tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48153125506100139842024-03-19T02:22:13.539-07:00Tiff's Life NowI used to have blogs that described my life during a season living in a certain town. After moving three times in five years, I'm ready to just have one blog that lasts (even if the cities I live in don't).
These posts chronicle my journeys in life, faith, and love, as I seek out my calling and try to help others find theirs. My goal is to keep family and old friends updated on my life, to share about my journey, and to rejoice in God's continued faithfulness!Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.comBlogger253125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-6295012890592940992012-12-16T13:08:00.003-08:002012-12-16T13:10:08.392-08:00The Updates on 2012Well friends, I admit it. I've been a slacker for the last (gulp) 6 months. I hope this does not continue, but I can honestly attest that this summer and fall was one of the busiest for me!<br />
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In early August we went to Seattle for my 20th high school reunion. It was really fun to see old friends and re-connect with them, and to get caught up with those who are still close friends of mine - but whom we don't get to see very often. It was also fun to have Curby there - because of facebook, he was like a celebrity - everyone wanted to meet him! We stayed with my aunts, Gloria and Donna, and got some good family time with them and the rest of our family, and some old friends too, while we were there. It was a great, great week!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Attending a Seattle Mariners game with family.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the HS Reunion family BBQ the next morning.</td></tr>
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Immediately upon our return from Seattle, we decided to move into a new apartment - just a few doors down from our old apartment, but twice the size! It has a second bedroom which has really come in handy as an office and guest room. We love having a little more space to spread out.<br />
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Later in August we traveled to Phoenix to celebrate my parents' 40th wedding anniversary. It was a really great weekend. Curby and I made a fancy dinner for mom and dad (lobster tails, rib eye steaks, and grilled vegetables - with our everyone's favorite olive tapenade). Because the 40th anniversary is considered the "ruby" anniversary, we wanted to get them something special to commemorate the event. So Ben, Curby, and I went in together and bought a set of ruby red champagne flutes - something that they could use over and over at different family celebrations that would remind them of their 40-year accomplishment. We also gave them a "then and now" photo frame, with a picture of the two of them from their wedding and a recent picture of their newly svelte selves (my parents both lost over 100 pounds in 2012!!!).<br />
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In September, we played hosts to my brother Ben, on his first visit to us in LA since we were married. Even though it was a short visit, it was really fun to have him here for a couple days. Overlapping with his visit, was a visit from Gloria and Donna. We saw some sights together, and Gloria, Donna, and I went to "Wheel of Fortune" taping together - our shows were for the beginning of the year 2013 (like seriously, new years eve and the first and second, I think), so look for us in the audience shots at the end of the show - near the top of the screen. It was so fun to spend time with G & D here in LA again.<br />
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There are definite gaps in my memory as I think about September and October and I suspect that is because in early August <i><u>we found out we were expecting a BABY</u></i>! So by September and October, I not only had "pregnancy brain" but also was napping a lot. :D See the link below for the progression of my belly and "baby girl Piehl" from 12 weeks to 24 weeks.<br />
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<a href="https://plus.google.com/photos/112702445236837574431/albums/5822336104240738465?authkey=CPTBiOGXgv32VA">WATCH TIFF'S BELLY GROW! :D</a> (CLICK <a href="https://plus.google.com/photos/112702445236837574431/albums/5822336104240738465?authkey=CPTBiOGXgv32VA">HERE</a>)<br />
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I also was doing a LOT of activities with the Alpha Delta Pi chapter at UCLA - where I am an advisor. The funnest activity we did with the chapter was head to Disneyland as "chaperones." We decided it was close enough to our first anniversary that we'd wear our "Bride and Groom" ears all day and celebrate with "Its Our Anniversary" buttons. It was neat to have all the park employees tell us "Congratulations!" as we went through the park. (It was SUPER hot here during October, so we are dressed like its June, on October 28th!)<br />
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The other fun we had during October was getting dressed up for Halloween. Curby had to dress up for work, and afterward we headed to a friend's costume party, so I decided to get dressed up, too!</div>
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November was a BIG month for us! We celebrated our first wedding anniversary on November 5th! We decided to spend the weekend in Long Beach (where we had the first night of our honeymoon) and stay in the same hotel we stayed at on our wedding night. We had delicious Tapas, and even more delicious italian desserts and the next morning we had breakfast at the "Coffee Cup Cafe" where we had breakfast the morning after we got married. It was a really great weekend!<br />
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The next day, our good friend, Matt, arrived in town for a long visit. We celebrated our anniversary with him, and enjoyed eating and sightseeing around LA. It was super fun. As Matt left town, another good friend, Jessica, arrived. She stayed the weekend and we had a great time playing games and getting caught up. </div>
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travel to Texas for Thanksgiving! We had a really nice time with Curby's family and friends. It is always great to see how much Curby's friends love him, and to be in a community where my love for Curby is echoed by people who have known him for a lot longer than me. I was blessed. It was also really fun to spend time with Curby's sister, brother-in-law and our niece and nephew. We got to do some shopping and have some "dates" with Hannah and Nathaniel and so that was really fun. </div>
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Now its December, and the year is almost over. I've been working on my dissertation like crazy, and working 20 hours for my faculty advisor. We've decorated the house, finished our Christmas shopping and are gearing up for holiday parties and Curby's birthday. Later this month we'll travel to Phoenix for the Christmas celebration with my parents. We can't wait - and are excited to make this the 'best last Christmas without kids" ever!<br />
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I hope in 2013 to be better about updating. As I write more on my dissertation, its almost a guarantee that I'll be writing more (brief) posts on the blog. Either here or at TheStoryofTiffAndCurby.blogspot.com - stay tuned for more details!<br />
<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-90802233735363051792012-07-18T20:25:00.004-07:002012-07-25T15:30:13.689-07:00Marissa Mayer, Maternity Leave, And the Rest of UsRecently I read a post about the new CEO of Yahoo! (Marissa Mayer), her pregnancy, and her plans for maternity leave. She commented that her leave would be just a few weeks and that she was planning to work throughout.<br />
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Her comments rankled me. Not because I think she should be taking longer at home for the sake of her child, but for two other reasons: <span style="background-color: #666666;">1) I think that it sets an unrealistic example for other career women, 2) I think it sets an unrealistic expectation for herself.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666;">Later in the day, the team I'm a part of (working on a research project which examines the trends of women's underrepresentation in STEM fields) discussed her appointment to this prestigious position, and her comments to the media. We got into a lively discussion about the issue and it led me to decide to write this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666;">Before I do, I want to recognize that others had the same reactions I did. This <a href="http://www.cnn.com/2012/07/18/opinion/coontz-yahoo-marissa-mayer/index.html?hpt=hp_c2">article</a> on CNN.com likely says it better and more succinctly than I will. But I'm going to go ahead and write anyway, because the quilt I was working on is finished and I haven't gone to the store to get cake mix for cake decorating class (more on both of these topics later). Likewise, just a few weeks ago, I read this <a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2012/07/why-women-still-can-8217-t-have-it-all/9020/">article</a> in The Atlantic that really confirmed some of my thoughts about the difficulties of being a working mother, and how the glass ceiling may be cracked, but some problems are not even close to being solved.</span><br />
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First, I want to say that I have a lot of respect for working moms, and especially for women who are in very visible and high pressure positions. I think they have the unfair responsibility of "representation" and tokenism - as though they must be standard bearers for the rest of us who hope to one day have work, children, and other life bonuses.<br />
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That being said, they ARE representatives for the rest of us, and when a women takes a high profile job and says, "They didn't bat an eye that I was pregnant." that is good for all of us - it encourages the rest of us that it is possible for us to get a job when pregnant, that we won't be discriminated against because we want a family, etc. But when she follows that up with, "Don't worry, I'll only miss a few days of work when I have my baby!", the encouragement turns to sighs of exasperation. I see two main problems with this unrealistic expectation. First, it sets the expectation of bosses, managers, other business leaders, that women don't need a full maternity leave. As one of my friends put it "it means that all the work that was done to get us maternity leave is moot." Second, it makes women who are struggling to even check their email in the midst of their maternity leave seem inadequate and incapable. What hope is there for the rest of us who want to take a full maternity leave, who don't want to work during our leave, or who barely have the time to open the computer, let alone time and mental energy log into work email and write conference proposals or research papers.<br />
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The CNN.com article does a great job of saying why women in high ranking positions may be able to take shorter leave and work during their leave (they are more likely to have household and child-rearing support), and how this is harmful to those of us who will not have those things (in addition to our partners at least). So I recommend reading it for more thoughts on the issue.<br />
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My second issue is mostly grief that Mayer feels as though she has to make this statement at all. It is unfair to her that she feels like she has to justify her maternity leave in any way shape or form. It shouldn't even be a topic of conversation - whether she takes 2 weeks or 2 months, why does she have to bring it up? I'm guessing she wasn't doing it to brag on how quickly she'll be back at work, but rather to defend her appointment to a visible position where she reports to a board of directors and shareholders. Maybe she doesn't want to take a 2 month maternity leave, but we don't, and can't, know that - whether she wants to or not, she is in a position where she feels like she has to publicly declare "But don't worry, I'm awesome and will still run this company even while nursing my newborn." Why not say, "Don't worry, I have a great staff and I'll be available for urgent issues, and the company will be fine while I'm gone." I hope she succeeds, but I fear she sets herself up for failure - if she struggles to balance caring for her newborn and her job, then one is going to have to suffer and neither are good options in her current situation.<br />
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Curby and I hope to have kids someday. And it seems likely that we will both have to work to support our family - especially if we stay in LA. And if we leave LA for a faculty post somewhere, then at the least I'll be working. I'm blessed, because there is a lot of flexibility in terms of where/when you work as a faculty person - but most people aren't in that position. Public figures, like Mayer, and authors like the woman who wrote the article in the Atlantic (who used to work for Secretary Clinton), remind me that something has to give.<br />
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For the record, men can't have it all either. Here is a response to the article in the Atlantic: http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2012/06/men-cant-have-it-all-either/258890/<br />
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What do you think, friends? Do you applaud Mayer for her comments, or did you groan with me and ask "Why did you say that publicly?!" Do you think women (or men) can "have it all"?<br />
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As some of you know, I just recently put together a wedding photo album with all of our professional photos (see the previous post).</div>
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I’ll be honest, I’m pretty excited, and I can’t wait for it to arrive. I think I may spend the first three days of possession just going through it again and again.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We also want to make a photobook of the candid photos taken on the wedding day (and including some of the other events, like karaoke, rehearsal and engagement party). But to do that, we need your help!<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you were at the wedding and you took photos, could you please contribute them to our online wedding album?<br /><br />You can do this a couple different ways:<o:p></o:p></div>
