AT ARBY'S ON 4500 S. AND 900 E.!!!  Also, always get a substitute regardless if you think you can make it through the day.  (Nothing terrible occurred.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2D85D_-PI/AAAAAAAACf4/tdTte1-B4jw/s1600-h/457px-Arby%27s_logo_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282023020108445938" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2D85D_-PI/AAAAAAAACf4/tdTte1-B4jw/s320/457px-Arby%27s_logo_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8049862653668684366?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8049862653668684366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8049862653668684366&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8049862653668684366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8049862653668684366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-poisoning-my-first-experience.html' title='Food Poisoning, my first experience...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SU2D85D_-PI/AAAAAAAACf4/tdTte1-B4jw/s72-c/457px-Arby%27s_logo_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5933425444539439305</id><published>2008-12-16T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:43:47.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Butt, Windy City, Chicago, IL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634741397434882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiVUb2UsgI/AAAAAAAACfw/sCLJcmReArQ/s400/SDC10215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyoJ69SI/AAAAAAAACfo/MbH92CHXMfs/s1600-h/SDC10211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634160585307426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyoJ69SI/AAAAAAAACfo/MbH92CHXMfs/s320/SDC10211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyWga37I/AAAAAAAACfg/HXFQIGnpj4M/s1600-h/SDC10210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634155847835570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyWga37I/AAAAAAAACfg/HXFQIGnpj4M/s320/SDC10210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta love the famous pizza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyOir0HI/AAAAAAAACfY/KtG5d2BsPUM/s1600-h/SDC10202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634153709850738" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUyOir0HI/AAAAAAAACfY/KtG5d2BsPUM/s320/SDC10202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUx2r5PaI/AAAAAAAACfQ/uXKSM3AAuyI/s1600-h/SDC10201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634147306028450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUx2r5PaI/AAAAAAAACfQ/uXKSM3AAuyI/s320/SDC10201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sears Tower...largest building in the US!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUxhn5kKI/AAAAAAAACfI/ECiHE8RVzIY/s1600-h/SDC10192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280634141652127906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiUxhn5kKI/AAAAAAAACfI/ECiHE8RVzIY/s320/SDC10192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTyEY_FYI/AAAAAAAACfA/5W1JVjQmyic/s1600-h/SDC10196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280633051473188226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTyEY_FYI/AAAAAAAACfA/5W1JVjQmyic/s320/SDC10196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTxdmJYuI/AAAAAAAACew/cNUw2lryt3Y/s1600-h/SDC10181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280633041059406562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTxdmJYuI/AAAAAAAACew/cNUw2lryt3Y/s320/SDC10181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTw5jP0FI/AAAAAAAACeg/sx_SpVqbue0/s1600-h/SDC10175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280633031383568466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTw5jP0FI/AAAAAAAACeg/sx_SpVqbue0/s320/SDC10175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTxIQ3qcI/AAAAAAAACeo/bVP9LxX363M/s1600-h/SDC10178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280633035333020098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiTxIQ3qcI/AAAAAAAACeo/bVP9LxX363M/s320/SDC10178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRi6lm3-I/AAAAAAAACeY/9sn3IOJ5s4Q/s1600-h/SDC10173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280630592120479714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRi6lm3-I/AAAAAAAACeY/9sn3IOJ5s4Q/s320/SDC10173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRisHzHeI/AAAAAAAACeQ/mYn7ZXU7sgs/s1600-h/SDC10172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280630588237356514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRisHzHeI/AAAAAAAACeQ/mYn7ZXU7sgs/s320/SDC10172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Famous peole from Chicago...Molly and I did a report on Jane Addams in our Masters program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRhm3EtdI/AAAAAAAACeI/h_QelvsamGs/s1600-h/SDC10169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280630569645159890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRhm3EtdI/AAAAAAAACeI/h_QelvsamGs/s320/SDC10169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRhPnCtiI/AAAAAAAACeA/uJEYBwIM3Ro/s1600-h/SDC10162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280630563403904546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRhPnCtiI/AAAAAAAACeA/uJEYBwIM3Ro/s320/SDC10162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRgzJTjOI/AAAAAAAACd4/GhSyANMkfDc/s1600-h/SDC10155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280630555762986210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiRgzJTjOI/AAAAAAAACd4/GhSyANMkfDc/s320/SDC10155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5933425444539439305?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5933425444539439305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5933425444539439305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5933425444539439305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5933425444539439305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-butt-windy-city-chicago-il.html' title='Sweet Butt, Windy City, Chicago, IL!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiVUb2UsgI/AAAAAAAACfw/sCLJcmReArQ/s72-c/SDC10215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8677248404856337633</id><published>2008-12-16T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:36:55.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurse Niki's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay!  My roommate and BF Niki graduated!  I am soooo excited for her!  We had a fun party at our place, good times :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiN5FCx3pI/AAAAAAAACdo/DIPrPLlHlTY/s1600-h/SDC10130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280626574837800594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiN5FCx3pI/AAAAAAAACdo/DIPrPLlHlTY/s400/SDC10130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNLMaJ8SI/AAAAAAAACdg/JCfZbAR6giE/s1600-h/SDC10153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625786540912930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNLMaJ8SI/AAAAAAAACdg/JCfZbAR6giE/s320/SDC10153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNKtoGmQI/AAAAAAAACdY/8dReQQF7ZLU/s1600-h/SDC10152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625778277914882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNKtoGmQI/AAAAAAAACdY/8dReQQF7ZLU/s320/SDC10152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNKK_u0WI/AAAAAAAACdQ/PHRj0LWzgSQ/s1600-h/SDC10147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625768981778786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNKK_u0WI/AAAAAAAACdQ/PHRj0LWzgSQ/s320/SDC10147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNJroXwQI/AAAAAAAACdI/kd1yNgdDJc8/s1600-h/SDC10138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625760562299138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNJroXwQI/AAAAAAAACdI/kd1yNgdDJc8/s320/SDC10138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNJYbSeVI/AAAAAAAACdA/DSVz8VC4N8c/s1600-h/SDC10136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280625755407153490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiNJYbSeVI/AAAAAAAACdA/DSVz8VC4N8c/s320/SDC10136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiOoPuPecI/AAAAAAAACdw/C86OUJg37q4/s1600-h/SDC10154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280627385158302146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiOoPuPecI/AAAAAAAACdw/C86OUJg37q4/s320/SDC10154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMLD3YefI/AAAAAAAACc4/7PxEqdxZ7UQ/s1600-h/SDC10131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280624684735953394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMLD3YefI/AAAAAAAACc4/7PxEqdxZ7UQ/s320/SDC10131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMKrfq0ZI/AAAAAAAACcw/nzJPp1sd-aY/s1600-h/SDC10130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMKGQ6D6I/AAAAAAAACcg/CaOnnTPWDFQ/s1600-h/SDC10127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280624668200013730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMKGQ6D6I/AAAAAAAACcg/CaOnnTPWDFQ/s320/SDC10127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMKTpwdeI/AAAAAAAACco/HuCZUQiftzU/s1600-h/SDC10129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280624671793903074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMKTpwdeI/AAAAAAAACco/HuCZUQiftzU/s320/SDC10129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMJ87bTwI/AAAAAAAACcY/T8OW9ABO1mY/s1600-h/SDC10123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280624665693998850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiMJ87bTwI/AAAAAAAACcY/T8OW9ABO1mY/s320/SDC10123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Niki’s our FAVORITE NURSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://static-p3.fotolia.com/jpg/00/00/52/44/110_F_524473_EL0OBzmRkXq0WTPqewFB8nEXyviWSl.