July 30, 2006

Glimpses of the Weekend

One of my friends from Orlando called yesterday. She was having, what we always refered to as a TnT day. Both names start with T and we usually had at least one "adventure" during our time together, so it was the perfect code.

Anyway - here's a snippet of the conversation:

T: Guess where I am?
Tammi: Mall? Butcher shop? (two of our regular hangouts)
T: Nope. Someplace you love and I never go.
T: Buc's Training Camp. And I made a sign for you. "Tammi Loves You".

hehehehe. And I do love my Boys!

And she's a Dolphin's fan so this was really extra sweet.

Damn - opening weekend of training camp and I'm.....not there. Well, thanks to her I am, but you know what I mean.

The day continued in a wonderful vein. Restful and productive all at the same time.

Had a bit of a scare this morning. Layin' on the deck, talking to Teresa while gettin' some color, when all of a sudden a damned squirrel comes right up to my face. I mean we were nose to nose. I can only hope I didn't break Teresa's eardrums with my scream. Scared the shit outta me. And I couldn't get the little f'er to go away. And I couldn't really stand up - if you know what I mean. So there I lay, nose to nose with a damned rodent, trapped by my own vanity. Gonna need to get a squirt bottle. And fast.

So that's the excitment this weekend at the Belfry. How's your weekend goin'?

Posted by Tammi at July 30, 2006 10:57 AM | TrackBack

Damn squirrels. I hate them. They're nothing but rats with bad perms on their tails.

Posted by: Mrs_Who at July 30, 2006 11:49 AM

LOL! Poor both of you...you for the scare & Teresa for her eardrums!

Posted by: michele at July 30, 2006 12:33 PM

Good God. I think maybe a pellet gun would work better!

Posted by: Richmond at July 30, 2006 04:42 PM

LOL - I thought you were falling off the chair or something.

Richmond - remember this is TAMMI we're talking about. She is not allowed to have a pellet gun... I'm just sayin'.... *grin*

Posted by: Teresa at July 30, 2006 05:52 PM
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