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1 1) <span style="font-size: 7pt;"> </span>You can email photos to us at: tiffandcurby DOT lovebirds AT picasaweb DOT com.. No subject line necessary, just email them to us as attachments and they will automatically go into our photo album drop box.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You can VIEW some of the candid pictures that have been uploaded already at this link: <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/116595077788685292779/TheStoryOfTiffAndCurby?authuser=0&authkey=Gv1sRgCMmVw72Bpez1oAE&feat=directlink">The Story of Tiff and Curby</a> <o:p></o:p></div>
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Dear friends - seriously, help us out here, and get YOUR photos featured in our memories forever.</div>
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(and in return, I promise to blog about Tiff's life very soon!)</div>Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-35344077601930732002012-05-27T19:10:00.001-07:002017-05-30T12:18:43.861-07:00Our Awesome Wedding Album!This weekend I had some free time, and I decided that one thing that would bring me great joy was to work on our wedding photo album. Shutterfly had a 20% off deal on photobooks, and Curby said it was OK if I had a million pages... So I did it!! I actually think we'll end up with a three book series - 1) the wedding album, 2) engagement photo album, and 3) prewedding and reception posed and candid photos.<br />
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I love this album. It's 12x12 and has a hard cover and so that feels really fancy, and I can't wait to see how it turns out in real life. (I know I could have done an actual "scrapbooked" album, and I like doing that kind of thing sometimes, but I was so excited to make it look as professional as our photos look!"<br />
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The summer is upon me... school will be out in less than a month! Now, my summer is not that different from the rest of my year these days - I mean, except for the fact that I don't have to TA a class this summer, I still have my two part-time jobs (10 hours per week each) and of course that giant paper that I've been working on. I'm hoping to have my data by the end of June, so I'll be back to working regularly on my dissertation with a goal of finishing by November/December of this year.<br />
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My favorite activity/craft to do is sewing, but in our current apartment situation, there is not really a place where I can leave a workstation out - and that means that if I want to sew, I have to get out all the equipment and get set up, and when I'm done, I have to get it all put away again. Its not that easy to do and it probably takes 15 minutes minimum on each end. So my sewing has really tapered off since Curby moved in, because when I only have an hour or so to do my hobby, and 30 minutes is taken up by getting set up and put away.... you can imagine that its sort of discouraging. Who wants the set up and take down to take as much time as the fun times themselves?<br />
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So until we get that solution solved, my solution is cooking and baking. With a little planning in advance, I can figure out new fun meals to try and also create some mixes that I can then use as gifts or when company comes over, or just have around in case Curby and I want cookies. :)<br />
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On Pinterest yesterday, I found these G.R.E.A.T. recipes for "fake frugal mixes" - basically the author decided that she was going to make homemade versions of those cookie and corn bread mixes. Now, I often make extra cookie dough and keep it mixed up in my freezer, and then I just cut off slices to bake up when I have company or want a couple cookies. But I thought that this was a great way to have the dry ingredients ready to go at any time. I also like that this is a way to avoid a lot of the filler that you find in conventional packaged goods. (especially, since I would not normally make cornbread from scratch, for example) And I'm thinking about doing it for a bunch of different recipes, not limited to just those which are posted below.<br />
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So anyway, here's to trying to do things that bring me great joy over the summer - even if that means less sewing and more snacks.<br />
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Fake-it-Frugal Cookie Mixes:<br />
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Fake-it-Frugal Jiffy Corn Bread Mix:<br />
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Finally... I would use homemade vanilla ice cream with this, but.....<br />
Fake-it-Frugal Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream!<br />
http://fakeitfrugal.blogspot.com/2011/06/fake-ben-jerrys-chocolate-chip-cookie.htmlTiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-58014053682208107122012-05-21T09:01:00.000-07:002012-05-21T09:02:29.094-07:00Book Review: Prize of My Heart (by Lisa Norato)Captain Brogan Talvis has one goal: reclaim his young son, lost to him through the trickery of his (now-deceased) wife while he was at sea. This mission leads him to Duxboro, Massachusetts, where he has commissioned a ship from the man who adopted Brogan's son and is raising little Drew as his own, with an older daughter stands in for the boy as both sister and mother. Eventually, the daughter, Lorena, is tricked upon a vessel headed to England and it is Brogan's commission to save her. Romance and secrets are present throughout this exciting story of love and family in the early 19th century.<br />
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I thoroughly enjoyed this book! The presence of scripture and faith elements were authentically portrayed and appropriate for the moments in which they occurred. The story itself was fast-moving, and at times very sad and others very funny. The characters were well drawn and charming, while retaining some mystery. I found myself wanting to know more about them, and rooting for the romance that was budding.<br />
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The perspective of the author allowed for us to hear the thoughts of the two main characters, which made the book move faster. Additionally, although I normally hate how much characters just don't "talk to each other" about their real issues, in this story by and large there was much less passivity than is common in Christian fiction. In fact, the times when I felt like "just tell her!" were times when it was appropriate for the character to be worried about speaking (related to the mystery elements of the story). After reading this story, I will look out for more by Lisa Norato. I highly recommend this book - 5 out of 5 stars.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(full disclosure: I received a complimentary copy of this book from Bethany House, in exchange for my unbiased review. I am not affiliated with Bethany House or the author in any way.)</span>Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-32329170991465747222012-05-21T08:35:00.001-07:002012-05-21T09:02:29.087-07:00Book Review: Blue Moon Bay (by Lisa Wingate)Blue Moon Bay is the story of Heather Hampton, and her return to her (unhappy) childhood home of Moses Lake, Texas. Forced to return home to facilitate the sale of some family land, she is confronted with the memories, fears, and secrets that her family has kept hidden for the past 20 years. Unraveling these fears and secrets will lead through trouble to a reconciliation with God.<br />
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Friends, this book was trying to be too many things and as such, was none of them very well. I think the main problem that I had was that point of view of the reader was simply the first-person view of the main character, Heather. As such, it was exhausting - for almost 400 pages, we had to endure every thought and idea that she had. Even when, as the reader, you were 16 steps ahead of her. Perhaps if the author had told the story from a first-person omniscient, allowing the reader to hear the thoughts of other characters, the story would have moved faster. The other main problem that I had with the story was that it started out as a book about a girl returning home to confront her past demons, then it turned into a mystery, then a thriller, all the while still trying to be a romance. I kept saying to my husband, "This book does not know what it wants to be!" and "Why didn't someone edit this book better?"<br />
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The story did have exciting moments, and I was glad to hear the resolution of the story, but I thought that overall lit was about 100 pages too long and that the story was too ambitious. Lets not even talk about my main criticism of Christian fiction: why don't the people just talk to each other. This book was a classic example of that, and considering how strongly this pet peeve is for me, the fact that it wasn't one of my two main problems is saying something.<br />
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I'm a fan of romance, mysteries, and thrillers. But unfortunately, I just didn't really enjoy this book. Two stars out of five from me.<br />
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(full disclosure: I received a complimentary copy of this book from Bethany House, in exchange for my unbiased review. I am not affiliated with Bethany House or the author in any way.)Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-23610428321706634772012-03-15T17:00:00.001-07:002012-07-18T20:29:08.729-07:00Settling In... or "Boy, We sure do have a lot of laundry! (wedding series post #4)"OK, first, I know that when I outlined this wedding series it went like "leading up to wedding events #1, wedding #2, honeymoon #3, married life #4" and if you are a faithful reader of this blog (and I'm pretty sure that if you are one of the few readers of this blog, you are) - you'll notice that I posted three "pre-wedding events" posts and then skipped right to this "married life" one.<br />
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I promised its not because I don't want to regale you with the funness of the wedding or the sheer joy that I had in spending three days poolside in Playa Del Carmen. Its mostly because it has officially been over 4 months since I got married, and the sum total of our thank you cards sent out remains at 2, I figure I'd better do something wedding related to get myself moving! This "settling in" post is mostly about: Laundry.<br />
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Here is the naked truth.... There is more than double the laundry to do now in this house. It boggled my mind the first few weeks, and I almost couldn't handle it. I have decided that men wear more clothes than women (undershirts, shirts, jeans, undies, socks - every day! I don't have to wear undershirts or socks every day, and I often can re-wear a shirt or jeans a few times), and that double the towels is a lot of towels. I really struggled at first, because I work from home most days and that big bin of laundry, and the (massive amount of) dishes in the sink, and the state of the house in general wore on me like water torture.<br />
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See, there is a difference between working from home and homemaking as work. I appreciate the latter, and even might take it up someday, but the former means that I have to pretend that I am not at home, but rather that I am in a professional office somewhere. But the laundry, and the dishes, etc, called out to be addressed. And part of me said, "Tiff, just do it! It would bless Curby to do the laundry today rather than over the weekend, and you're at home already, why not just do it?" ... the other part said, "Tiff! Get to work! You and Curby can do the laundry together! Your job is not to do the laundry, its to write this giant paper." And so I struggled.<br />
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Then, when Curby and I were together, we just wanted to hang out and not "work" - so the laundry pile got bigger and bigger. We actually have two laundry bins and they were both full to overflowing. It was driving me bananas. So on one Saturday, we tackled it and after 6 loads, we were awash in clean, unfolded clothes - huge piles. Those eventually were folded, and even put away. VICTORY!<br />
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Soon after, my friend <a href="http://va2la.blogspot.com/">Em</a> and I were having lunch and she said, "Before you guys used to do that stuff when you were apart, and then you could be together and just have fun. But now you need to do that stuff when you are together - you need to do this as a part of life."<br />
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<a href="http://va2la.blogspot.com/">She</a> is a very wise young (single) woman. And her insight into this issue was a revelation.<br />
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And so one of my first lessons of marriage was that those things which were chores before have to be repurposed into fun times now.<br />
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One of the other lessons we learned early on is that it is OK ("nay, better!," says Pastor Adam) to not have defined roles (in terms of chores, duties, responsibilities - gendered or otherwise). For example, its better to not have it be Curby's "job" to take out the trash, or my "job" to do the laundry. Because once something becomes a job, it becomes an obligation - and then when someone doesn't do it, they fail at their obligation. Instead, we want to have a house where each of us serves the others, where people succeed at blessing each other. And so our philosophy is to do the things that need to be done. If the toilet paper runs out while I'm in the bathroom, then I change it, if the trash needs to go out and I have a chance to do it, then I do it. This means that our actions can serve as gifts to each other - when Curby notices the trash and takes it out, its a gift to me; when I offer to do the dishes, its a gift to him. We still have our "things" that we end up doing regularly, our routines - before bed, Curby usually makes the coffee and I take the dog out to the bathroom. But we usually discuss the tasks before starting them - if I'm wearing shorts or pjs and its cold out, I might say, "Can I make the coffee and you take the dog?" or I might say, "I can do both tonight - you go get ready or bed" - there is not an expectation that one of us will do a specific chore - just that it will get done.<br />
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This has really helped our marriage. In particular, it has helped in the area of laundry. There may be a time when one of us is a stay at home parent, and that person may decide that laundry is something that he or she can handle during the daily routine. But for now, we do laundry together - it is not a man's or woman's task, not Curby's nor mine alone. I might take the laundry down and start it, and later Curby goes and switches it. I like folding and Curby hates it, so I often fold the main clothes and let him fold the socks.<br />
