10.07.2013
unfriended.
7.22.2013
this guy...
but this is why i feel this way:
sometimes i get in these horrible, no good, very bad moods.
and it's usually for no reason other than hormones.
i actually cried while watching "undercover bosses"
and he sits there patiently, as i cry in his arms... usually anywhere from 2 minutes to an hour.
he listens to me, reassures me, and allows me to cry... and i'm a very ugly crier.
sometimes he takes responsibility for my tears, when he hasn't even done anything wrong!
i know i'm not the only one that this happens to.
but i just have to say, he is the one person/thought/thing that can cheer me up instantly.
good golly i just love this guy...
6.30.2013
when things don't go our way.
4.10.2013
the taco song.
4.09.2013
what to say when you don't have anything to say...
- Friday night date to Smashburger (Divine, fresh burgers if you like stuff like that) and watched "The Croods" (Josué would give this a C+ at best and I would give this a B-)
- Saturday Gen. Conf. Me and Josué decided to help each other stay awake... Keep in mind we were sitting on opposite sides of the same couch... texting each other these photos:
- Sunday morning we got to go to Gen. Conf. which was a real treat! I think from the whole week, my favorite talk was this one.
4.04.2013
Learning new things!
4.03.2013
almost 4 months
There are a few things I've learned/figured out/have been reminded of since December:
1. I hate canned veggies. Thanks to my parents who have an amazing garden or always bought frozen vegetables, I literally gagged down the canned corn and green beans we had the other night.
2. I am NOT a bad cook, in fact, I'm actually pretty alright! In college, I either ate out, made mac n cheese, or didn't eat at all. I never trusted my cooking skills... plus I never wanted to be the roommate that used all the dishes in the house.
3. I am a messy person. Josué is the one that keeps our house clean 80% of the time, even as I look around our bedroom, I see MY towel on the floor, MY boots laying out, and MY clothes laying right next to... not in the clothes hamper.
4. I hate laundry. I always have. I always will. It is never finished.
5. Josué is a hardworking man. He is a working machine and you can tell he's driven by the fact that he wants to provide for our little family. I am the luckiest woman alive. Seriously.
6. I am terrible at keeping secrets or surprises. Josué's birthday was last week... let's just say I couldn't wait until his actual birthday to give him his presents! Oh and I made him a birthday cake while he was at work... he got off early that day and walked in on me frosting handed! One day, guys... I WILL surprise him.
7. I married my best friend. I fall more in love with him every day. Many people told me that would happen and I just couldn't believe it... "how could I love him more than I do today," I would ask myself. It's true though... I don't know how to explain it, but it's true!
8. I'm super sappy now. And sometimes it grosses me out.
I've changed a lot in the last 4 months, yet, I don't feel like I've changed at all. Weird feeling!
11.04.2012
Getting Hitched!
I'm getting married to Josuè!
The most amazing guy in the whole entire world!
He doesn't make me cry.
He doesn't make me feel guilty.
He doesn't twist my words around to fit his agenda.
He encourages me and makes me want to be a better person.
He is sweet.
He brings me flowers a lot.
He holds me when I'm scared.
He makes me feel better when I'm feeling down.
He forgives me so easily.
He's patient with all my shortcomings.
He's not perfect.
But he's perfect for me.
It's only been a few short months,
but I feel like it's been years.
Time flies when I'm with him,
but when we're separated
or looking back on our relationship,
it seems like time stood still.
I'm very lucky! :)
Change.
planning a wedding is insane.
everyone says that to you...
but nothing prepares you for the reality of it.
i am about to rant. just a warning. quit reading now if you're not ready.
the other day at work "B", a co-worker of mine asked me if i really believe that people can change.
granted she was talking about addictions to pornography (yes, i agree with her that it will always be a struggle for those that are addicted, but that applies TO ANY ADDICTION) saying that she didn't think it was something that could ever be changed. she said, "tiffany, people don't change. you can't change them and they can't change just because they want to."
here's where i completely disagree:
if people couldn't change, i would still be in a very dark place in my life. i never had an addiction but i did have some serious problems. i was once very numb and hurt. i wanted to change but had a feeling i was already headed down a dark path and that's who i had become. i wasn't sure if i could be labelled anything but "bad" for the rest of my life.
someone amazing had come into my life just in time... telling me that just because my past wasn't the best didn't mean i WAS my past. people CAN change if their hearts really desire it.
he gave me a parable: you're traveling down the road of life... you stop at texas... you visit all the sites, you stay there for a month or so, you decide that texas isn't all that great and you head back home.
just because you were in texas does NOT make you a texan. you are still a utahan (in my case) who had the experience of texas. never regret your texas experience... regret does nothing for the learning process. take that experience as it comes and decide what you want to do with it.
am i a texan or am i a utahan?
i had a texan experience and just decided it wasn't what i wanted out of life. i learned so much from my "texas trip" but i am not a texan and i will never be a texan. texas is not where i want to be. but texas was a learning experience. i now know that i never want to be a texan.
change is possible. B is not religious in any way... and that's okay. but i cannot tell you how hopeless i would feel if i didn't have the knowledge of the atonement. in fact, we are here just so we can learn to use the atonement: to change, to progress, and to become someone we can be proud of.
like i said... it was a rant. but i feel like it really needed to be said.
