Bottom Dweller

Today at work on of my clients calls me and asks for a favor. I'm new to this account so I'm not sure if we can fulfill her request. So, I go to the CEO to double check. He's also unsure, so he calls someone else to check.

The other person says, "No we don't do that. I'm surprised she asked you."
CEO: "She didn't ask me. She asked Tiffani."
The other person (who didn't know I was on the call): "Wow, she's going way down on the totem pole!"

Turquoise

I love colors! I've been through several favorites - lime green as a pre-teen and pink during high school. I distinctly remember my goal of packing ONLY pink items of clothing for a week-long family vacation.

For the past six years or so, green has been my IT color. Though still a favorite, and a color that makes me smile, green has been demoted to my second favorite color (for now anyway.)I love the brightness of turquoise. It's a fresh color that makes me feel excited. It's the color of Heavenly Father's beautiful seas, and the color of most of my new possessions.

The last few things I've purchased have all been turquoise - like a kid who always wants to chew their favorite color of bubble gum, I'm like a magnet to anything turquoise in the store. Check out this photo of my new running shoes, beach towel, and tennis racket (his name's Otto). All turquoise! The photos are a little dark but my new bathing suit is also this stunning shade.





Interested in a little color psychology? This link goes into quite a bit of detail about several colors.

Here's what it said about mine: "If turquoise is your favorite color your deepest need is to create emotional balance in your life, to be able to express your hopes and dreams no matter how idealistic they may be and to make your own way in the world under your own terms...A combination of blue and a small amount of yellow, turquoise fits in on the color scale between green and blue. It radiates the peace, calm and tranquility of blue and the balance and growth of green with the uplifting energy of yellow"

Some-More

The word "Nachos" stuck around when a few city boys left their delectable cheese/chips snack on the table and some ruffians tried to yoink it. "Hey, that's not'cho's!"

And everyone knows how Smore's got its name. I think that the word summer got its name the same exact way. Everyone just wants some more!

Growing up, my favorite season was autumn. If we lived in Georgia this would probably still be the case. The cozy hues of orange, yellow, red and brown, topped with the scent of burning leaves and cinnamon spice is just tantalizing. But, since we live in Idaho, summer is by far, without any hesitation, my favorite season.

I love being able to walk around barefoot on my tile. What, you do that all year round? I love going to the animal shelter and taking the dogs on walks. I know I'm a lab person but I have fallen in love with a Great Dane named Moose. Here's a picture of how cute Great Danes are! (that's the number one thing on my Christmas list right now.)



I love wearing flip-flops everyday. Playing tennis until 9 p.m. is also wonderful. And running on a treadmill loses everyday to running around the track at a lovely park. Rexburg has two that we love. So because of these outdoor sports I guess another great thing about summer is feeling thin. (I'm not up in the gym working on my fitness, being Fergalicious.)

Additional wonderful things about summer are cuter clothes, gorgeous flowers and trees, the sunshine on my skin, beach vacations, busy sidewalks in the evenings, and warm, happy weather.





I'm thankful to have enjoyed a safe, beautiful summer. Now it's on to autumn time...

Hardy-Har!

Wow, has it really been two months since I posted? That's a long time. Next post I'll include some photos of our summer vacations, but for now, a post about the best medicine: laughter. A few weeks ago my sister in law asked me if I could remember the hardest I have ever laughed. So thank you, Samantha, for the inspiration for this post. (This story isn’t the hardest I’ve laughed in my life, but it takes first place for this week for sure…) Here it goes:

We walked into the gym hand-in-hand. I recognized a few people from the spring competitive league, but there were mostly new faces. We sat down and the recreational sports director got started. The meeting was like a high school test review -- drab, really, because the director had given the same schpeel on sportsmanship to 17 other groups of college kids already today.

Despite his monotone voice, I still felt hyped about the upcoming tennis season. A few minutes later we were trudging through a PowerPoint on dress codes and scheduling. My boredom level and tiredness kicked in. When it came time for questions, we were sitting there quietly awaiting our release so Brad could get started on his chemistry homework. Several legitimate questions were answered.
And then… a hand on the other side of the room went up. “Are we going to be playing against each other?” (Since you usually stand on one side of the net and hit the ball to an empty court...)

The girl’s question must not have struck the director the way it did me because he kept a straight face as he answered “Yes.”

I inhaled deeply, trying to prevent a loud outburst of laughter. Knowing my limits, I counted to Three Mississippi before turning to Brad to mouth “who else would we play?...” I should have abstained a second or two longer because when I saw the line on his face grow from one inch to five in a couple of seconds, it was over.

We stared at each other with ridiculous smiles for a millisecond as we tried to be stronger than our bodies. A few audible peeps of laughter (and a couple of tears) escaped my body, but I was fighting to keep it internal. Looking at me wasn’t helping so Brad hunched completely over and covered his face as his whole body shook in silent laughter. No longer blocked by his shoulders, there was nowhere to hide the wetness dripping down my face.

“I have to go,” I whispered.

I speed-walked out of the gym and busted into loud, silly laughter in the hallway. We continued to laugh during the entire walk home and I am smiling right now as I type this. Looking back maybe she was wondering if we were going to play another school...but that's not how it came out. We laughed our heads off for a long time afterward. The whole situation just tickled my funny bone.

So there you have it!