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And while the laundry runs, we watch episodes of "Chopped" or "Psych" or play "Lego Star Wars" on the Wii and make the whole laundry day fun.<br />
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So even though the pile of laundry sometimes still gets large (We had 5 loads again this weekend...), it is no longer stressing me out all day long. I know that its not my "job" to do it during the day, and I know that it will eventually get done, together.<br />
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Lesson #1 complete.<br />
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More lessons to come. :)<br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Papers presented: 2</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Papers presented at a single conference: 2 </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Papers accepted for publishing: 1 (Teachers College Record - dig it!)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Chapters published: 1 (Gender and Higher Education)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Other people's papers edited and reviewed for journals or columns: 4</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Dissertation proposals started: 1</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Dissertation proposals finished: 0</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Dissertations finished: 0</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Dissertation pages written by end of December, 2011: 39**</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Articles and books consumed to write 39 pages: ~45</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Jobs currently holding: 2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Maximum jobs held at one time: 4</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Maximum hours worked per week: "40"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Maximum hours worked per week really: 28</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Number of emails received regarding jobs: ~4,576</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Decisions made about what I want to be when I'm done with this season of life (aka PhD): 0</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">States visited: 7 (Arizona, Washington, Texas, North Carolina, Missouri, Illinois, Wisconsin)</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Round trip flights: 8</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Road trips to destinations 6 or more hours away: 2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Road trip to Orange County: ~45</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Foreign countries visited: 3 (Mexico, Canada, England)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Out of town friends and family hosted: 13 (Heather, Sarah, Kathryn, Monica & DJ, Mom & Dad, Andie & Milton, Bethany & Ryan, Laura, Barb)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Weddings attended: 4</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Weddings participated in: 3</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Premarital sessions attended: 6</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Engagements of friends announced: 2</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Pregnancies of friends and family announced: 5</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Babies born to friends & family: 6 (Asher, Owen, Thomas, Natalie, Violet, Jedi)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Asked when Curby and I will be having babies: ~785</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Concerts attended indoors: 2 (Watkins Family Hour, David Crowder* Band)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Concerts attended outdoors: 4 (</span><span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Allison Krause, U2, Hollywood Bowl Orchestra, LA Philharmonic)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Professional baseball games attended: 1</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Movies attended: 14</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Living room rearranged: 3</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Desks assembled: 2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Couch assembled: 1</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Ice Creams made: 2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Shrimp Enchiladas made for dinner: ~10</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Cake pops consumed: ~20</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Pounds gained: 10</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Trips to Michael's Craft Store: 10</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Trips to Disneyland: 9</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Breakfasts at Marie Calendars: 15</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Baby quilts made: 1</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Baby bibs made: 6</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Paper flowers made: 250</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Programs sewn: 200</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Wedding "thank you" cards sent: 2</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Wedding "thank you" cards remaining: 70</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Posts made to this blog: 29 (a new low)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Posts made to the <a href="http://www.tiffandcurby.blogspot.com/">Tiff and Curby blog</a>: 17 (some of them were double dips with this blog)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Photos taken: 2855***</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Here's to a new year, where I take fewer pictures but am involved in more lives; write more pages, but complain and procrastinate about it less; and where I make my creative side (sewing and cooking) a priority!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">*i got this idea from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095054122989585525">Jess</a>!
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*** does not include the pics i deleted, some of these (very few) may be pics that others took and gave to me - maybe up to 150 of them?Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-26417586272087145082012-01-06T10:53:00.000-08:002012-01-07T15:45:07.452-08:002011: A Year in ReviewOne of my friends (who blogs at <a href="http://genvessel.wordpress.com/">Portraits of a Rambling Thought</a>) posts a summary for each month - by day. I think its really neat. Its a cool way to look back and remember what happened throughout the day/year. I however, seldom know what day it is, let alone what date it is, so this system doesn't really work for me.<br />
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But as I've been thinking about how to capture 2011 in a post, I decided that I<i> could</i> probably get my act together enough to remember some high points by month. Some of these things have been posted about in detail in previous posts this year, but I thought it would be fun to do a brief (ha ha) summary of what is one of (if not THE) best years of my life.<br />
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(In a weird twist of fate, or an "<a href="http://entertainment.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474980977957">Enigma of the Mystical</a>", over at the "<a href="http://thingsarenotlookinggood.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-ruminations.html">We're all gonna die" blog</a>, my friend Jess had the same<a href="http://thingsarenotlookinggood.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-ruminations.html"> idea</a>! If you have not checked out this <a href="http://thingsarenotlookinggood.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-ruminations.html">blog</a>, now's the time, you can get caught up on her life and the peril the world was in in 2011 all in one fell <a href="http://thingsarenotlookinggood.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-ruminations.html">swoop</a> and it will only whet your whistle for what is to come in 2012)<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So here you have it.... 2011: A (Truly Terrific) Year in Review</span><br />
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<b><i>January</i></b>: I rang in the new year with my parents in Phoenix, and then returned to LA to begin work in earnest on my dissertation. Later in the month, my parents came to So Cal for a week at the end of the month, and I got to take a mini-vacation with them in San Clemente, enjoying the beach and whale watching, as well as a really fun tour of the Mission of San Juan Capistrano.<br />
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<i><b>February: </b></i>Mid-month, Sarah came to visit both me and her sister, Emily, who was expecting a baby (since born, the weekend of my wedding!). We went to Disneyland, and to the cliffs of the Palos Verdes Penninsula to whale watch (early in the year is good whale watching time, apparently). She wished for me to go on a date with this guy I was talking to at the time. The guy and I did end up going on one date that weekend, and one in early March. Just after her visit, Heather and Jason came to visit for the NBA All-Star Game. Heather and I attended the game, and then an after party with Jason (who was working the game) - it was so fun to spend some time with her before her and Jason's wedding!<br />
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<b><i>March:</i></b> I traveled to Philadelphia for the annual NASPA conference. I had a great time with Jessica S, Matt Fulmer, Katie Treadwell, and other friends who were in town for the conference. We explored Philly, enjoyed a variety of Philly Cheesesteak Sandwiches, learned about spiritual friendships (thanks Frank!), ran the "Rocky Steps", and helped me realize that the guy I had gone on two dates with was a non-starter. That was great, because mid-March I joined <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/">OKCupid</a> (thanks to Jessica's pushing) and met Curby! By now, you know this story, so I won't belabor it. Want to relive? Click <a href="http://www.tiffslifenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/meeting-curby.html">here</a>. Near the end of the month, I hosted my cousin Monica, and her husband, DJ, for a brief visit. We explored Hollywood and went to Disney (my annual pass was already getting a workout!) and they got to meet Curby. Also in March, I celebrated the upcoming birth of my friend Casey's baby, made a quilt for Collin and Candice's soon-to-be-born baby, and celebrated my friend Jeremiah's 30th birthday.<br />
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<b><i>April</i></b>: In April, my parents came for a visit. It was really fun to have them in town and they were able to meet Curby, and we all got together with our friend Jessica to play games (read: DOMINION!) at my house. By then both Curby and I knew we'd be getting married, so I was especially glad my parents liked him. Curby also came with me to visit the Fergason family, where I had planned to go in April to attend Andilin's horse show. Curby's parents came down for a day, so I got to meet them, and they met the Fergs, too. And THEN, Sarah and Myles came by, too - just to meet the Curbster. It was a really great time! Also in April, I had a short visit with Melissa Haigh and her three cute kids, had a really fun happy hour with Shark, Kevin, and Soozy Rooz at the Border Grille, celebrate Easter with Curby and his friends at Faith Worship Community, got to see the Watkins Family Hour reunite with Chris Theile for a Nickel Creek reunion-type show, and buy my first pair of authentic cowboy boots.<br />
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<b><i>May: </i></b>Three major events occurred this month. First, I got to spend a few precious hours with Kathryn W and Mel Gruver, friends from grad school, down in San Diego. I almost murdered them when I found out that they were going to be at a conference in SD and hadn't told me, because they didn't know how close SD and LA were. But I relented and instead drove them to the beach and enjoyed In-n-Out with them. For the best, I guess. Second, my mom came to LA for a "Girl's Weekend" that was actually 7 days! It was amazingly fun, and we had a great time going to dinner and a movie ("Bridesmaids") with Curby, taking an Italian cooking class at the Cordon Bleu in Pasadena with Jessica "Mrs. Cupcake" Roberts, and then participating in a "Cake Ball Workshop" with Jessica R, who taught us how unfortunately easy it is to make cake pops.<br />
As if that wasn't enough, I flew out to Greenville near the end of the month to be a bridesmaid in Heather and Jason's wedding. It was so fun! We had a great time decorating, getting pedicures, and just hanging out. Curby joined starting the night of the rehearsal dinner and it was awesome to have him there to dance with at the reception. After the wedding, we had a great visit with the Filby family, lunch at my favorite - Rancho Nuevo - with Maura and Marcus and Jenn (now Schroeder) Coppernoll, and then spent time in St. Louis at a Cardinals game and hanging out with Matt Fulmer. Maybe one of the funnest Memorial Weekends ever!<br />
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<b><i>June:</i></b> Life became a whirlwind in June! My parents came back out for a visit - to help celebrate the graduation of my friend Jessica. She is like a second daughter to them, and a sister to me, so we hosted a graduation party at my apartment that was filled with laughter, gluten-free snacks and reckless game playing. It was a really fun evening. The next weekend, Curby and I and our friends, the Cummings, headed down to Anaheim for a U2 concert... where Curby proposed to me! (See the story <a href="http://www.tiffslifenow.blogspot.com/2011/07/curby-asked-i-said-yes.html">here</a>!) As if that wasn't enough, I turned 37 and had an awesome mini-golf birthday party with an impromptu Justin Beiber theme. Finally, in the last weekend of the month, Curby and I took a road trip to Idlewild (hill country) by way of Temecula (wine country). It was a fun road trip and we enjoyed being out in nature together. Also in June: We saw Allison Kraus and Union Station at the Greek Theater!<br />