P.S. i've really never been to texas and this wasn't a story about my texas trip. i'm sure the real texas is great! i actually DO want to go to texas one day.... i was just using it as an example. :)
8.08.2012
life is... short.
Like REALLY good!
I'm totally in love with Josue (pronounced Ho-Sway).
I have amazing friends.
I have a great job.
My parents have been supportive lately.
Yet, I'm still short tempered.
I've decided I need to change this.
Josue is the most patient man alive.
I look up to him for it.
I want to be a little more like Jesus and him.
Any suggestions to making my patience better?
Some that I've come up with myself are:
- Gratitude journal
- Writing
- Walks
- Biting my tongue
7.16.2012
Purpose: Meaningless Sob-story (PMS)
Nothing feels like it's going according to plan.
I'm not going to the U this fall.
I'm trying to figure out what I want out of love and life.
I'm so self-absorbed at this point, and I want to get out of my own head!
I'm not even sad, mad, or any other emotion.
Just numb.
5.10.2012
In the words of Maroon 5...
"If happy ever afters did exist, I'd still be holding you like this. All these fairy tales are full of it. One more stupid love song, I'll be sick."
-Payphone, Maroon 5
5.03.2012
The Task of Packing.
I look at all the things I've accumulated during the school year, and my mind wants to explode.
A mason jar that was once pink, but has run clear with time. Given to me by my roommate.
Mountains of papers that I wrote, that at the time, seemed too great of a task to complete.
Clothes that were once "new" for the beginning of the year, that are now worn to bits.
The increased amounts of velvet hangers I stole from my mom every time I went home.
A hat that I made back in October, when I was dating the boy I thought I'd marry one day.
The thick stack of photos I just pried off my walls seem like they were taken forever ago, yet yesterday.
The task of packing is scary, but worth it in the end...
After I've realized all those memories are there forever.
Looking back on what I've accomplished and who I accomplished it with.
That's what makes me excited for my next adventure.
4.30.2012
The Path.
I have some very serious things to that I want to write about today... And writing helps me vent those things weighing my mind down.
It doesn't have a real ending, because I'm still going through the hard times. I know people will think this is a lot more serious than it is and probably overreact. But don't worry, I'm fine.
Don't judge me too harshly on the rhythm of the poem. I never said I was good at writing. It just helps me think harder about what I want to say and gives it more meaning to me.
Guest Blogger:: Mikelle Loise Ostler
4.24.2012
12 Days...
4.01.2012
Absence makes the heart grow... more impatient??


3.20.2012
Regrets? Never.
He is We "Prove You Wrong"
You’re the boy with a real nice smile,
But a broken heart inside.
Give it to a girl, gave it to a girl,
And I think she lost her mind.
Are you giving up and done?
Are you through with all this?
Are you tired of the pain?
Torn to pieces.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it’s all right,
Just for one night.
Show you how to feel like,
What it feels like.
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Yes I can be that part of you.
I’ll try my best.
I’m the girl, I can make you smile,
And I promise to be true.
Give it all,
Give until there’s nothing left to lose.
Don’t say you’re giving up and done,
That you’re through with all this.
Yeah you’re tired of the pain,
Torn to pieces.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it’s all right,
Just for one night.
Show you how to feel like,
What it feels like.
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Be thought of and to be missed.
I can be that part of you,
Let me be that part of you.
I see that you’re breaking,
Your heart is breaking.
Here’s my hand if you’ll take it,
We can make it out,
Of all this mess.
No more stress.
I can be that part of you
I’ll try my best.
Give me your heart,
I don’t want a piece or a part,
I want it all.
I want you to fall,
Just a little bit.
Take that leap of faith,
If you want to,
Don’t let that broken heart haunt you.
Can you let me try?
Tell me it’s all right.
Just for one night,
Show you how to feel like.
What it feels like,
To be hugged, to be kissed.
Be thought of and to be missed.
I can be that part of you,
Let me be that part of you.
I see that you’re breaking,
Your heart is breaking.
Here’s my hand if you’ll take it,
We can make it out,
Of all this mess.
No more stress.
I can be that part of you,
I’ll try my best.
Oh-Oh.
Try my best.
(We can make it out of this mess,
No more stress.)
I can be that part of you,
I’ll try my best.
2.27.2012
That Awkward Feeling
2.20.2012
How I Met Your Father