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.fotolia.com/id/5589974&amp;amp;usg=__KIvowvJg3C1vbhyAYnwlD7Zp9_c=&amp;amp;h=110&amp;amp;w=110&amp;amp;sz=7&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;tbnid=MRhlTMlzlXoJXM:&amp;amp;tbnh=85&amp;amp;tbnw=85&amp;amp;prev=/images?q=NURSE+ICON&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Nurse Niki’s Graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, December 11th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7:00-9:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PLACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4408 Muirfield Dr. #21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the party is "Niki’s Favorites!" Bring one of her favorite foods...graham crackers and milk, nibs, muffing mix (baked for 58 seconds in the microwave), dough (any type:)), silk chocolate milk, m&amp;amp; m's, cinnamon toast crunch, homemade oreo cookies, cookies, peanut butter m &amp;amp; m's...etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For help with directions, call Tiffany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8677248404856337633?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8677248404856337633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8677248404856337633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8677248404856337633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8677248404856337633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/nurse-nikis-graduation.html' title='Nurse Niki&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SUiN5FCx3pI/AAAAAAAACdo/DIPrPLlHlTY/s72-c/SDC10130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6605320918451331655</id><published>2008-12-10T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:39:44.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Most Favorite 2008 Quote</title><content type='html'>"The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself."– Anna Quindlen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6605320918451331655?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6605320918451331655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6605320918451331655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6605320918451331655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6605320918451331655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-most-favorite-2008-quote.html' title='My Most Favorite 2008 Quote'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6295337669806683656</id><published>2008-12-10T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:38:16.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Good Quote...</title><content type='html'>"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." -Nelson Mandela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6295337669806683656?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6295337669806683656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6295337669806683656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6295337669806683656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6295337669806683656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-good-quote.html' title='Another Good Quote...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6027694057781910507</id><published>2008-12-10T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:36:53.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Quote...</title><content type='html'>"We all live with the illusion that joy will come someday when conditions change. We go to school and think we will be happy when we graduate. We are single and we are conviced we will be happy when we get married. We get married and decide we will be happy someday when we have children. We have children and decide we will be happy when they grow up and leave the nest-then they do, and we think we were happier when they were still at home...True joy as it turns out, comes only to those who have devoted their lives to something greater than personal happiness."-John Ortberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6027694057781910507?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6027694057781910507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6027694057781910507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6027694057781910507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6027694057781910507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-quote.html' title='A Good Quote...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-2483893710879970153</id><published>2008-12-07T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:45:47.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flatmates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>SuPer SaTuRDaY!</title><content type='html'>I had a busy day yesterday! I signed up with the ward to go to the homeless shelter in the morning. When we arrived they were overloaded with volunteers, so we decided to go to the food bank and they had too many volunteers too! Then we decided to go to Highland Cove Assisted Living and visit the elderly people. It was so much fun! Those old people crack me up and love visitors! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I came home and took a little nap...I sure needed one! I had a hard time sleeping Friday night and all week for that matter...just restless that's all, there's been so much to think about this month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my sister Leslee and I went to go pick up Natalie and Kate our "adopted" nieces for a date night! The girls really wanted to go to the mall to shop, so we did! They even got to use their money! We went to Hello Kitty first, their favorite store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYsDCBkfI/AAAAAAAACag/zr-iiYkbVc0/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277260745866842610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYsDCBkfI/AAAAAAAACag/zr-iiYkbVc0/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we went to the Festival of Trees. The girls loved the trees! I did too! I love that all of the proceeds to Primary Children's Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYshvPJuI/AAAAAAAACao/WK2UBkMyaY8/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277260754109540066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYshvPJuI/AAAAAAAACao/WK2UBkMyaY8/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYtZ87BSI/AAAAAAAACbA/2nUJG5RH6q4/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277260769199326498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYtZ87BSI/AAAAAAAACbA/2nUJG5RH6q4/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaLF9vnmI/AAAAAAAACbI/gAyyM8Ho10k/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262378741767778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaLF9vnmI/AAAAAAAACbI/gAyyM8Ho10k/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We needed a little snack to tie us over:). Katie bug loved the diet coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYtD_h0vI/AAAAAAAACa4/5e1eAmeDnBo/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277260763304678130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYtD_h0vI/AAAAAAAACa4/5e1eAmeDnBo/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYs3WGY3I/AAAAAAAACaw/7UOqp_WjUS8/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277260759909688178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYs3WGY3I/AAAAAAAACaw/7UOqp_WjUS8/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie and Kate by their favorite trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaLr8hXBI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Eyc1psOrpls/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyj-lwR-xI/AAAAAAAACcQ/8LnaZxgVyTE/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277273159053212434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyj-lwR-xI/AAAAAAAACcQ/8LnaZxgVyTE/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaMMSot5I/AAAAAAAACbY/PkVf8Omdros/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262397619877778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaMMSot5I/AAAAAAAACbY/PkVf8Omdros/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leslee and I both knew people who put trees in the festival in remembrance of a loved one who passed away, these are their trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaNm7unsI/AAAAAAAACbo/IaWrnNvSKzo/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262421951422146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyaNm7unsI/AAAAAAAACbo/IaWrnNvSKzo/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybi9Vl27I/AAAAAAAACbw/lHUwnfabanE/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263888254360498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybi9Vl27I/AAAAAAAACbw/lHUwnfabanE/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls legs got tired so what did we do? Carry them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybjbP_ekI/AAAAAAAACb4/nf_snjU4mvs/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263896283937346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybjbP_ekI/AAAAAAAACb4/nf_snjU4mvs/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we headed to Burger King so we could wear a princess crown! It cost $22.94 for everyone to eat! Sheesh! I'll never go out to eat when I have kids...it's so expensive! But it was worth it. It was funny because I just started eating and Leslee said to me, "aren't you going to help Natalie get her food out of the bag?" I laughed because I had forgotten I was with small children! I like to think I'm good with kids, I guess I just forget sometimes what to do... :) (Plus no matter what grade I've taught, I've taught them to do things on their own:)). Then I had to help Kate in the bathroom...it was gross because I had to help her wipe and my hand touched the water that she just peed in, SICK! Overall, it was an AWESOME time! I love those kids soooo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ended the night by going to see Twilight! It was NOT what I expected. Parts of it were AWESOME...some parts were not so awesome... I liked feeling like I was reading a book again:). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybkaUnRhI/AAAAAAAACcI/Rtb245yvmh0/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263913214756370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybkaUnRhI/AAAAAAAACcI/Rtb245yvmh0/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and tonight, Sunday, my roommates and I decorated the tree! Doesn't it look great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybj3z3tPI/AAAAAAAACcA/V_4P4RLGLyo/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263903950615794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STybj3z3tPI/AAAAAAAACcA/V_4P4RLGLyo/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh #2, I'm collecting plastic bags for my classroom! Yay!!!! My ward has helped sooooo much! One day after I sent out a ward/H4 email, 700 bags were left at my door! Yay! Thank you friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-2483893710879970153?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2483893710879970153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=2483893710879970153&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2483893710879970153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/2483893710879970153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/super-saturday.html' title='SuPer SaTuRDaY!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyYsDCBkfI/AAAAAAAACag/zr-iiYkbVc0/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3878122416004071628</id><published>2008-12-07T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:42:49.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Work Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVwIV3HqI/AAAAAAAACaY/ZyuFu4d5VI8/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277257517476814498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVwIV3HqI/AAAAAAAACaY/ZyuFu4d5VI8/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVv1GM4KI/AAAAAAAACaQ/pR2kSwWIwD4/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277257512310857890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVv1GM4KI/AAAAAAAACaQ/pR2kSwWIwD4/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left: Jana &amp;amp; Leslee (2nd Grade) Right: Alisa (Kindergarten)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVvjaJFZI/AAAAAAAACaI/o38myzse0Nw/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277257507562657170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVvjaJFZI/AAAAAAAACaI/o38myzse0Nw/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVvDBDoMI/AAAAAAAACaA/9pEGrI_IEaY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277257498867507394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVvDBDoMI/AAAAAAAACaA/9pEGrI_IEaY/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Aubrey (6th grade) Right: Marcy (Principals wife and old co-worker.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVusvWbnI/AAAAAAAACZ4/6bpnbgMjp5Q/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277257492887662194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVusvWbnI/AAAAAAAACZ4/6bpnbgMjp5Q/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcy (Jon's wife &amp;amp; old co-worker) Susan &amp;amp; Dianne our Awesome secretaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyUZuMlNgI/AAAAAAAACZw/lKIRK-BcX9I/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277256032989820418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyUZuMlNgI/AAAAAAAACZw/lKIRK-BcX9I/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tasha &amp;amp; Becki, these are my third grade teammates! They are so fun to work with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our Christmas work party was held at our principals house. It was so nice! All but 2 or 3 people came! It was one of the nicest work parties I've been to! Thanks to our awesome secretaries! I am beginning to really like my new school and the staff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3878122416004071628?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3878122416004071628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3878122416004071628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3878122416004071628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3878122416004071628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-work-party.html' title='Christmas Work Party'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STyVwIV3HqI/AAAAAAAACaY/ZyuFu4d5VI8/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6097063788855908101</id><published>2008-12-04T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:04:12.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9-year-old Alec Greven advises boys of all ages how to get the right girl</title><content type='html'>Watch this clip! It's hilarious!  This kid knows what he's talking about!  However, now I am super worried that my students are talking about dating at recess!!!!  Sheesh!  I teach kids his age, well the age he was when he wrote it!  Click below for a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/28038281/?GT1=43001"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Little Ladies' Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6097063788855908101?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6097063788855908101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6097063788855908101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6097063788855908101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6097063788855908101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/9-year-old-alec-greven-advises-boys-of.html' title='9-year-old Alec Greven advises boys of all ages how to get the right girl'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4371188058983774116</id><published>2008-12-04T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:00:11.