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<b><i>July:</i></b> July started out with a bang - of fireworks! Curby and I went with some friends to the Hollywood Bowl for the 4th of July Spectacular, featuring Hall and Oates. It was super fun. The next week I joined my dad's family in Spokane Washington for a mini-family reunion, and while there went wedding dress shopping with my mom and two of my aunts. It was a great and special experience and I loved having them there. At the end of the month, finally, after three years of waiting... I hosted Kathryn on an awesome visit to LA! We went to Disneyland, practiced making wedding bouquets and bouttennieres, hung out with Curby and friends, and spent the day bicycling down the coast of Orange County. Also in July, Curby and I started our pre-marital counseling, and in VERY exciting news, Baby Asher Bullard was born to my dear friends <a href="http://collinandcandice.blogspot.com/">Collin and Candice</a>!<br />
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<i><b>August:</b></i> We started the month with a visit of our good friends <a href="http://milkman-media.com/">Bethany and Ryan Speier</a>, who agreed to be our engagement and wedding photographers, despite living in Seattle. We just generally enjoyed their company while taking amazing photos and recording video for this little <a href="http://vimeo.com/30990806">video</a> they made that later would blow our minds. Mid-month, both our parents,and my dear friend and bridesmaid, Barbara, came into town for a fun engagement party we had down in Orange County, and I was surprised by the arrival of two of my aunts - Gloria and Donna - who decided to attend from Seattle at the last minute. What great joy!!! It was also the first time our parents had met each other, and it was really great to have Barb in town with me. Near the end of the month, my parents came back so that we could celebrate their 39th wedding anniversary at the Hollywood Bowl, listening to John Williams conduct the LA Philharmonic. It was an evening for the ages - we had so much fun together and we loved celebrating my parents that way! Also in August, I decided that working full-time over the summer PLUS working on a dissertation PLUS planning a wedding was not for me. So I stopped my dissertation until after the wedding.<br />
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<b><i>September: </i></b>Most importantly, Curby and I traveled to Fort Worth early in the month to visit his family, meet his extended family and granny, and meet a lot of his friends (and half of his groomsmen). We enjoyed Whataburger, Chicken Express, Babes - oh, and meeting people was fun, too. While there we also got to have breakfast with some of my Baylor friends (myles, sarah, melissa) which was a treat. Also, in September I started advising at my local Alpha Delta Pi chapter (Alpha Chi) again, mailed wedding invitations, celebrated Dustin's 30th birthday, hosted my mom for a weekend where she attended my first bridal shower (hosted by bridesmaid Jessica Roberts), and finally got the alterations going on my dress. I also spent a lot of time coming up with wedding ideas, buying crafty stuff and then making that craft stuff into other stuff.<br />
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<b><i>October:</i></b> The month started with an awesome "mystery" bachelorette party as me and 8 others traveled around Hollywood on foot, trying to solve the "Accomplice: Hollywood" mystery. Amazing. That same night we celebrated the engagement of a good friend of ours - congrats Dave and Sarah! The next week we had another bridal shower (hosted by good friends Nina and Wendy), a very special time. That night we drove back up to LA for the David Crowder* Band's farewell concert. Sad but great. Curby started to move stuff in that month and slowly our apartment was overwhelmed with his stuff and wedding boxes. The apartment grew smaller and smaller. Near the end of the month I traveled to Wisconsin to be a bridesmaid in the wedding of my dear friend, Jenn, who married her love, Ed, two weeks before our wedding. It was only fitting as they had met one week after us, and got engaged about 2 weeks before us! I loved being there for her and the ceremony and reception were perfect. Also that weekend, I got to spend some time with my dear friend Laura, her hubs Andy and their daughter Hope. Laura was one of my bridesmaids and it was great to spend a day or so with her before the wedding. She blessed me! AND while there, her mom took us to see Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, which was an extra special treat. Also that month, I had breakfast with a former student and her husband - Jamie and Zach - it was very fun.<br />
The whirlwind continued as I returned from Wisconsin, with only 2 weeks till our wedding and only one week till our mom's arrived. I'll move that into......<br />
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<b><i>November:</i></b> Nothing much happened in November - oh, except I got married! :) Our moms came, and then our friends, and then our family and it was glorious chaos. I loved having everyone here. We went to Disney with the Fergasons, the Flower market with my mom, Karen, Candice and my jr. bridesmaid Andi, hung out with all our friends while making flowers, and then danced into the night on our wedding day. Later we went to Playa Del Carmen for the honeymoon and mostly just enjoyed napping in our lounge chairs while sipping margaritas. That month I also headed to Charlotte, NC for a professional conference, where I presented 2 papers, hung with friends, and got reinvigorated about my research. Curby joined me on the weekend and we enjoyed a day in Charlotte together before heading back to LA. Later that month, we celebrated our first Thanksgiving together! I cooked a dinner with all the trimmings, even though it was just the two of us, and we ate on our fancy china. The last of the leftover turkey will be used this weekend in a soup. :)<br />
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<b><i>December</i></b>: I told myself that in December I had to start working on my dissertation again... and so I did, after a week or two. First, there was the Bel Air Christmas Tea which Jennifer Ann attended with me and some friends from small group. Then we had a variety of Christmas parties all month long (for which I made awesome hand-painted sweatshirts!). Before I knew it, I had written 30 pages of my paper and we were off to Phoenix for the holiday. We celebrated with my parents and brother and had a really nice and relaxed time. Earlier in the month we had spontaneously decided to visit Collin and Candice for New Years' weekend, so we left Phoenix, dropped off Tiny at a friend's house, and boarded a plane for England-town (as Curby and I called it). The last few days were spent in Cambridge, playing with Asher, drinking good beer and whiskey, walking around town, and baking like fiends. It was a great way to end a VERY busy and exciting year.<br />
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I'm sure I missed a bunch of stuff about 2011, and hopefully the stuff I forgot can be forgiven. Upcoming posts include a "year in pictures" collage post and a "year in numbers" post (thanks for the idea Jess!).<br />
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I can't wait to see what 2012 holds. In the meantime, reliving 2011 like this reminds me that I am grateful for my family, friends, and the faithfulness of God in getting me through it. Now, off to more dissertation writing!Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-21213427875364042482011-12-16T08:00:00.000-08:002011-12-16T08:00:00.348-08:00Pre-wedding Pow Wows (part 3): Awesome Advance ActivitiesThursday dawned with three big events on the horizon. First, Mom, Curby, and I, along with my matrons of honor and Jr. Bridesmaid were going to the Flower Mart in downtown LA to buy the flowers for the wedding, and then in the evening Curby had a bachelor party and I had a lingerie party.<br />
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Going to the Flower Mart in the morning was something I had been looking forward to for a long time. I went there a year ago with my faculty advisor, to do the flowers for her daughter's Bat Mitzvah, and was in awe of all the flowers and their great prices. Once Curby and I got engaged, I knew that I wanted to us to do our own flowers and that we would be getting them at the flower mart. :) Kathryn went with me to the market in July, to get some practice flowers and figure out how much we'd have to budget for flowers. That trip was super fun, on its own.<br />
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On the Thursday before the wedding, we all got up early and caravanned to the flower market. It was a special time for me, since I got to have Candice, Karen and Andi there. We didn't have many other times to really visit during the weekend, and Candice got to have some car time getting to know Curby which was really nice, too.<br />
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We wandered the market, picking up flowers that mom and I had identified earlier in the week and finding the very best roses, etc, for the bouquets. All in all, we ended up with about 10 dozen or so roses, some Lisanthiams (i think?), Picasso Calla Lilies, Misty Blue Heather, and some Boxwood to use as greenery. It was a lot of fun and we were all in awe of the beauty of the market. A couple collages of pictures are below.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">some flower market memories - including some of the very few pics of Candice and I together! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My handsome (future) husband!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can you believe what a grown up Andi has become!? I loved having her at the market with us!</td></tr>
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While there are no pictures from Curby's Bachelor Party (that I know of, LOL), there are a few photos from the Lingerie Party the girls had later that night. We are super indebted to Mark C (one of Curby's Best Men) for crafting a really fun and special evening for Curby, and to Jessica R, Barb V-M, and Sarah M-W for crafting an entertaining and fun evening for me. The girls and I enjoyed cocktails, sweet and salty snacks, while opening lingerie presents. It was really fun to share this evening with some of my closest friends in LA and from around the country. My bachelorette party was really fun (we did Accomplice: Hollywood - blog post to come!) but this was a really fun way to spend time with the friends and family who were out of town for that event.<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-39135867773094175522011-12-15T12:02:00.000-08:002011-12-15T16:48:05.865-08:00Pre-Wedding Pow-wows (Part 2): Delightful Disneyland Doings[oh yes, i did just double alliterate you, suckas!]<br />
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Wednesday was the first real day of "Wedding Time." We had meticulously planned the week leading up to the wedding to ensure a few very important things:<br />
1) I wanted to be able to not be stressed out during the week - to just be able to enjoy my friends and family that had come into town. After all, many had come from far away - and the Bullards had come all the way from England. I just wanted to be able to see them all.<br />
2) I wanted to be able to have fun events that were not centered around getting ready for the wedding - for example, I wanted Curby and I to be able to go to Disneyland on Wednesday with the Fergasons.<br />
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Early in our conversations about their trip out to LA, Curby and I had talked to the Fergasons about going to Disneyland when they were here. The kids started saving up their money for the trip, and Curby and I started planning the wedding week in a way that we could go with them. Our moms agreed to stay at the house, watch Tiny, and finish a few crafts for us. On Tuesday night, I had sewn all the wedding programs (I'll post a picture of one later), but we still had a few things that the moms were going to do for us - like putting together the centerpieces and wrapping the gifts for the wedding party. (Our moms really are champs, people, CHAMPS, I say!)<br />
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Early in planning our wedding week and trip to Disney, we had decided that if there were going to be 12 of us - and 6 who were under the age of 14 - we needed matching shirts. So we decided to have shirts made for our whole bridal party (4 of the 14 were fergasons), and for all the fergason family. For those of us who went to Disney, we put a little Mickey iron-on patch and everyone's names on the sleeve. It was really fun to be matching at Disney and its a great memento, still, of the wedding.<br />
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The morning of that Wednesday Curby came and picked me up and we drove over to where the Fergs were staying. We ended up caravanning down to Anaheim, and we took two of the older kids - Jared and Ryan - with us. It was fun to visit with them and they had a lot of questions about what to expect at Disney. The day ended up being a big success! We got to ride Star Tours and then a bunch of roller coasters. Later, we all had our own ice cream sundaes, and before Curby and I left them for the day (they stayed till the end of the night), we were able to watch three of the boys participate in the Jedi Training - which was really fun to see.<br />
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Overall, we had a great, great time, and would not have missed it for the world! For those of you who are engaged out there, I would totally encourage you to plan your week so that you can have fun things like this in the schedule. The events, like this one and the others that happened later in the week, are the things that really made the week special. And frankly, without some of these events I would not have gotten to see my friends or family hardly at all during the week - at least not outside of "work times." We made some really precious memories on that Wednesday!<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-59958873849832402042011-12-09T12:03:00.001-08:002011-12-09T12:10:06.811-08:00Friday Video Fun: When Curby Met TiffaniI really do want to get back into more regular blogging. But having two blogs is difficult. For now I've decided to keep both blogs, but sometimes I'll either post the same thing on both - or more likely refer people from this blog to that one when I have posted something there I think you'll like. And then you can click and go there. (Alternatively, you could bookmark the <a href="http://www.tiffandcurby.blogspot.com/">tiff and curby blog</a> or add it to your RSS reader)<br />
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This is one of those days.<br />
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Go to this link immediately: <a href="http://tiffandcurby.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-video-fun-when-curby-met-tiffani.html">http://tiffandcurby.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-video-fun-when-curby-met-tiffani.html</a> to see the most awesome video, made by our friends Ryan and Bethany over at <a href="http://www.effulgencephoto.com/">Effulgence Photo and Cinema</a>, that we played at our wedding. The video was designed to be a documentary style video - and our inspiration was "When Harry Met Sally" - but I'll be honest.... the Speiers blew our idea out of the water. The video is really amazing and I cry every time I watch it. It will be a great memento for us and for our family over the years.<br />
