tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48991225353469260582024-03-08T12:52:19.229-08:00The Beau IdealA blog loosely based on the circus that is my life...Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-29373286775337593252007-11-23T21:53:00.000-08:002007-11-23T22:09:52.062-08:00The Not-so-ideal blithering idiotThat is what I seem to have become since Jon. Seriously. And I know it started before the break-up, when we started having problems but two months later I'm still drinking too much, I'm still anxious as can be, I'm still feeling like a complete and total idiot.<br /><br />I probably tried to start dating too soon. Maybe it's still too soon. All I know is that I went from being a great girlfriend to everyone: my friends, my ex-boyfriend; and now I just fuck things up... mostly by being drunk and stupid. God, if only I could repeat last September, October, November and December all over again... And I'm desperately trying to dig myself out of the hole I created for myself. In the meantime I've been anxious and obnoxious and depressed and I really really really hope that my friends can continue to keep their patience with me because lord knows that if they're my friends they must have endless patience. I hope all of you know how much I love you.<br /><br />I'll be honest, my mom, step-dad and brother being away doesn't help any. I so badly wanted to be on the ranch in Arizona with them for Thanksgiving. And I know I'll be going out there in April, but my brother won't be with me so it won't be the same.<br /><br />On another note, hopefully I'll score some overtime at work soon so I can start to dig myself out of debt.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-51501527303305010052007-11-06T20:40:00.001-08:002007-11-06T20:40:44.885-08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>You Have a Choleric Temperament</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"><br /><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.<br /><br />Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.<br /><br />You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.<br /><br /><br /><br />You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.<br /><br />Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.<br /><br />You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.<br /><br /><br /><br />At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.<br /><br />Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.<br /><br />A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/">What Temperment Are You?</a></div>Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-55288295939758639672007-08-30T13:19:00.000-07:002007-08-30T13:26:01.448-07:00ई गोट अ न्यू जॉब!!No more deadbeat Sara Tiffany!!! Oh, and I started doing some modeling stuff to take up some time and make me feel pretty. That and some promotional stuff. <br /><br />I do miss all my banker buddies, but I am having a blast on this little vacation I've created for myself. Oh and I'm planning a trip to Arizona for November! Woo-hoo! I get to see my cousin's new baby: Austin Tate(r tot) Knight. Welcome to the world baby!<br /><br />OH! And the Haddam Neck Fair is this weekend! No way was I going to miss that again. I missed it last year and I missed it terribly, but since I was in Dunmow, England there wasn't much I could (or really wanted to) do about it.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-53035777527370880122007-08-05T09:05:00.001-07:002007-08-05T09:05:42.524-07:00I quit my job on Friday!Gemini: You've been a bit overwhelmed lately with everything you've had to get done, but an exciting adventure will soon help you leave the stress behind.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-25010818561952554022007-07-03T09:01:00.000-07:002007-07-03T09:03:59.767-07:00I hate boys.Leave the Pieces: The Wreckers<br /><br />You’re not sure that you love me <br />But you’re not sure enough to let me go<br />Baby it ain't fair you know to just keep me hangin round<br />You say you don’t wanna hurt me<br />Don't wanna see my tears<br />So why are you still standing here just watchin me drown<br /><br />And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine<br />Don’t worry about this heart of mine <br />Just, take your love and hit the road<br />There’s nothing you can do or say <br />You're gonna break my heart anyway<br />So just, leave the pieces when you go<br /><br />Now you can drag out the heartache <br />Or baby you can make it quick <br />Really get it over with and just let me move on<br />Don’t concern yourself with this mess you left for me<br />I can clean it up you see just as long as you’re gone<br /><br />And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine<br />Don't worry about this heart of mine<br />Just, take your love and hit the road<br />There's nothing you can do or say<br />You're gonna break my heart anyway<br />So just leave the pieces when you go<br /><br />You're not making up your mind <br />It's killing me and wasting time<br />I need so much more than that<br />Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah<br /><br />And it's alright, yeah I'll be fine<br />Don’t worry about this heart of mine <br />Just, take your love and hit the