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures with Rita'/><title type='text'>BBBS-Classic Skating Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Big Brothers Big Sister had their annual Christmas party tonight at "Classic Skating!" It was sooooo much fun! I went to ask the front desk afterwards if they sold season passes or something, it was that fun! Rita was kind of nervous at first but then she became more confident as we went. Her sister on the other hand is was more difficult to teach to rollor skate...almost as bad as trying to teach her to swim, oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STiy88B_N6I/AAAAAAAACZQ/qgVePO6LH7A/s1600-h/Classic+Skating+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276163723440895906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STiy88B_N6I/AAAAAAAACZQ/qgVePO6LH7A/s400/Classic+Skating+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rita &amp;amp; Me, Christmas Number 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizhPg-blI/AAAAAAAACZg/dOnP1KAeu0E/s1600-h/Classic+Skating+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164347146432082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizhPg-blI/AAAAAAAACZg/dOnP1KAeu0E/s400/Classic+Skating+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizg87DgzI/AAAAAAAACZY/ZVK32xUCcro/s1600-h/Classic+Skating+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164342155543346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizg87DgzI/AAAAAAAACZY/ZVK32xUCcro/s400/Classic+Skating+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizhbY8fJI/AAAAAAAACZo/yIm6uxsbRyM/s1600-h/Classic+Skating+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164350333975698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STizhbY8fJI/AAAAAAAACZo/yIm6uxsbRyM/s400/Classic+Skating+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rita &amp;amp; Rebecca...They were all dressed up when I picked them up! They were so excited! We had a lot of fun! Only a few falls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4371188058983774116?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4371188058983774116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4371188058983774116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4371188058983774116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4371188058983774116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbbs-classic-skating-christmas-party.html' title='BBBS-Classic Skating Christmas Party'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STiy88B_N6I/AAAAAAAACZQ/qgVePO6LH7A/s72-c/Classic+Skating+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6741789158111032334</id><published>2008-11-28T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:58:37.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Life'/><title type='text'>Thankful, Thankful, Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKPea35I/AAAAAAAACYg/Io_R6HIEe48/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273856077092020114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKPea35I/AAAAAAAACYg/Io_R6HIEe48/s320/Thanksgiving_032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click on the picture above and check out Beau's tounge! He's so funny! He loves table scraps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKDIntOI/AAAAAAAACYY/3j4XLJd2_24/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273856073779360994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKDIntOI/AAAAAAAACYY/3j4XLJd2_24/s320/Thanksgiving_026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hottt sister! Guys watch out, she's available...but not this Friday, Saturday?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCALbqYteI/AAAAAAAACYw/ueLN25hh8m0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273856097543304674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCALbqYteI/AAAAAAAACYw/ueLN25hh8m0/s320/Thanksgiving_044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAMxRVgwI/AAAAAAAACY4/4j3uYAcclIQ/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273856120523686658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAMxRVgwI/AAAAAAAACY4/4j3uYAcclIQ/s320/Thanksgiving_046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My adorable brothers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKq4T4yI/AAAAAAAACYo/q1Uqo6b2JZs/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273856084448371490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKq4T4yI/AAAAAAAACYo/q1Uqo6b2JZs/s320/Thanksgiving_041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Ryan trying to put us in a head lock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thankful, Thankful, Thankful, Am I, Am I, Am I...I am currently reading Charlotte's Web and the goose always repeats itself 3 times, I guess I'm trying to be a goose, I am weird. This thanksgiving was so much fun. Everything just seemed to flow nicely:). The girls made the desserts the night before and then dad and I got up early to make the stuffing and sun tan the turkey with oil...tradition...or more like I want survive this lifetime and if I don't learn my dads amazing tricks in the kitchen I might not. Then the rest of us pitched in to get the rest of the fixin's made. It's still a little strange that Joey's on a mission, I can't wait until next year! We all went around the dinner table and expressed our gratitude...Aaron is grateful they had Turkey on the first thanksgiving and not donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am soooo grateful for my family, I love them so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am also grateful for many things in life...the gospel of Jesus Christ, good friends to hang out with and laugh with, incredible roommates, education, my students, my job, parent volunteers, books, airplanes, my little sister (the Liberian one and my real one), having the opportunity to be single, health, hope, prayers, love, laughs, teasing, sarcasm, warm blankets, an apartment, a paycheck, my friends at the gas station, my computer, my friends around the world, temples around the world, paper, scissors, paints, cutting boards, copy machines, ice cream, peanut butter, freedom, to be born in America, long walks, parks, mountains...I could go on...I am so thankful for the peace that comes when I sit down and realize how blessed I am...I am one lucky girl. Thanks to you know who, the Man who created it all:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCDx2LM3lI/AAAAAAAACZI/2l0b1QlECgI/s1600-h/Thanksgiving_037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273860056030174802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCDx2LM3lI/AAAAAAAACZI/2l0b1QlECgI/s400/Thanksgiving_037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't bite off my head already Aaron!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PS I went shopping today! I loved it so much! I spent so much! But saved so much! And bought myself too much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6741789158111032334?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6741789158111032334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6741789158111032334&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6741789158111032334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6741789158111032334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-thankful-thankful.html' title='Thankful, Thankful, Thankful'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/STCAKPea35I/AAAAAAAACYg/Io_R6HIEe48/s72-c/Thanksgiving_032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-936547835094720680</id><published>2008-11-27T16:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:21:32.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"These Are My People!"  Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83p1AXr4I/AAAAAAAACXw/dNnJr0bAcck/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494880416935810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83p1AXr4I/AAAAAAAACXw/dNnJr0bAcck/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove past this really cool pirate house on the way to Grandma's. We decided to surprise Grandma Lori (my mom's mom) on her birthday!  So after church we drove to grandmothers, over the river and through the vineyards, to grandmothers house we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83RXNFHOI/AAAAAAAACXo/yD-oQLXjO1U/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494460100320482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83RXNFHOI/AAAAAAAACXo/yD-oQLXjO1U/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83RFRg3gI/AAAAAAAACXg/o8EfKbNZj3g/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494455287078402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83RFRg3gI/AAAAAAAACXg/o8EfKbNZj3g/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cris (my cousin) &amp;amp; Alyssa (my cousin Garrett's daughter) came too!  