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Enjoy!Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-72380694337903883132011-12-08T20:19:00.001-08:002011-12-15T16:46:59.348-08:00Pre-Marital Pow-wows! (part 1)[Please note: I am an unfortunate victim of awesome alliteration - I just like it, even when it doesn't really "work"... case in point: this blog title!]<br />
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There are woefully few pictures of the events of the week before the wedding, leading up to the Thursday night before the wedding... so my memories and recollections will have to do for now. Let me start by saying that it was just an awesome week.<br />
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I got back from Wisconsin and had less than a week before Curby's and my mom came into town. Those last few days were marked by a few things:<br />
1) my apartment slowly closing in as Curby had moved much of his stuff into the apartment while I was gone and as wedding paraphenalia took over.<br />
2) wrapping up the final details of my two jobs, so that I could take a full two weeks off of work and voice-mail/email checking.<br />
3) lots of errands and crafty-times.<br />
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Those days flew by quickly.<br />
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Before I knew it, Curby and I were on our way to LAX to pick up my mom. People, my mom is awesome. Seriously, she arrived at like 4:30pm and we hung out for a bit, then she stayed home to work on crafts (she folded EVERY SINGLE ONE of the program inserts) and Curby and I went out for our "last date as unmarried people." Right? She is awesome. So Curby and I left her at home and went out to our date wearing The same outfits we had worn just 8 months before, on our first date. We had a great time at our favorite Mexican restaurant (Paco's Tacos) and then down to the Santa Monica Pier (where we walked to on our first date). We rode the famous ferris wheel for the first time, then wandered to the bench where we sat and talked and where Curby kissed me for the first time. It was a really sweet time and so special to have that night together before everyone came into town and all the wedding happenings started happening.<br />
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Curby's mom came into town the next Morning. Mom and I went to church and then spent the rest of the day running errands - I made her go out to the valley to the giant JoAnn Fabrics and Wal-Mart, and then to Michaels and Rite-Aid - yes, seriously, we went to all those places. It was really fun, actually, to have that day with my mom and get to be just the two of us for one last day.<br />
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We spent the next two days running errands and doing crafts. On Monday, Mom and I went down to OC to do a "wedding hair" trial and then to the David's Bridal to pick up my dress. I had tried to pick it up the week prior, with my friend Lisa, but they needed to make further adjustments to the bustle. It was pretty fun to go to the bridal store with my hair all done up - and it was really fun to go with my mom. Kimberly Jackson, our pastor's daughter, did my hair for the wedding and she was awesome at both the practice time that Monday and at the wedding. That night Curby moved the last of his things into my apartment and we had a nice dinner with him and his mom.<br />
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Tuesday Curby's mom ran a few errands, and mom and I went down to OC (again!) to get my engagement ring super cleaned and pick up a few final things for the wedding (gifts for friends and stuff). That afternoon both the Bullards and the Fergasons arrived into town. I went over to welcome the Fergasons and then John and the kids came back with me to my house to pick up some DVDs and meet Tiny. It was great to have them in town - I was overjoyed to see their faces, hug them and just be in their general chaos. It was great. Additionally, later, there was some hilarity as Tiny accidentally got left outside TWICE during a variety of chaotic moments. Poor dog. I think he must have been very glad later in the week when he got to go off to Jane's house for the week.<br />
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More fun event recaps to come! Stay posted, my friends!<br />
<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-37580819809818563682011-11-30T20:39:00.001-08:002011-11-30T21:16:45.775-08:00Bridesmaiding it up in the State of CheeseWhen I was out in Greenville for <a href="http://www.tiffslifenow.blogspot.com/2011/06/tiffs-life-lately.html">Heather Caddell's wedding</a>, Curby and I had lunch with some old friends of mine from the Greenville days - Maura and her husband, Marcus, and Jenn. Jenn and Maura were part of a small group bible study that I led back in 2004-2006, and it is a total joy to still be in relationship with them and call them friends.<br />
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Well, while I was introducing them to Curby, Jenn mentioned that she had heard about my meeting and falling in love with Curby at (basically) first date, and prayed for something like that. And a week later it happened. Seriously! Cool, right? So when we saw her in May, she was saying that things were moving quickly and that she thought they might be getting married, too! (Curby and I were not yet engaged) I'll be darned if they weren't engaged just a few weeks later (one week before Curby and I) and their wedding was planned for two weeks before ours.<br />
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Curby and I had talked about it before we knew the date of their wedding and agreed that if we could work out the $$, I'd be at the wedding. Later, Jenn asked me if I would be IN the wedding as one of her bridesmaids and I was so honored to be able to say "Yes!"<br />
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So there I was, two weeks before I tied the knot, on a flight to Milwaukee. I"ll admit that even I thought I was crazy! At that point, I had started having trouble sleeping - on a few days I'd wake up at 5 in the morning thinking about wedding stuff, unable to get back to sleep, and basically was barely hanging on with the work I had to do. My head was totally full of wedding stuff. Despite that, I was really looking forward to hanging out with Jenn and helping her get hitched to her beloved, Edward. I was also excited because my friend, and bridesmaid, Laura lives near Jenn, and we were going to get to hang out on Sunday - and I was going to get to meet her baby, Hope, for the first time.<br />
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I arrived late Thursday night and had a great drive home getting caught up with Jenn and hearing all about the wedding. On Friday, we worked on some details for the wedding, like making the bouquets and some crafty things (centerpieces and such), a rehearsal and a really fun time decorating the rehearsal hall. Saturday was the wedding and it was just beautiful. The pastor knows Jenn and Edward well and really tailored the ceremony for them, and the reception was tons of fun! We had a blast!!<br />
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After the reception, I went home with Laura and Andy, and stayed with them until Monday morning. While I was helping Jenn, I slept great - we were burning candles at both ends and so I was sleeping HARD - but the night after I got to the Petersons', I woke up at 5am again and could not go back to sleep. It was all back - wedding thoughts! Luckily, it was just a really great day and I was so blessed, despite my full mind of worry. I had breakfast with another friend (and former student) and her husband, Jamie and Zach (who I hadn't met before), then hung out with the Petes the rest of the day. I got to play with Hope (see below) and enjoy that time together.<br />
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And then later I was treated to an amazing amazing treat.<br />
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Laura's mom treated all of us to dinner and a show at the <a href="http://www.firesidetheatre.com/More_Information/News.aspx">Fireside Theater</a> in Fort Madison, Wisconsin. Laura and I followed the rest of the crew, so that Hope could sleep a little longer in her nap, so we had a really great visit on the way there, and then we got to have a delicious (!!!!!) 4 course dinner, and see one of my all-time favorite musicals: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.<br />
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It was really awesome and I was so blessed. It was a small theater, so every seat was good, and the music was amazing and the dancing great, and it took place on this small round stage, so the staging was interesting and fun, and it was just awesome. I was completely grateful.<br />
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It was a great end to a great trip. I flew home excited to see my future husband, excited to see my friends and family, and fully ready to begin running the sprint that was set before me.<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-2604001892780658442011-11-29T18:07:00.001-08:002011-11-29T18:33:11.089-08:00The Wedding! Marriage! Life! (or rather a series about all of it)Trying to get my head around the idea of <strike>blogging</strike> dissertation-writing, but although its been challenging to get my mind back into even the idea of writing, I know I need to start somewhere. So I've decided that in the next few evenings, when I'm sitting here with my glass of wine and my dog - most nights waiting for Curby to get home (he doesn't arrive until 7pm) - I can blog. Being forced to gather my thoughts will help me in my academic writing, right? Fingers crossed at least.<br />
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Here is the plan for the posts:<br />
1) Stuff leading up to the wedding (or: my fun friends and family and how they bless me)<br />
2) Wedding awesomeness! (or: the amazing story of how I got to marry my true love)<br />
3) Honeymoon fun (or: why I want to be independently wealthy)<br />
4) Settling in (or: boy, we sure have a lot of laundry)<br />
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While I'm at it, I'll also post some pictures. We don't have a lot of our wedding pics yet, but I'll post a few candids and a couple that I got from Bethany thus far.<br />
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I'll also continue to blog on the "transitioning out of singleness series" and at some point, I'll decide if I'm going to transition into using the <a href="http://www.tiffandcurby.blogspot.com/">tiffandcurby</a> blog full-time, or if I'll keep both.<br />
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Thanks for reading!<br />
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p.s. here's a pic to whet your whistle!<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-60981087059332667752011-10-24T16:37:00.000-07:002011-10-25T13:33:39.162-07:00Transitioning out of Singleness (part 3b)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hi Friends! Today we have a follow up to my previous post "How did I do it?" A friend of mine, who was also single into her adulthood (I can't remember at what age she met and fell in love with her now husband of four? five? years, but she was not 21), had a comment that turned into a post. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We worked together in the University Ministries Office, when we were both studying for our graduate degrees at Baylor and one thing I admire about her is her candid way of communicating, and her sense of humor. Her response to the last blog post is below. I've copied it here in its entirety because I thought it was just so good! Enjoy.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hey Tiffani-<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I really enjoyed your blog post today and I was writing a comment and well the comment just got away from me and became more of an essay (yikes). I'm posting in via email and will leave it up to you on how to share it.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I love this post, because it is SO honest. Kudos to Sally for asking and wrestling with really good questions.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />As a woman who was single for a while, dated A LOT (not in a good way), and struggled often with these same kinds of questions I think I can offer some encouragement and advice.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Just last night, I spent the evening with a group of married women in a bible study and the subject of our discussion was about the hurt, loneliness and rejection women experience and carry around mainly because of abandonment (usually by a father figure).<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I sat and cried alongside these friends and shared a bit of my own story of sexual abuse by a family acquaintance right about the same time I was emotionally abandoned by my father. I know that these kinds of feelings are not isolated to being single. I was also reminded of a truth that I learned while being single that helped in those moments when I felt “like shit for being single” and even now when I feel like “shit” for some other insecurity or fear.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Truth #1 “It is not hard to love me.” The worst part of dating and having your hopes dashed, regardless of how high your expectations or hopes are, is the nagging feeling of rejection. Even if the reason things don’t work out has little to do with you, there is still an underlying sense of “is something wrong with me?”<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />It doesn’t help that there is a prevalent idea in Christian culture that lauds marriage as an accomplishment reached only by those who have “gotten it all together” or somehow fixed all their broken parts.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /> The challenge is not to believe the lies the Enemy tries to tell you in these vulnerable moments. The lie says that you are broken and unlovable.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The TRUTH is we are all broken, but we are all redeemed! I am healed and made whole by a savior who loves me. It is not hard to love me. Christ loves me. I can remind myself that this is true because of the host of people in my life that show love to me on a daily basis. This is a struggle I dealt with as a single person and one I still deal with as a married<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />person.