road<br />There’s nothing you can do or say <br />You're gonna break my heart anyway<br />So just leave the pieces when you go <br />Leave the pieces when you go<br />Leave the pieces when you go<br /><br />Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (x3)<br />Leave the pieces when you goSara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-79921623208673236382007-05-05T06:24:00.000-07:002007-05-05T08:00:56.498-07:00I heart muffinsMight I just say that Duck Soup in Hamden makes the most amazing muffins ever? My coworker brought me a muffin from there this morning as a "going away gift" and it was absolutely wonderful. The thing was FULL of berries and perfectly crispy around the top. And perfectly moist. I truly enjoyed that muffin. And I was sooooooo full afterwards :-p<br /><br />In other news I lost somewhere between 10 and 15 pounds in the course of all this stress. Apparently I just stopped eating or something. And drinking lots of tea (yeah, like that's unusual). And I still am having a hard time with it. Oh well. Now I need a new wardrobe because none of my clothes fit! YAY SHOPPING!<br /><br />BUT now that I'm not moving to New York, hopefully I'll de-stress soon. And hopefully I'll be making more money soon! That and my evil roommate and neighbor and doctor, who I love unconditionally, made me join the gym. So now we go to the gym all the time and hopefully that will help reduce my blood pressure and stress and ensure that I won't gain any weight back.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-8527142893384806822007-04-17T23:58:00.000-07:002007-04-17T20:59:05.212-07:00So I'm supposed to be studying...And I have been, I really have! In fact, I'm working on my paper RIGHT NOW, but I got distracted by this article I found in my research. You see, I'm writing a paper for my Psych Practicum which is late, but I'll have to explain to my professors what's happened in the last couple of weeks, such as my car being reposessed (Which I got back yesterday!!! YAY!!), my grandmother being in a coma, my phone dying- getting a new one, that was also defective, and having a series of panic attacks. Yeah, I think that should get me an extension. Anyway, I'm working on it now and hopefully I can turn it in, study for that World Religions exam that I'm taking so that I don't have to take the class at all, and be done with Albertus Magnus for a very long time. ::whew!::<br /><br />Anyway, the paper's on how I think this little girl in this program that I was working in for preschool kids with behavior problems as a result of abuse and neglect has the best chance of leading a healthy life because her foster family decided to adopt her, they're devoted, working class people who are involved in her treatment, she's attached well to them, and her real, drug addict parents are dead so they can't come back and disrupt her life. So while I was doing the research to back up my theory, I ran across this article titled "Understanding Child Outcomes: An Application to Child Abuse and Neglect" by Carlos Seiglie. It sounded relevant to my paper, so I opened it up and read it... but it's NOTHING that you would expect. Apparently they found that parents are less likely to abuse and neglect all of their children if at the time of conception they have the option of abortion readily available to them. The study found that the parents are not necessarily more or less likely to abort, but that the option alone had a positive effect on the outcome of their families. One more reason to be pro choice! (Oh and before you anti-abortionists start attacking me, I'd like to mention that I have very compelling arguments for being pro-choice that you really can't argue with, none of which have to do with whether or not abortion is "right" or "wrong." And as for that whole God thing, don't forget that He gave us free will- the ability to choose our paths and to choose the "wrong" way if we wish.)<br /><br />On another note entirely, I got my replacement phone in the mail on Saturday, and it was even more screwed up than the phone I already had! Yesterday when I activated it, everything seemed to be going fine, except that it was saying that my battery was fully charged, then I'd unplug it and it would die. Then I got a phone call from my father and it just turned off in the middle of it- at a really bad time actually, because I'm sure that if I hadn't sent my father an e-mail explaining what had happened he would have thought that I was being bitchy and hanging up on him. THEN, even worse, Tiffany called to ask me to take her to the hospital because the clinic wanted her to be checked out for appendicitis. Before I could find out where she was or anything the damn thing shut off again! Thankfully her step-mother was able to take her in the time it took for me to find her phone number and another phone to call her from... and she's OK. But in order to find that out I had to call the hospital and harass them for like 12 hours, telling them I was her sister, before they finally gave Tiff the phone so I could get a real status. <br /><br />Anyway, my point was that this model of phone is complete and total crap. Why can't all phones be like my old Samsung 670? That cute little camera phone was fantastic! It was tiny, cute, had all the amenities and it lasted through a four-wheeling trip that sent it into the mud, got it ran over by a truck and left in the rain overnight. It also made it through several falls, being danced on... even when I finally dropped it and split it in 1/2 it still technically worked and I didn't lose a single phone number. I was even talking to some guy at the Verizon store about it and he actually washed his and it still worked just fine! Too bad they don't make it anymore. I think I may even still have the pieces of it....