It was a lot of fun getting to know them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83Qd9bkTI/AAAAAAAACXQ/3rKzb5OFQO8/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494444733862194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83Qd9bkTI/AAAAAAAACXQ/3rKzb5OFQO8/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83QnASa_I/AAAAAAAACXY/0jtSos1dSrI/s1600-h/IMG_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494447161764850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83QnASa_I/AAAAAAAACXY/0jtSos1dSrI/s320/IMG_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I made friends with Alyssa because I share similar interests and mentality:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82q-WqWJI/AAAAAAAACXA/DVvwE4Mn0UY/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273493800594593938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82q-WqWJI/AAAAAAAACXA/DVvwE4Mn0UY/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qk63BlI/AAAAAAAACW4/sAF2Aq-vDXM/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273493793767097938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qk63BlI/AAAAAAAACW4/sAF2Aq-vDXM/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that sweater look cute (my mom picked that out for her!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83q4_Je4I/AAAAAAAACYA/1k6gQWDCuUE/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494898665421698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83q4_Je4I/AAAAAAAACYA/1k6gQWDCuUE/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qe6BreI/AAAAAAAACWw/nZim_JJrcWM/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273493792152989154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qe6BreI/AAAAAAAACWw/nZim_JJrcWM/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma was beaming the whole time, she was so glad we came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83ql8ClwI/AAAAAAAACX4/Cihsrzc9qCA/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494893552113410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83ql8ClwI/AAAAAAAACX4/Cihsrzc9qCA/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82pzH_34I/AAAAAAAACWg/0MqRqc341-A/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273493780400430978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82pzH_34I/AAAAAAAACWg/0MqRqc341-A/s320/IMG_0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qCrgpeI/AAAAAAAACWo/c9u11mlFCVI/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273493784575911394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS82qCrgpeI/AAAAAAAACWo/c9u11mlFCVI/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83P9VRbWI/AAAAAAAACXI/l2lyrVRABOU/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273494435975490914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83P9VRbWI/AAAAAAAACXI/l2lyrVRABOU/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on Day 6 we drove all the way home.... :(.  I loved being with my mom and sister!  We need to do this again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-936547835094720680?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/936547835094720680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=936547835094720680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/936547835094720680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/936547835094720680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-my-people-day-5.html' title='&quot;These Are My People!&quot;  Day 5'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS83p1AXr4I/AAAAAAAACXw/dNnJr0bAcck/s72-c/IMG_0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6697371257166262545</id><published>2008-11-27T15:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:05:32.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"These Are My People!"  Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z-PmUjGI/AAAAAAAACWY/M3fg8gETAFU/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273490833106308194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z-PmUjGI/AAAAAAAACWY/M3fg8gETAFU/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z9m9uc8I/AAAAAAAACWI/8ACxCUKAAwU/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273490822198621122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z9m9uc8I/AAAAAAAACWI/8ACxCUKAAwU/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; IN-N-OUT BURGER, need I say more...delish!  Mom's old friends and old meaning friends from way back when she was in high  school, anyway, they took us out to eat!  We call them the Wagner's! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Mom dated their son in high school...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z91VyQrI/AAAAAAAACWQ/_wWsaNjJVLM/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273490826057630386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z91VyQrI/AAAAAAAACWQ/_wWsaNjJVLM/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was my first time parking in the handicapped spot, yay!  I loved it and I loved the Wagner's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z9LhkVSI/AAAAAAAACWA/sw7OTK3LB3A/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273490814832760098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z9LhkVSI/AAAAAAAACWA/sw7OTK3LB3A/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z8rIOqlI/AAAAAAAACV4/20Mzb0EUg48/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273490806136547922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z8rIOqlI/AAAAAAAACV4/20Mzb0EUg48/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also went back for more Mint Truffle ice cream...shhh don't tell anyone:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6697371257166262545?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6697371257166262545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6697371257166262545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6697371257166262545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6697371257166262545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_27.html' title='&quot;These Are My People!&quot;  Day 4'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8z-PmUjGI/AAAAAAAACWY/M3fg8gETAFU/s72-c/IMG_0872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-4747451782769321879</id><published>2008-11-27T13:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:47:03.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"These Are My People!"  Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q6bjXFoI/AAAAAAAACVg/WmtxA00iDEY/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273452284688668290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q6bjXFoI/AAAAAAAACVg/WmtxA00iDEY/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took this Ferry to San Francisco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q6iOgQZI/AAAAAAAACVo/eDlOmVoedIs/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273452286480236946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q6iOgQZI/AAAAAAAACVo/eDlOmVoedIs/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PMwoouHI/AAAAAAAACTo/ZboPvMUHE-w/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450400562329714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PMwoouHI/AAAAAAAACTo/ZboPvMUHE-w/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PNeMNtGI/AAAAAAAACTw/CwbbRllLyKU/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450412791149666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PNeMNtGI/AAAAAAAACTw/CwbbRllLyKU/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then another Ferry to Alcatraz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Qfxqx1RI/AAAAAAAACVI/S7z0D4mqCh8/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451826768893202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Qfxqx1RI/AAAAAAAACVI/S7z0D4mqCh8/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q7MsOY9I/AAAAAAAACVw/rFkdWyfgSVA/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273452297879184338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q7MsOY9I/AAAAAAAACVw/rFkdWyfgSVA/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alcatraz and San Francisco from the Ferry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QgaHt2dI/AAAAAAAACVQ/i34YCop7FEU/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451837627685330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QgaHt2dI/AAAAAAAACVQ/i34YCop7FEU/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Audio tour! I love audio tours, no joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QfeAT6NI/AAAAAAAACU4/mYQvUQyLm74/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451821490497746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QfeAT6NI/AAAAAAAACU4/mYQvUQyLm74/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QfrisZbI/AAAAAAAACVA/bHnA9-GFbqY/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451825124369842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QfrisZbI/AAAAAAAACVA/bHnA9-GFbqY/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic of San Francisco and then the bridge:)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_cggBMI/AAAAAAAACUg/gWVTMWWWPJM/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451271332824258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_cggBMI/AAAAAAAACUg/gWVTMWWWPJM/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QgiEqYTI/AAAAAAAACVY/fHPI8zGMbh8/s1600-h/IMG_0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451839762358578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8QgiEqYTI/AAAAAAAACVY/fHPI8zGMbh8/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a