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Getting counseling is a wise move. It will help. It was for me as I was able to see clearly and deal with the underlying hurt and rejection that contributed to the “shitty” feelings of being single. I was able to see them as just shitty feelings, less about my relationship status and more about hurtful things that happened to me or that I did to myself.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />The longing didn’t go away, but understanding made it a lot easier. Knowing why a feeling is happening helps give perspective. When you have a good understanding of your “issues” (for lack of a better word) Relationships, dating or otherwise, are <strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">*easier*</strong> (note I didn’t say easy). Realistic expectations for dates are more manageable when you have good perspective on yourself and how (& why) you deal with various challenges and situations.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Truth #2 “Give the Time value.” I refuse to spout any of the cliché’s I heard while single about waiting. My only encouragement is to use the time. Don’t look at this single part of your life as a time of waiting or getting ready for something next. Rather than view this as a “time of singleness” or the future as a “time of being married” or a “time of whatever,” just look at your life as <strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">*time*</strong>.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />When I was in college I could do things that I can’t do now because of work and family obligations. There are things I can do now, working rather than studying, because I have more financial resources than I did in college. There are things I can do now as a younger person I won’t be able to do when I am older. I will be able to do things when I am older that I can’t do now.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Time doesn’t have good or bad value. It is just valuable.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I would encourage anyone younger than 30, married or not, to use the time to create some really good habits <i>(Tiffani's note - I would encourage this at any age! you are never too old to develop good habits)</i>. Develop the kind of habits that become so ingrained in who you are that you must do them in order to function properly. Bible Study, prayer and contemplation, exercise and self-care are the habits that will see you through whatever life brings your way. If these kinds of things are challenging to make into habits, then again,<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />counseling is a great place to figure out why.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Romans chapter 12 is, for me, a guiding treatise on how to live life in every time. The final verses of the chapter seem appropriate here:<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with the Lord’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay,” says the Lord. On the contrary: <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /> “If your enemy is hungry, feed him;<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /> if he is thirsty, give him something to drink.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head.”<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /> Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good. <br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />-Romans 12:9-21 (NIV)</span>Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-19533902762986817192011-10-12T19:07:00.000-07:002011-10-12T19:07:40.667-07:00Transitioning Out of Singleness (part 3): How did you do it?Recently a friend of mine sent me an email about her current single-ness, and asking me a couple of questions. I decided to include it here, as part of the series, along with my advice to her, because a number of my friends are single and hoping to be married someday and<br />
1) She thought the advice I offered her was helpful, so maybe others will, too.<br />
2) I thought that some of you out there might a) have advice that is in addition to mine, and b) have questions that we can all answer together.<br />
I certainly do not think that I know anything about courtship, really, or that my experience is indicative of the experience of others. But I do hope that what I have to say below will bless you like my conversation with - lets call her Sally - blessed me.<br />
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<b>From Sally:</b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Tiff,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> I just ... I have to know how you did it. Each time I go on a date that seems promising, and then realize I've been duped once again I feel like my heart breaks a thousand times over. I just can't do it anymore.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">And I refuse to believe that wanting something or not wanting something is what affects the outcome. Any tips you have on not feeling like shit for being single are welcome! Because at this point there's not enough glue in the world to glue the pieces of my heart back together.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> - Sally </span><br />
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<b>My reply:</b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Hey Sally,<br />My friend, may the Lord be with you! I feel for you so much. I wish I could tell you that I had a solution to the pain that comes with being single and wishing to be otherwise. But most of my answers will seem trite or pat, and I don't want to offer you such things.<br /><br />I totally agree - "wanting" and "not wanting" are not the difference - that is "The Secret" kind of stuff, and it's BS. (Even though you'll hear Christians say things that sound eerily similar to that philosophy). Plenty of people in scripture wanted things and Lord withheld for a time. This was most often true of men and women who wanted children, but I think that wanting to have a loving relationship is a similar "want".<br /><br /><b><i>I don't know that I have advice that will be super helpful, but what questions and advice I do have, I will offer you:</i></b><br /><b>advice #1 - be extra choosy</b>. One thing I like about you, and that we have in common, is a predisposition to believe that the next thing is the best thing. Because of that, you have to raise your standards higher, so that not every cute guy who seems funny and smart gets through door. It will mean fewer dates, but the dates will be more likely to meet your expectations.<br /><br /><b>advice #2 - take a break from dating for a while, if you need, so that you can let your heart heal a bit.</b> during that time, really think about why you want to be dating/married - what is it about being single that you think you might want to leave behind? what is it about being married/long-term-partnered that you would want? think about what expectations you have for dating and for a relationship, and then think about which of those expectations are ones that could be fulfilled before a relationship really gets going.<br /><br /><b>advice #3 - give it time.</b> I know this advice stinks, but as someone who didn't meet the love of her life until she was in her mid-30s, I'm here to tell you that even though the intervening years were hard, both Curby and I would say that it was worth it to find each other. You might meet the perfect guy tomorrow, and you both know it! (that is what happened to Curby and I) or you might meet him in 5 years and know it right away. Or you might meet him tomorrow and not be sure for 2 more years. Or you might meet him in 5 years and not be sure for 2 more years. There is unfortunately just no way of saying. My best advice is to just keep doing what you're doing - go out to places where people are, meet people, be friendly, get involved in regular things and hopefully, when the time is right, you'll run into mr. right.<br /><br /><b>advice #4</b> - go to counseling. Seriously, I've done it a couple times - and many sessions were me sitting there crying saying, "why all my friends and not me!?" - but its nice to have a place where someone will listen to you say that weekly and offer helpful suggestions for any work you can do to make yourself more ready for dating/marriage when it comes.<br /><br /><b>Finally, take your pain and hurt and desires to God</b>. Cry out to him in your pain and loneliness and bring your complaints to him. For me, the psalmist who said, "but as for me, my foot had almost slipped" best represented where I was when I met Curby. I had almost lost hope that marriage was for me - I had even started looking into single adoption, but I just kept bringing my request to the Lord and keeping my eyes open just in case. Even when you feel like your heart is broken into so many pieces its a puzzle that can't be repaired, the Lord is there and he loves you. Small consolation, sometimes, but still true. I love that Nichole Nordemon song "Small Enough" because that is what I felt so often.<br /><br />Grace to you, friend. I hope this is even somewhat helpful. We can continue to dialogue - I'd love it. Blessings, Tiff</span><br />
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<b>What do you think, friends? Do you have any additional advice/suggestions? do you have any other questions/thoughts?</b>Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-69531397705470805022011-08-26T05:15:00.000-07:002011-08-25T17:20:08.649-07:00Transitioning Out of Singleness (Part 2b): The Little Things, Or How I Was Prepared Beforehand<br />
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When I look back at the past few years, in light of my upcoming marriage, I can see ways that God has really prepared me for marriage. Some of these were things that I did - at the prompting of friends or family - and some of them were just blessings that came through divine appointments.<br />
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The various things that I've been reflecting on, in no particular order are detailed below:<br />
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* <b><i>Communication: </i></b>Yes, I am a talker. But I have not always been a good communicator. I have been afraid of conflict and an avoider of the "hard talks." My ability to communicate authentically and openly has definitely improved in the last ten years and generally as a result of a few specific encounters:<br />
1) In 2001, I moved in with the Fergason family. I wanted to live with a young, Christian family and see what that looked like from the "inside." We used it as practice discipleship for all three of us. Quickly after arriving, I realized - as did they - that I was not sharing what I was really thinking and feeling. I would just hold it in to avoid conflict and because of that, it was difficult to work out hard issues that we encountered while living together. We got along pretty well, generally, but as always when you live with someone there are some growing pains and conflicts as you rub up against each other. Ultimately, John and Karen gave me an assignment: When something bothered me, or when something came up in my mind that I wanted to talk about, I had to write it on an index card that I kept in my pocket. Then at our weekly house meetings, I was responsible for bringing up the issues on the card, or abandoning them forever. They didn't look at the card in advance, so it wasn't like I couldn't decide to wait a week, but it helped me to discern what things were worth being upset about and thus bringing up, and what things were not worth worrying about. I've used this exercise time and again over the years, when I knew that I was going to be afraid to bring something up to a friend or family member. Putting it on the card helped me to be responsible to myself and to my feelings. It also helped keep me focus on the main issue.<br />
2) In 2004, I met Laura Peterson. Laura is a frank and gentle communicator. At one point, there was a mis-communication between us and she addressed it with openness and it not only cemented my friendship with her, but taught me that being open about our issues and concerns is better than holding grudges or making assumptions. (Duh, right?) She also taught me the value of creating a safe space - that when you humble yourself, you make a safe space for someone else to humble themselves. This particular finding has been very evident in my relationship with Curby, who has been willing to be vulnerable with me from the start, making it easy for me to do so also.<br />
3) In 2008, I became roommates with Sarah Martin-Werntz. Sarah was a mid-20's Social Work Masters student, and committed to justice, equality, and conversation. She was intentional about scheduling roommate time each week at least (Pancake Fridays was our ritual) and helped me to think more about my positions on political and social issues and also how to articulate them in a gentle and welcoming way. Learning how to challenge others and to be challenged was a great boon to my ability to communicate about my heart issues.<br />
*** There were many others along the way to facilitated my improved communication as well. But these three are great examples of divine relationships and how the communication of others is helping me to be an honest and open communicator with Curby.<br />
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<b><i>* Reading and Self-reflection:</i></b> I love to read, but I don't always read "self-help" type books. However, when I came to UCLA, I found that I was struggling with loneliness and finding my place. Two books really helped me to change how I looked at myself and the world around me.<br />
1) Life of the Beloved, by Henri Nouwen. I <a href="http://tiffslifenow.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-life-of-beloved.html">blogged about this book in the past</a>, so I won't expand much, except to say that I had to reclaim my "belovedness" in God's eyes in order to be ready to receive that I could be beloved in Curby's eyes. Being reminded of God's overwhelming and deep love for me not only allowed me to be a better friend to others because it also reminded me of their belovedness. Knowing my own belovedness, and knowing that Curby is the beloved as well, makes me value him and his nature and characteristics even more.<br />
2) How to Get a Date Worth Keeping, by Henry Cloud. My friend <a href="http://shannonsrandomness.blogspot.com/2011/08/quick-update-prayer-request.html">Shannon</a> recommended this book to me, although she had not read it yet. I'll be honest I only got through about 75% of this book, and some of his exercises were near to impossible in my eyes.... BUT - reading this book and attempting the exercises (like trying to chat up five new men a week) helped me to become more open to the idea of dating. It helped me to face my fears and to own my attractiveness, my shape, my style. I didn't even realize how closed off I was until I read this book and was forced to see my own behaviors.<br />