<br /><br />OK back to work!Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-37552258718674291602007-04-16T08:11:00.000-07:002007-04-17T20:21:11.812-07:00Because Country Music has become sillyTicks by Brad Paisley (Then again, what do we expect from a guy that has the last name of a fabric print? ESPECIALLY when he starts singing about "class")<br /><br />Everytime you take a sip <br />in this smoky atmosphere <br />you press that bottle to your lips <br />and I wish I was your beer <br />and in the small there of your back <br />your jeans are playing peek-a-boo <br />I'd like to see the other half <br />of your butterfly tattoo <br /><br />Hey that gives me an idea <br />lets get out of this bar <br />and drive out into the country <br />and find a place to park <br /><br />cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight <br />I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks <br />I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers <br />and I'd like to check you for ticks.<br /><br />I know the perfect little path <br />out in these woods I used to hunt <br />don't worry babe I've got your back <br />and I've also got your front <br />I'd hate to waste a night like this <br />I'll keep you safe you wait and see <br />the only thing allowed to crawl all over you <br />when we get there is me <br /><br />you know every guy in here tonight <br />would like to take you home <br />but I've got way more class than them <br />and that ain't what i want <br /><br />cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight <br />I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks <br />I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers <br />and I'd like to check you for ticks <br /><br />oooh you never know where one might be <br />and oooh theres lots of places that are hard to reach <br /><br />I'd like to see you out in the moonlight <br />I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks <br />I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers <br />and I'd like to check you for ticks <br /><br />oh I'd sure like to check you for ticksSara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-30919587686374304752007-04-04T06:33:00.000-07:002007-04-04T07:24:37.199-07:00In a whirlwind!Wow, things in my life just went absolutely insane since my last post... not all bad, but definitely not all fantastic either. I've learned exactly how cool my friends are and I am sooo incredibly thankful for them. Anyway, let's take a look at what's happened recently:<br /><br />-I was given a final monetary/position/location/start date offer for the new branches of the bank opening in Westchester County. I'll be opening two branches as a Senior Financial Services Associate: the first one in Scarsdale and the second in White Plains. The salary isn't quite what I was hoping for, but it's still a substantial raise. And I'll have my own branch, a promotion and a big ol' feather in my cap if I really show them what I've got and sell like a maniac. Oh! And I passed my New York Notary Exam!! w00t!<br /><br />-I started looking for apartments in New York. One of my new colleagues found me a place in the Bronx, but they wanted me to move before my raise kicked in and I really just don't see myself living in the Bronx. The apartment was really nice though and the location was really convenient. I've been looking more at apartment shares in White Plains though, and that seems to be a happier choice.<br /><br />-I chopped my hair off. Yup, like 8 inches.<br /><br />-I've been true to my religion aka. been drunk a lot.<br /><br />-I am now driving my father's Lexus.<br /><br />-My grandmother may be dying. But this isn't such a bad thing. She's been living a horrible life, trapped in her head and in hospitals for the last 30 years. Earlier this week she caught a high fever and they thought she had pneumonia, so they took her to the ER. She was sick so she just went to sleep, but she refuses to wake up. According to the doctors there's nothing physically wrong with her and technically she's just sleeping, but they've moved her to hospice anyway, since there's really nothing they can do for her. She's not on life support of any kind, so if she decides to wake up, she wakes up. If she doesn't, she doesn't. Honestly, I can't think of a more peaceful way to go... truly in her sleep of old age.<br /><br />-I'm in love.<br /><br />-I've realized that I have the most awesome friends in the world.