weird feeling walking the halls where America's most dangerous prisoners once lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P-VqJ-qI/AAAAAAAACUQ/wa1X89-60d8/s1600-h/IMG_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451252314405538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P-VqJ-qI/AAAAAAAACUQ/wa1X89-60d8/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P-1PprMI/AAAAAAAACUY/A2mNj6LDaL0/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451260793171138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P-1PprMI/AAAAAAAACUY/A2mNj6LDaL0/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8POPbi6OI/AAAAAAAACUA/B-xvaWbSq-g/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450426008791266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8POPbi6OI/AAAAAAAACUA/B-xvaWbSq-g/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8POs5nlBI/AAAAAAAACUI/DAoHA4uN0lA/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450433919554578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8POs5nlBI/AAAAAAAACUI/DAoHA4uN0lA/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PNyScIjI/AAAAAAAACT4/u_FSWU366fk/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450418185970226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8PNyScIjI/AAAAAAAACT4/u_FSWU366fk/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OjbbbiFI/AAAAAAAACTY/XrYbooU3Iw0/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273449690495158354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OjbbbiFI/AAAAAAAACTY/XrYbooU3Iw0/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OjDMEM0I/AAAAAAAACTQ/EA9WuxnwA44/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273449683988263746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OjDMEM0I/AAAAAAAACTQ/EA9WuxnwA44/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OigEP3gI/AAAAAAAACTI/MWMmVPZEbdk/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273449674560232962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OigEP3gI/AAAAAAAACTI/MWMmVPZEbdk/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OiBfzATI/AAAAAAAACTA/hPEIX6O8CME/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273449666354282802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8OiBfzATI/AAAAAAAACTA/hPEIX6O8CME/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NyEzIKzI/AAAAAAAACSY/1mlJsGQEkBM/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448842606947122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NyEzIKzI/AAAAAAAACSY/1mlJsGQEkBM/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seagulls were everywhere! I took this pic, pretty good might I add:). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we went to Lombard Street. Lombard Street is San Francisco and America's crookedest street. The steep, hilly street was created with sharp curves to switchback down the one-way hill past beautiful Victorian mansions. The street is paved with bricks and is an amazing site to see as demonstrated by the photos below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_hhOgkI/AAAAAAAACUo/3maXHYPTZoE/s1600-h/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451272678048322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_hhOgkI/AAAAAAAACUo/3maXHYPTZoE/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_3yloaI/AAAAAAAACUw/Yga_U7kQtoU/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273451278656446882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8P_3yloaI/AAAAAAAACUw/Yga_U7kQtoU/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NzYD2QmI/AAAAAAAACS4/HDLDuO35c8E/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448864957219426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NzYD2QmI/AAAAAAAACS4/HDLDuO35c8E/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NzDcRcqI/AAAAAAAACSw/U_tgR1cHBik/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448859422519970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NzDcRcqI/AAAAAAAACSw/U_tgR1cHBik/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made the very long and very torturous hike up it! We made it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NyXkKYYI/AAAAAAAACSg/12mlbSweP0M/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448847644451202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NyXkKYYI/AAAAAAAACSg/12mlbSweP0M/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Ny3W_4zI/AAAAAAAACSo/-4dMhwSYkjs/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448856179172146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Ny3W_4zI/AAAAAAAACSo/-4dMhwSYkjs/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a restaurant called "Side Out" and I spilled...then made it worse by cleaning it up...I didn't want it to look like just one blob right there in the middle so I made it look like a long mark...sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDip99WI/AAAAAAAACSQ/IBqWydYwCpo/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448043167741282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDip99WI/AAAAAAAACSQ/IBqWydYwCpo/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDsuftCI/AAAAAAAACSI/N_da9X6XWSM/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448045871084578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDsuftCI/AAAAAAAACSI/N_da9X6XWSM/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and I were laughing at some "models" posing as if they were walking and then we imitated them, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDaRW95I/AAAAAAAACSA/Bsp3xw2G13o/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448040917038994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDaRW95I/AAAAAAAACSA/Bsp3xw2G13o/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDHLo8ZI/AAAAAAAACR4/EFbj5NyO5nY/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448035792777618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NDHLo8ZI/AAAAAAAACR4/EFbj5NyO5nY/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China town...I took the funny pic of the underwear drying, just made me giggle, that's all. China town in San Francisco was not scary at all...NYC on the hand was frightful! I thought I might loose my life there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NCrV9i3I/AAAAAAAACRw/_i6PdTwVU7c/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448028319878002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8NCrV9i3I/AAAAAAAACRw/_i6PdTwVU7c/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we did a little light shopping, once again I didn't buy anything...someday I'll own Tiffany's jewelery, it' just not on my priority list right now...so much money! I would rather travel! We also went to some other fancy stores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day was definately AWESOME!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-4747451782769321879?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4747451782769321879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=4747451782769321879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4747451782769321879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/4747451782769321879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-my-people-day-3.html' title='&quot;These Are My People!&quot;  Day 3'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Q6bjXFoI/AAAAAAAACVg/WmtxA00iDEY/s72-c/IMG_0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8078615388119237328</id><published>2008-11-27T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:55:50.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"These Are My People!"  Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Jelly Belly Factory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's a trip to California without visiting in the Jelly Belly Factory?