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<b><i>* Good Examples of Others:</i></b> I am so blessed to have a number of men and women around me who have great, Christian marriages. Because of this, I have been able to glean little tidbits (and in some case have long discussions about a variety of things) about what it means to be a good wife - in the way that I want to be. From Karen Fergason, I learned how to exhort your husband, how to revere him and build him up. From my mom, I learned that it is not worth picking apart all the little things but instead always placing little things in context of the big picture and loving because of it. From Dorothy and Nick, I learned the value of serving your family and finding ways to bless those around you even sacrificially. From my grandparents and parents, I learned that finding shared interests was important and that you could build a life around enjoying the same things.<br />
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<b><i>* Attitude of Sacrifice:</i></b> One thing that I have taken from my best examples of marriage is the attitude of dying to self and living for the other. This is hard to do in a situation where there isn't mutual trust and safety. But I had been learning for the past few years that there is value in submitting your will to the will of others. To serving others even when its inconvenient and to being a friend who loves in surprising ways. I've seen this example so many times in my family and friends - not just in romantic relationships, but in others, too, and taking on this attitude that others matter more than me has helped me to be a better partner.<br />
Disclaimer: I'm totally still working on this and SO often Curby suggests something and my initial response is "No." - but I'm learning how to say "Yes" first and then change my mind later, rather than the opposite.<br />
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*<i style="font-weight: bold;"> Prayers of Others and the Good Book</i>: I used to do a lot of mentoring, discipleship and counseling. And I counseled women and men, singles and marrieds. I used to feel nervous advising married people, but Karen reminded me that I knew God's word and that if all truth is God's truth, then unmarried people have truth for married people, too.<br />
1) I mentioned this in the earlier post, but the prayers of others totally prepared me to be a married woman. Knowing that there were people out there crying out to God for me, gave me hope and encouragement. I felt less forgotten and abandoned when one of my married friends sat with me crying and saying, "I don't understand why you're single either, Tiffani, but I have been talking to God about it daily!" Believing that prayer works and knowing that they were praying kept me willing to believe this could happen.<br />
2) It may sound cliche, but reading and studying and memorizing the Bible - especially the Psalms, where David cries out for God's help - really helped prepare me for this journey. Not only did they sustain me through my singleness, and give me words for when I was struggling to understand God's plan for my life, but they have helped me in the recent months as I pray in both gratitude and for help to be a better partner, and I know they will help me as I enter into this next season of marriage.<br />
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So there you have it. For now, those are the things I've been thinking about and noticing on my journey toward being a married woman. I continue to be excited about my future with Curby and the planning continues to move forward in a joyful way. More posts soon, friends. In the meantime, thanks for letting this blog ALSO be a way that I was prepared for marriage!<br />
<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-17475745241254590172011-08-25T03:46:00.000-07:002011-08-25T17:20:08.425-07:00Transitioning out of Singleness (Part 2a): Words that hurt the Singleton's heart.<br />
As I was thinking of how God prepared me for marriage, I was compelled to write about two particular things that people often say to singles about being single. It became longer than I expected, so the posting turned into two separate postings. The first (below) is things "not" to say to a singleton. The second post specifies the ways that I feel like I was prepared (and prepared myself) for marriage.<br />
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Before I share some of the things that I can see are helping me to be a better life-mate, let me first post my very strongly felt disclaimer.<br />
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Over the course of my adult life, I have heard many many many many (often married) people imply that there are specific reasons people remain single. These particular statements always strike me as condescending and generally, though unintentionally, hurtful. By identifying these statements below, it is my goal to expose that these statements are hurtful and to clarify that although I can look back and see how I was prepared, I am <u>not</u> saying that any other person's singleness, nor mine, is/was as a result of the reasons below.<br />
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1) The first is because "God wants to prepare them for their husband or wife." Yes, I think that a person's singleness <i>may</i> be a result of their needing further refinement (or I suppose of their partner needing further refinement) but to imply this about someone else is grossly prejudicial and condescending. Hopefully my words in the next post will show how I was prepared, and the steps I took to prepare myself - not just to be a good wife and life-partner, but also just to be a better friend and colleague. I would be more likely to say that doing these things helped me to be more open to approaching a romantic relationship than I needed to do these things "to be ready' to be a spouse. Frankly put, plenty of people meet a marriage partner before they are "ready" to be a spouse and just as many people get married in that same state. I have known them. Some of them worked it out and became great spouses. I just don't think "being prepared" alone is a good reason for a person being single.<br />
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2) The second is because "You need to focus all your attention on doing God's will, and then when you stop focusing on finding a partner, God will present that person to you." Oh, this one makes me even angrier than the other - not the least of which is because I have spent the last 12 years really seeking God's will for my life -and following it into spiritual leadership roles, across the country, and into a new career, as a single woman... None of which I wanted for myself, while knowing the work would likely keep me single through each season. But also during those 12 years I wanted to meet a partner and I continued to look around for that person, even as I had fruitful ministries following God's call. And here I am - a decade older - and just now am meeting this person for me.<br />
This particular statement "Just focus on doing God's work/will/etc, and then you'll meet your person." and its kin "When I stopped looking, that is when I found _______." are particularly painful because it implies to the receiver that they must NOT be doing God's will. Additionally, I frankly did not know how "stop looking" for my future husband. Being a wife and mother was a deep call in my heart and I did not know how to silence that in a way that made me immune to meeting new men and (even if only briefly) wondering "Could this be him?"<br />
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I want to bring these up, because I know how easy it is for each of us to advise others out of our own experience. A friend of mine, we'll call him Tom, told the story of how he met his wife and used example #2 above, during bible study, to a single gal asking for prayers for her husband. As Tom told it, he decided to stop just living to date to find his wife, and instead recommitted himself to God and gave up dating...and a few months later met his now wife of four years. This is a great story and yes, for him part of what it took was giving up his dating behaviors and focusing on doing work for God. But his experience is only his experience. And my experience is only mine - which is why even though I'll gladly tell you I met Curby at OKCupid.com, I won't say that you "should" get on that site because that is totally the way to find your husband. Its just rubbish to expect other people's stories to be like ours.<br />
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I guess what I'm saying is that everyone's story is different. Is it OK, when you single friend asks why she or he is still single to say, "Well, maybe there are some things you need to work on before you're ready." Sure, I think it IS OK - but only say it if you are willing to be specific with your friend about habits and behaviors that they can refine. And only if you are willing to partner in the responsibility for loving them through it. A better answer might be, "I don't know. But hopefully you'll meet your person soon." and then tell them the story of some old friend of yours who met her soulmate at 37. Or at 42. Or at 54, if you can. And pass on a little hope instead of pain.<br />
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Phew. All of that being said.... check out the next post. :)<br />
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<i>And feel free to weigh in on this one below. What other "reasons" for being single do you hate? What reasons do you give your friends when they ask why they are still single? </i><br />
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(and lastly, remember to keep our single friends in our prayers, too - it can be a hard life out there for a single person, and knowing that someone is praying for you to be at peace and to find your soulmate - that someone is crying out for you makes a difference!)Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-20460386438559650012011-08-10T07:23:00.000-07:002011-08-10T07:23:59.873-07:00National S'mores Day!I'm not as up to date on the national "food" celebrations as I should be...So when I made Mini S'mores Pies last night for my small group bible study, it was without knowledge that today was National S'mores Day.<br />
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I first saw this recipe on Pinterest. Pinterest is an online 'bulletin' board where you can pin images from around the web and it will keep track of websites for you. Your friends can connect with you there, comment on the different images you post (I've been posting a LOT of wedding ideas and things), and suggest stuff as well. If you are interested in joining, let me know by putting your email address in the comment field and I'll send you an "invite."<br />
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Anyhow, on Pinterest, I found a recipe for "<a href="http://simplymadewithlove.blogspot.com/2011/06/smores-pie.html">S'mores Pie</a>" - it looked pretty easy (so easy my mom wouldn't send it out on her recipe of the week email) and delicious. I put it aside to try someday.<br />
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Last night, I was in charge of bring snacks to bible study and I thought "This is the perfect opportunity to make that pie!"<br />
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But then I thought.... What if instead of a big gooey pie, I made little individual pies in cupcake papers?<br />
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So I did.<br />
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I used break apart cookie dough, and pressed one square into the bottom of a cupcake paper, in a regular-sized cupcake pan (I highly suggest using the papers and not just trusting your pan to release the pies). Then I put in about a tablespoon of marshmallow fluff and topped it with a dollop - maybe 1/2 a tsp? maybe a tsp? of Nutella. The recipe called for Hershey's chocolate bar, but I was experimenting. :) Then I pressed out another cookie square in my hands and sort of fitted it on top of the filling, like a lid.<br />
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Then I baked them at 350 for about 14 minutes (or until they looked almost done).<br />
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I wish I had taken pics of the process, but I didn't. While cooking they puffed up really big and marshmallow broke the surface. After cooking they sunk in like black bottom cupcakes. Maybe I could have used a bit more filling?<br />
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Either way, they were a HUGE hit at bible study. We all loved them and some people had more than one. It was the perfect amount of sweetness.<br />
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The finished product (I reserved a couple so that Curby could try them) looked like this:<br />
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So Happy S'Mores Day! Now get baking!!<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-42406827756897851592011-08-09T09:01:00.000-07:002011-08-09T09:03:14.300-07:00Double-DutySince Curby and I got engaged, we have been working on establishing our "wedding website." We decided to create our own site on blogspot, so we had more control over the design of the site.<br />
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I've been blogging in both places - here on Tiff's Life, I'm blogging about, well, my life.... and on the other site, I'm blogging about various wedding-related events, experiences, thoughts.<br /><br />My current debate is whether I should re-post my posts onto this blog, or just refer you to the other.<br />
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For today, I'm referring you over. :) If you're interested in reading thoughts specifically related to the wedding stuff, go to: www.tiffandcurby.blogspot.com, and enjoy. The most recent post was about our experience getting our engagement photography and videography done this last weekend. Enjoy.<br />
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TiffaniTiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-67447562053467803552011-07-26T13:31:00.000-07:002011-08-09T09:03:40.907-07:00Reading for the 21st Century Bride (and Groom)I'm currently in the process, as you regular readers know, of a series about my transition out of singleness and into married-ness. Here is a review of some books I've been reading lately that are great reads for the modern bride - or the modern single women who wants to better understand men or herself!<br />
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I was blessed recently, when a friend of mine, who is also one of my bridesmaids, Sarah Martin-Werntz, along with her husband, sent Curby and I a few books as an engagement present.<br />