<br /><br />-Andrea convinced me to go with her and the boys (Ryan, Nick and Ryan), to Foxwoods to see Rachel in the Belvedere Vodka Fashion Show. Oh my GOD, we had a fucking amazing time! We paid for just about nothing all night: free Belvedere drinks; some guy lost big and wanted to feel like a man, so he bought me a filet mignon/lobster dinner and paid for Andrea & Rachel's food too; I kept wandering away and reappearing more drunk than before; we hit up the fashion show after-party and I nabbed some Johnny Walker Blue... And then, just to top off my night, I decided to play blackjack... at a poker table.<br /><br />-My Auntie Mary Margaret Meyers is still my favorite confidant.<br /><br />-It's Ashley Spencer's Birthday today!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!<br /><br />-I've realized that my roommate is absolutely irreplaceable.<br /><br />-Whether he agrees or not, I have a great boyfriend.<br /><br />-St. Paddy's Day still never measures up to the day of the Parade. And the Parade Day was fucking awesome.<br /><br />-Blades of Glory is the movie that EVERYONE must see!!! HILARIOUS! Will Farrell is my hero. (Next to Sally, of course)<br /><br />-Andrea and I are the chicken fighting champions. <br /><br />-I'm giving at least 5 garbage bags full of clothes to charity and I still don't have enough closet space.<br /><br />I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of any right now. I'm sure I'll add more later. But yes, I am a busy woman.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-67712985930058348132007-03-15T14:37:00.000-07:002007-03-15T15:51:55.363-07:00In my lifeI'm not feeling so hot today and while I've been home from work watching TV and studying for my New York Notary exam and considering finishing my paper for school I've been thinking about what I really want in my life. Like to travel the world. <br /><br />I want to save up as much money as I possibly can, pay off my bills and travel. Honestly, I don't even know all the places that I would want to go. I just want to do it. I want to have a traveling adventure. I want to make new friends in new places, although I don't necessarily want to do it alone... although I do want to have this adventure before I have kids. I'm not saying that I never want to travel with my future children, I just don't want to do it for a year.<br /><br />That's another "thing" I want. I want kids. I think I want three; at least one boy and one girl. I want them to grow up healthy and happy and to have a big, loving family around them... but who doesn't? Strangely, I also want them to be normal and misbehave a bit. I don't want to be too old when I have them. I don't want to be 30 and just starting my family. Not that it hasn't worked out well for other people in my family that have (my mom didn't have me until she was 29, my brother until she was 39; my early-30s cousin is pregnant with her first), I just don't want that for me. I do think I'd make a great mom though.<br /><br />But before I have kids, I want to marry. Oh and I only want to marry once and to that same man until we die. This is the only area that worries me... I don't exactly have perfect examples of great relationships in my life. I suppose there's one example in my family, but I really don't know very much about how they got together. I do know that they spend almost 24/7 together and that this isn't a first marriage for either of them. So this one I don't really know how to get to. But I'll keep trying to figure it out. And no, I'm not afraid of being alone. In fact, being alone is more comfortable for me than being with someone. I'm not sure if that's normal or not... or how to change it.<br /><br />Other than those three things I just want a life full of fun, friends and adventures. I want a professional life, a social life and a family life. I think I'm on my way to accomplishing most of these things. In fact, I have a great professional life right now and my friends are the best I've ever had! It's a little (ok a lot) scary starting over in New York, but I should be fine.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-87020619425470693712007-03-13T14:11:00.000-07:002007-03-13T15:23:33.649-07:00THISCLOSE!!!I got an A in Statistics!!! I signed up to take a DANTES exam!!! I got a raise!!! My Job found me an aparment to look at!!! I'm getting LOTS of Overtime!!! I'm F*ing awesome!!!Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-12820151920782298732007-03-05T07:09:00.000-08:002007-03-05T10:26:20.634-08:00I talk about myself too much!There. I've said it. I ADMIT IT! This is not something I am unaware of. It is my ultimate fatal flaw. It makes me appear narcissistic, self-centered, selfish, uncaring, and all kinds of other not-so-nice adjectives. People say I over-share and assume people find me more interesting and more important than I am. And I'm not even going to try to defend myself or say that any of these things are untrue. I suppose they all are to an extent. I will say that I am also some other very nice adjectives, but there I am being narcissistic again.