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E5ZwcgII/AAAAAAAACPw/1C5Mc0LInyw/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439072887275650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E5ZwcgII/AAAAAAAACPw/1C5Mc0LInyw/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E47OCxNI/AAAAAAAACPo/_HUaBaPiolU/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439064689919186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E47OCxNI/AAAAAAAACPo/_HUaBaPiolU/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HRfT6QII/AAAAAAAACRo/YlT-32QqTko/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441685718319234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HRfT6QII/AAAAAAAACRo/YlT-32QqTko/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HRI0zBeI/AAAAAAAACRg/UK1EjD_TXuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441679682242018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HRI0zBeI/AAAAAAAACRg/UK1EjD_TXuQ/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ok, so we tried to get a picture of us together but my mom wouldn't keep her open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HQqZcXpI/AAAAAAAACRY/JsQkCU1aRXw/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441671514447506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8HQqZcXpI/AAAAAAAACRY/JsQkCU1aRXw/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumm...candy corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GwBMjhqI/AAAAAAAACRQ/eNPopMFhxjI/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441110698722978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GwBMjhqI/AAAAAAAACRQ/eNPopMFhxjI/s320/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GvybOenI/AAAAAAAACRI/02aZk6yT9Kk/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441106733726322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GvybOenI/AAAAAAAACRI/02aZk6yT9Kk/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awe...sisters having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Gvkb-cEI/AAAAAAAACRA/HPGWM1TiTHA/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441102978773058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Gvkb-cEI/AAAAAAAACRA/HPGWM1TiTHA/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"These are my People!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Guz6zjdI/AAAAAAAACQw/OfiCAOi-phQ/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441089954745810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Guz6zjdI/AAAAAAAACQw/OfiCAOi-phQ/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GvWYJhgI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rrNeyRtgqPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273441099204625922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8GvWYJhgI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rrNeyRtgqPQ/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we tried to get a good one of them and it worked the second time!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FsFWONrI/AAAAAAAACQg/9OZGTY3OmpU/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Fr0yIaVI/AAAAAAAACQY/O5jAP9f220c/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439939135564114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8Fr0yIaVI/AAAAAAAACQY/O5jAP9f220c/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FrQcplZI/AAAAAAAACQI/yVi85ngoQHE/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439929381787026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FrQcplZI/AAAAAAAACQI/yVi85ngoQHE/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left: Napa High where my mom went to school!  Right: This little bell was right next to my mom's elementary school, they got their class picture taken here every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439935365539906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FrmvSaEI/AAAAAAAACQQ/D3HmJc-bCeM/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's old house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FstVvZWI/AAAAAAAACQo/AiIH6rbCifo/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439954317305186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8FstVvZWI/AAAAAAAACQo/AiIH6rbCifo/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E5jbrxnI/AAAAAAAACP4/sALCUJHm6t0/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439075484550770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E5jbrxnI/AAAAAAAACP4/sALCUJHm6t0/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE BEST ICE CREAM IN THE WORLD!!!!! MINT TRUFFLE! I would drive here again just for that!  Located in downtown Napa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E4iK8NtI/AAAAAAAACPg/GbcK5qPHbR0/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439057966020306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E4iK8NtI/AAAAAAAACPg/GbcK5qPHbR0/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E6A7ktSI/AAAAAAAACQA/CzXl_oHjMU0/s1600-h/San+Francisco+Trip+564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439083402933538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E6A7ktSI/AAAAAAAACQA/CzXl_oHjMU0/s320/San+Francisco+Trip+564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8078615388119237328?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8078615388119237328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8078615388119237328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8078615388119237328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8078615388119237328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-my-people-day-2.html' title='&quot;These Are My People!&quot;  Day 2'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS8E5ZwcgII/AAAAAAAACPw/1C5Mc0LInyw/s72-c/San+Francisco+Trip+547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6519843650055539144</id><published>2008-11-27T10:31:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:58:32.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>"These Are My People!"--California Roadtrip w/ the Girls! Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"THESE ARE MY PEOPLE!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Country Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so much fun to be with "my" people!  My mom, sister and I all went on a road trip to visit where my mom grew up, Napa, CA. We also spent a day in San Francisco! It was a blast! My mom commented that she loved being with her people because we all do similar things for instance...each one of us girls likes to take our time doing our hair (unless I'm in Europe!) and putting on our make up, etc! Also, when your with your own people there are no reservations, it's great, you can say whatever you want (well mostly), and just be yourselves! We had tons of fun being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;with our kind of people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7omN2wsQI/AAAAAAAACNw/8PgnlI66_Io/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273407956949446914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7omN2wsQI/AAAAAAAACNw/8PgnlI66_Io/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7oltwsPeI/AAAAAAAACNo/txQJKBkTTR8/s1600-h/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273407948334054882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7oltwsPeI/AAAAAAAACNo/txQJKBkTTR8/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who was driving on the left there!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qDwOomYI/AAAAAAAACOY/lMSPbAxhnJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273409563904219522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qDwOomYI/AAAAAAAACOY/lMSPbAxhnJ4/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qC5QFLrI/AAAAAAAACOQ/t1wFcAvkQGM/s1600-h/IMG_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273409549146336946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qC5QFLrI/AAAAAAAACOQ/t1wFcAvkQGM/s320/IMG_0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Potty break! Gross! It was pretty smelly! This is what you find on the side of the road! When it's your only option though, it's like an oasis in the desert! Thank you for public rest stops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7onf4JnjI/AAAAAAAACOA/PzYgeonq-Kk/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273407978966982194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7onf4JnjI/AAAAAAAACOA/PzYgeonq-Kk/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7onnkPqbI/AAAAAAAACOI/VH5KKFqRhyk/s1600-h/IMG_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273407981030975922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7onnkPqbI/AAAAAAAACOI/VH5KKFqRhyk/s320/IMG_0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some pictures to remind us how much fun we had in the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rS-6QMqI/AAAAAAAACPQ/PDUAaNhA1W0/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273410925054931618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rS-6QMqI/AAAAAAAACPQ/PDUAaNhA1W0/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rTaGyYeI/AAAAAAAACPY/1w2d0Imq294/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273410932355260898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rTaGyYeI/AAAAAAAACPY/1w2d0Imq294/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I had to keep passing up the goodies from the back seat, these women can be very demanding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qEldxjLI/AAAAAAAACOg/20CorF_p1xI/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273409578194799794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qEldxjLI/AAAAAAAACOg/20CorF_p1xI/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qEzeqbYI/AAAAAAAACOo/dJ0N0JNlLoU/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qFR61yoI/AAAAAAAACOw/ndpcuiMvFTA/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273409590127872642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7qFR61yoI/AAAAAAAACOw/ndpcuiMvFTA/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslee's usually the first one ready! We stayed a night in Reno on our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rSO_7z_I/AAAAAAAACPI/3cyhQpw_-SE/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273410912193859570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rSO_7z_I/AAAAAAAACPI/3cyhQpw_-SE/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rR-hNjMI/AAAAAAAACPA/iyTaQbzVcTs/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273410907770031298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7rR-hNjMI/AAAAAAAACPA/iyTaQbzVcTs/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breakfast at IHOP, yummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6519843650055539144?