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tiffhixon
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Name: Tiffany Country: United States Gender: Female
Interests: painting, writing, drawing, WoW, candles, sandals, body lotions, sewing, chapstick, iced capps, flat irons, decorating, brushing my teeth, critters, discovery health channel, music, fairies, rustic, hippie skirts, sandals Expertise: everything. i'm perfect.
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: teefahnee ICQ: 23457778
Member Since:
6/23/2005
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| i guess i'm over at myspace.com now. go there. i guess. who the hell knows? (or cares?)
http://www.myspace.com/tiffhixon | | |
| empty spaces - feeling holes - no one left, nowhere to go - i feel the fire, i see your pain - i know the anger from within - not in reach, but close enough - feel for you in the dusk - i know your sounds - but not your smell - taste, only time will tell - the moon will hide us from the sun - the dew will touch us, come undone - it's easy now to let it go - to surrender what i know - to give the secret of my life - to return, but leave behind - brush away the tears that fall - a tale only we will know - forbid the words to cross our lips - but feel it in our tender kiss - and seal our fate with just one touch - a life alone, is too much | | |
| it's like that movie. about those birds that took over.

(click picture to enlarge in another window.)
look closely at the telephone lines.
scary stuff. scary stuff.
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| the weather outside today is so absolutely autumn-like that it makes my heart sing. the temperature is mild. the air is crisp and fresh... not muggy and sticky. i love it. if sydney would crawl out the door, i'd open it and let the freshness evade my store. i need a screen door, so badly.
in other news: sydney's birthday is 1 week away today. her party is this saturday. i still have the following to do:
- clean house (laundry clean and away, dishes away, stairs wiped off and swept, floors swept and mopped, everything dusted and all windows windexed, bathrooms cleaned, up and downstairs generally tidied up). i realize in saying all those things need done makes me sound like i live in a pig pen. in reality, most of it's done... i just want to keep it done by going over it all again. i'm so anal when it comes to large crowds coming over and my house being clean. makes me almost crazed.
- cake stuff needs bought (batter mixes, icing, decorating tips, spinkle stuff)
- snacks need bought (chips, pretzels, dinner mints, cookies)
- sodas need bought (regular and diet)
- house needs decorated friday night.
- cakes will need to be baked and done friday night
- grass needs cut and yard tidied up (since our lawn mower got stolen, i will admit that we look like we're living inside a small tropical forest)
- driveway needs swept
- broken swing taken to basement
i should stop now because i realize i'm starting to add things that are outside of getting ready for the party list.
i just realized my hair is parted on the side. when did that happen?
i got my braces tightened up. i now eat like a gimp... at least, for the next week, i will.
goodbye lovers. | | |
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