<br /><br />The real question is how can I change this? I do try to ask people about their days, remember things about their lives, listen to their rants... the problem is the word "try." I'm not always very successful. This is where a therapist would ask "Why do you think you have this problem? What did this manefest from?" And I could answer, but then I would be making excuses, trying to defend myself, and not really solving the problem. Psychology classes, therapy, and acting methods (I am actually "classically trained" in the methods of Uta Haagen, Stanaslavski...). Now I think this works for acting methods and therapy. However, I could talk my past to death and never change my behavior. The point is that I want to learn to make other people feel like I am interested in them. I have to stop assuming that people will just tell me about themselves. On the other hand, I don't want to completely stop talking about myself because I think that's also pointless.<br /><br />Why the sudden concern? It's not so sudden, actually. I've known about this problem of mine for a long time. I also know that when I'm nervous or in a new environment or getting into a new relationship I tend to do it even more than usual. It prevents me from making friends, having successful relationships, getting into relationships... And I'm moving. Obviously now is a good time to address the problem. Sure, it might have been a good idea to work on it before, but I never really needed to. My friends love me (I hope) and tell me when to shut up. <br /><br />On another note (or maybe not so far off) there was a Lunar Eclipse this weekend and I was so distracted by issues with my beau that I forgot all about it. Or I knew, but I decided to deal with him instead... either way, I wish I had taken the time. Eclipses are so rare and so cool. And if you believe in these things it could have some effect on what was happening. I don't really believe much in Astrology, but I heard today that one of the lessons of this moon was "surrender." Maybe I should just surrender. I'm not really sure what that means.Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-64404935625218869442007-02-27T09:31:00.000-08:002007-02-27T09:33:52.212-08:00Say What?!Worst pick up line ever:<br /><br />"If you cook the way you walk, I'd be eating all the time" - some guy in the streets of New Haven<br /><br />It doesn't even make sense! I know where he was going but... what?Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-69989544472563944142007-02-26T09:18:00.000-08:002007-02-26T10:02:25.505-08:00You may or may not knowI do a <a href="http://www.sallyjr.com/">radio show</a> once a week with my family. Honestly, it's one of the most fun things that I do and it guarantees me time with them once per week. I love being with them- they're so energetic and wise; I have more respect for their opinions a lot of the time than even my own parents (sorry Mama and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Papi</span>!) mostly because they seem to be wrong a whole lot less. Don't get me wrong, they have incredibly wacky ideas, but when you clear off the funk, you get to some pretty good stuff. I think that might be the key to life: clearing off the funk. It ain't always easy though!<br /><br />Anyway, I'm taking this "new" job in New York. It's still <a href="http://www.peoples.com/">People's Bank</a> just in a new location. It's really exciting and kind of scary, but Sally, Soapy, Mary Margaret and Steve have been really encouraging. Every time I say "I don't know if I want to go" they say "You're going." Anyway, as the opening date approaches, it's getting more and more exciting and more and more scary! I haven't found a place to live yet. I haven't found a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">subletter</span> for my apartment yet. I have all kinds of fantastic friends in New Haven that I selfishly don't want to leave behind because they make me feel like a superstar and into an area where I know very few people. I do have some family out there, but I'm not sure how much I can draw on them for "popularity." It's also scary because I just found out that I'm going out there with MUCH more responsibility than I've had at any other branch. This is great- it's what I wanted but the realization of the fact that my life needs to become much more career-focused is kind of slapping me on the forehead. It's certainly what I've been asking for, but I didn't think they'd give it to me this quickly. They're obviously expecting big things for me. I better knuckle down and exceed their expectations!<br /><br />Oh, but my social life... Boy do I love my social life. I wonder how my bosses will feel if I dance on the counters. And my love life... leaving my current beau behind isn't really ideal.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">C'est</span> la vie; it'll certainly be an adventure! And adventure is this princess' lifeline!Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899122535346926058.post-6473581205855992372007-02-19T10:59:00.000-08:002007-02-26T09:18:35.646-08:00I need an outletAnd you've just stumbled upon it. I've been blogging here and there for years, but I've never had a REAL blog. You know, one that people actually read or that has some purpose. So here we are.<br /><br />I'll be rambling on a lot of different things, mostly about the happenings of my life- love, work, family... along with other things I'm good at. Like ranting. Or telling you about IRAs. No, I'm not normal.<br /><br />So welcome to the adventure that is my life- it's quite a ride!Sara Tiffany Gannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07988837211507487090noreply@blogger.com0