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6519843650055539144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6519843650055539144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6519843650055539144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6519843650055539144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-are-my-people-california-roadtrip.html' title='&quot;These Are My People!&quot;--California Roadtrip w/ the Girls! Day 1'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hbLfXb6QqtY/SS7omN2wsQI/AAAAAAAACNw/8PgnlI66_Io/s72-c/IMG_0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-3071075655209205191</id><published>2008-11-26T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:15:00.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the Day off &amp; I'm Insured!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best day ever!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the day off! I am cleaning, going to lunch with mom, going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chiropractor&lt;/span&gt;, and making pies! What a glorious day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what else?!?!?! I have insurance now!!! Because I changed districts I had to WAIT to be insured or pay the big bucks...so I went without...I am so blessed and lucky that nothing terrible happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thanksgivin&lt;/span&gt;' Feast everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-3071075655209205191?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3071075655209205191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=3071075655209205191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3071075655209205191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/3071075655209205191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-day-off-im-insured.html' title='I have the Day off &amp; I&apos;m Insured!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-6009843292623607673</id><published>2008-11-23T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:30:52.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website!</title><content type='html'>Our &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/lds.org"&gt;church &lt;/a&gt;has a created a new (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt;) website, it's amazing!  Check it out!  Melissa...I think you'll really like this one...it answers all the questions about our basic beliefs.  This site is authorized by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints...everything you've ever wondered and more:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://mormon.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-6009843292623607673?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6009843292623607673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=6009843292623607673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6009843292623607673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/6009843292623607673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-website.html' title='New Website!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-8163503633862644737</id><published>2008-11-19T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:27:25.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered...</title><content type='html'>...what I like to spend my money on most?  If you have or if you haven't, I'm going to tell you...some of you can probably guess instantly....and the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TRAVELING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums it up....this past year most of my big spends were on trips, ok the last 4 years, ever since I graduated with my bachelors...oh, and I went back to school for a masters, so I guess a lot of my money went there too.  This month I decided that besides my retirement plan, I need to work on a savings plan for a house (I have one but it's little bitty)... BUT THEN... Southwest had an AWESOME deal yesterday and I bought two plane tickets!  Sheesh!  They were dirt cheap!  One of the round trip tickets was a $100!  I couldn't resist!  So, yes there will still be a house savings budget...it's just going to take a little bit longer to get it up and running the way it should, with the amount of money I should be putting away:). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so stinkin' excited to visit my friends and get away!  I am so grateful for a good job and good friends to visit!  Life couldn't get any better today:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-8163503633862644737?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8163503633862644737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=8163503633862644737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8163503633862644737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/8163503633862644737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered...'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729905043214498321.post-5228421736418761411</id><published>2008-11-13T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:56:12.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude of Gratitude!</title><content type='html'>To answer H's questions... life has been Nutso because of school...  I'll paint the picture for you all and then I'll leave it at that because I am super grateful for my job, I love teaching, I love my students and I feel that I'm drawn to my  profession for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the painting....I teach 24, 8 year olds, almost nine.  I have lots of different kinds of learners, everything from non-English speaking to gifted and talented.  I have kids who are extremely bright in Math and and extremely bright in reading but not in both.  I have students who need to be challenged and students who need interventions.  I have parents fighting over custody rights in front of me.  I have tattle tales. I have whiners.  I have happy go lucky students.  I have one parent a week who volunteers.  I don't have a copy aide.  I don't  have any aides.  My only students who are being serviced are my ESL students.  I am learning a new curriculum and teach 5 billion subjects a day so by the time I make copies of everything, study the lesson, find creative hooks and engaging lessons, present the material, break up fights, count the number of minutes every kid read, tally the number of box tops brought in, grade papers, enter grades into the computer, write parents letters, go to bus duty and recess duty, attend faculty meeting, prepare for parent teacher conferences, listen to the dang pencil sharpener a thousand times a day...I get warn out.   There is just so much a teacher could never explain... :)   And that is why it's a little Nutso... However, I may sound like I am complaining, but I LOVE my job!  I wouldn't want to do anything else!  Even if I have to feel tired and frustrated, I feel compelled to help kids learn and find ways to help them realize their potential and watch them soar!  If I had all the money in the world I would reform education though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I love my students!  I love teaching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5729905043214498321-5228421736418761411?l=tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5228421736418761411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5729905043214498321&amp;postID=5228421736418761411&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5228421736418761411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5729905043214498321/posts/default/5228421736418761411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffanymeetsworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/attitude-of-gratitude.html' title='Attitude of Gratitude!'/><author><name>Tiffany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261514461577835410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