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The first two books were a companion series called "<b>Couples Only</b>." One is "<b>For Women Only</b>" and describes research on men and what men are thinking/feeling/wanting/needing. The other is "<b>For Men Only</b>" and does the same for women. From what I hear, there are a lot of books out there to help men and women understand each other "Love & Respect", "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" etc. The two books Myles and Sarah sent are similar but are smaller and maybe cover more topics (? I haven't read the others, so I don't really know).<br />
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This series has been a great read for Curby and me. We have both learned more about each other, and it has led to some great discussions surrounding our emotions and how we're feeling. It has also opened the door for us to say to each other "You do a great job of this!" or "Now I understand why when you do this, I feel this way," or "...when I do this you respond this way" and "OH! I could do more of THAT to bless you, right?"<br />
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The "For Women Only" book has also led to some great conversations with me and my friends! I'll say, "I learned this _________, and this is how it changed me....." and they'll say, "What?! I never knew that _________" or "Oh yeah, I learned that one the hard way by making this mistake __________". Even Curby's book "For Men Only" has helped me learn about myself and has led to some great conversations with my friends as I realize that I am always thinking about all different aspects of my life, and Curby may only be thinking about one thing at a time - as my friend Dave says, "Women are like dry erase boards, men are like file cabinets."<br />
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If you are dating, in the process of getting married, or married - or just interested in learning about the opposite sex, I HIGHLY recommend this series. I have been so blessed by Myles' and Sarah's thoughtfulness in giving it to us, and I plan to pass the books along to others on their relationship journeys, as well.<br />
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The third book I've been reading - and really, I JUST started it today, is called <b>"The Conscious Bride: Women Unveil their True Feelings About Getting Hitched."</b> Essentially, it is a book about the feelings and experiences that people (women primarily) go through in the marriage process, and how to go through them in a healthy and complete way. Sarah told me about it before even reading my blog post about grief and joy in the marriage process! I've only started it and I can tell that there are going to be major parts that I connect to. I know that for me, as I wrote in that earlier post, the feelings of grief were kind of a surprise to me - no one had mentioned it before - so I am really excited to read a book that talks about the transitions that women go through as they leave daughterhood/singlehood and move into wifehood/marriedhood/motherhood, etc. I think that this book will be a great companion on my journey toward marriage - which is happening just a short 3 months and 10 days from today (ahhhh!!!).<br />
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This book is for you if you: are thinking of getting married, are married and you feel like your experience differed from the modern "sunshine and roses" myth, or if you are just interested in being more conscious of your identity transitions in your life in general.<br />
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A note: Some of us are older brides (like me!). This means that we may have had a lot of other life transitions already that a younger bride might not have - for example, I feel like I transitioned out of being "Chris and Warren's daughter, Tiffani" to being "Tiffani, daughter of Chris and Warren" years ago. So my identity crisis may not come in that transition, but in the transition from a singleton to being part of a couple. But also, I have been dealing with how my relationship (friendship) with my mom will likely change as a result of living with someone else who has my first attention. My point is, the transitions may be slightly different for all of us, but are still valid and worth exploring. I'm excited to be on this journey with Curby, and excited to share it with you, my friends, as well.Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-9580884759094012132011-07-10T10:48:00.000-07:002011-07-10T10:48:01.044-07:00Transitioning out of Singleness, Part 1: Griefs and Joys<br />
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I bought my wedding dress on a Thursday. My mom and my two youngest aunts, who are truly like big sisters to me, were there to help me try dresses on and pick out "the one." It was a great time where we laughed and cried together and afterward felt victorious, and also like we had really shared one of life's special moments.<br />
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The next morning I woke up to find one of my aunts sitting on the porch of the cabin where we were staying. We sat and talked for a bit and she mentioned, with tears in her eyes, that she was sad to see this visit end, as it was destined to be my last "solo" visit for quite some time. I protested, "No, there will be other times - we can still have girl's weekends and stuff!" But even as I said it, it rang hollow. I knew she was right and it was another reminder that this season of singleness is coming to an end.<br />
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Don't get my wrong - I am filled with great joy at the idea of marrying Curby. I cannot wait to be a wife, I cannot wait to be a mother, I'm excited for all the changes the Lord is bringing into my life. There is the joy of bringing some of my closest friends together and telling them what they mean to me and asking them to help me as I make this transition. There is the joy of inviting a multitude of friends and family to come celebrate with me and Curby as we enter into this new state of life. There is joy in knowing I am bringing joy to others in my family and hope to all that God does indeed answer prayer. There is so much joy.<br />
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But in the midst of that joy, is something I did not expect: grief.<br />
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When I was 32 and single a friend said to me, "I didn't get married till I was older, either, and I can totally relate to how hard it was." This friend had been married 3 years at the time and had gotten married at 29. I tried to be gracious, but inside I was frustrated and said to myself, "I was single at 29, too. And being single at 32 is different, and harder, than it was at 29." And so I have been grieving that in some ways my being able to relate clock ends at 36. This is silly, in some ways, but its how I feel.<br />
* First of all, to presume that I know how others feel at any age is presumptuous and vain. However, I know that for me I always felt a sort of comraderie and encouragement from those women who were older than me and single, or who had been older when they got married (those 36, 37, 38 yr-old, or older friends who married when I was 33, 34, 35). I am glad to have been an encouragement to a lot of young women over the years, as I pursued the life God called me to as a single woman with (hopefully) joy and confidence, but I'm sad that now I will be speaking from a different vantage point. I grieve that loss.<br />
* Second of all, I grieve with my single friends who are around my age or older and are losing one more single friend to marriage. Those women and men, who are longing for marriage and who have found companionship in their other single friends - even from afar, are my people. I remember when I was in that position and I was so happy for my friends getting married but also so sad and crying out to the Lord, "What about me, Lord, will you forget me forever?" And I'm sad that now I will represent, even a little bit, that thing they are longing for, and that they will not want to tell me for worry of marring my happiness or for appearing vain or self-centered (all things I worried about as I put on a brave face to with my friends true happiness).<br />
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When I think of the conversation with my aunt on the patio, I grieve the awesomeness of the single times I've been able to have with my family and friends around the country and world. I have great memories of times of great joy, traveling to Texas and Illinois for fun times with friends, for weddings and weekends of fun, traveling to Washington for family and friend time combined, and even international travel just because we might as well do it.<br />
* I grieve that now my travel decisions are in partnership with someone else who doesn't necessarily have the same ties to my friends that I do.<br />
* I grieve that now my travel decisions are weighted with visiting someone else's family and someone else's priorities and that at the very least, this means my ability to visit my own friends and family may be cut in half as we learn to share travel to these places that matter to us.<br />
* I grieve that as we begin to create a family, our ability to travel will be even more constrained by finances and convenience.<br />
* I grieve that rather than being the single person who travels to see everyone, I will be the one asking my single friends to visit me, and hoping that they will.<br />
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But even this grief comes with some new, great joys: I love traveling with Curby! We have a great time together whether on the road or in the air, and I love exploring new places with him. My joy in having a permanent "travel-buddy" (to join, not replace, my dear friends who also hold that title: Tall Brian, K-Falk, Fulms, Bullard-1&2) is immense. But I grieve the loss of my individual freedom and "footloose and fancy-free-ness"<br />
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Lastly for now, I am also filled with great joy at being part of couple. I am thrilled to have a new way to relate to my married friends - to not feel like a third-wheel, to do "couple things". I am excited that Curby likes my parents and they like him and that we have things in common and that they are looking forward to doing "couple things" together also. I love having someone to watch TV with, or talk to about my day - who really cares/listens, to cook for and to listen to over dinner, someone to care for and to care about.<br />
* I fear becoming like my single friends who got married and then forgot about the singletons. And I think I grieve because I know that for a season at least, it might be inevitable that I spend less time with my single friends as I cultivate this new partnership.<br />
* I grieve because I know my aunt is right. I can't stay the same and be different. This relationship is changing me - not necessarily in a bad way - but still changing me. And if I am being changed, then all of my life is being changed, too. And I grieve because I know that it means that others lives are also being changed and not by their own volition and despite their happiness for me, not always in ways they like. And not always in ways that I like or expected or want. I grieve the awesome life that Tiffani and her friends and family had - even as I rejoice in the awesome life that Tiff and Curby and their friends and their family will have.<br />
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Thus are the start of the many, many thoughts of a mid-30-something bride-to-be. The Apostle Paul says, "When I was a child, I thought like a child... but now that I am a man, I think like a man." I think this true for me also, when it comes to this relationship stuff. When I was 21 and engaged at the end of college (long story, I broke it off before graduation), I did not think of any of this stuff. I didn't have the experiences under my belt to give me empathy and grace, well hopefully grace. But now that I am a woman, I find myself strangely torn between overwhelming excitement - - truly, I could literally talk about wedding stuff and Curby's awesomeness all the time - - to embarrassed bashfulness - - I don't want it to look like I'm bragging over these blessings - - to rigid minimalization - - I don't want my friends to feel salt pouring in their wounds. I had those wounds. I have those scars. I understand the tension and the pain.<br />
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I don't have a resolution to all this yet, except to grieve the way I've always grieved - which is to say to process it as fully as I can, to cry a lot, to pray and discuss with God whenever my heart aches, and to walk forward into the reality as it exsists and as it is becoming. But I know that I want to be different even as a married woman. I want to be like some of my best married friends - conscious of my single friends, loving on them as family, always praying with confident hope for the desires of their hearts. I hope I can be that woman, that wife, and that friend.<br />
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<br />Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4815312550610013984.post-64307942376303233792011-07-09T13:37:00.000-07:002011-07-09T13:37:00.522-07:00Upcoming Series: Transitioning out of Singleness<br />
In the upcoming weeks (months?), I plan to blog a series of posts on the topic of my transition from being a single, mid-30's woman to a dating/engaged mid-30's woman. My hope is that these posts will help me to process this transition, while also sharing some of the experiences that I've been having with those who are interested because they are friends, and those who are interested because they are single, and maybe some of those who are interested because they are not single any longer.<br />
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I think the posts will cover the following topics:<br />
Part 1. Griefs and Joys: On the pain of losing my life<br />
Part 2. The Little Things: On how I was prepared before-hand<br />
Part 3. What I did and didn't know: On counseling couples as a single woman<br />
Part 4. Being Faithful in Hope: On almost giving up and God's faithfulness<br />
(maybe some other parts as other ideas come up)<br />
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In an ideal world, I'd tell you that these posts were coming once per week, but I'm working a LOT this summer, and also need to incorporate at least some dissertation writing, so at best I can hope the series will be completed prior to my wedding (ha!). Set up your RSS and keep your eyes open for an update!Tiffani Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074093500122376002noreply@blogger.com2