Tammi's World

I'm Not Surpised!

Not One Bit!!!

I AM 48% ASSHOLE/BITCH! I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me. Take the ASSHOLE/BITCH test at Fuali.com

Found via this post at Accidently Vebosity!!! I did the White Trash Quiz, then just kept going.....Yes, I am stalling, thank you very much!!!

New Years Eve

Well, that was an interesting morning.

We hustled to get Mama's stuff packed and my sister and niece ready to catch a plane. They HAD to leave today - no options.

We got to the hospital by 6:30am. No doctor. By 8:00 every one was antzy and fussy. Still no doctor. Finally......the head nurse comes to let us know Mama's levels are not right. Way Too Low. They will not release her.

Now the decision....AMA or stay? She opted to stay.

I rushed Dawn and H to the airport, pushed them out of the car and headed home. I need a shower and a bit of a rest. Then I'll head up to spend NYE with Mom. I'll take some cards and such and we'll just fiddle around.

I've already made arrangements for someone to pick her up at the airport when they do allow her to fly. But, we can't set anything up until she is released. But, if you know me, you know I've got a couple of plans in place.

I'm planning a "year in review" for New Years. I know, you can hardly wait, can ya?! :-)

But in the mean time, know I wish each and every one of you and those you love a very Happy New Year. May 2005 shower you with blessings and smiles. Love and Laughter.

I have a sign in my foyer. Live Well, Love Much, Laugh Often.

I think that says it all!

Be Safe tonite. Happy New Year!

Damn I'm Good!

It's 10:43pm and I'm home. Mama, is still in the hospital. She is not checking out prematurely.

The tests came back saying she doesn't have any blood clots - thank goodness. HOWEVER one lung is partially collapsed, she has a bit of fluid in there and a "node". That stopped her in her tracks.

We put a plan together with the nurse. After talking with her doctor this evening (while she was having more tests) he said if it came back no clots he was fine with her checking out and flying. He get's there at 7:00am tomorrow......if her levels are where they are supposed to be, she will be discharged by 7:30am. On her way to the frozen tundra by 10:00am.

Let me tell you folks, I did the fanciest talking I've ever done. First I reasoned, then I yelled, then I left. I returned with more reasoning, then understanding, a bit more yelling and Voila! She finally sees things clearly.

OK - I've got to go pack her stuff and try and get some sleep. Just thought I'd let you know. I'll catch up with ya'll tomorrow.

My Mother's Daughter

Hrmph.

My mother has agreed to a stress test. That's done, just waiting for the results.

She's having a cat scan to check for clotting in the lungs.

Then she is checking herself out of the hospital.

I am less than pleased.

She is intent on getting on the plane and flying home tomorrow - no matter what anyone says.

I'm down right pissed about that.

But....nothing I can do about it. I almost understand. She's stubborn, independent and self sufficient. Kinda like another woman I know. One I see in the mirror every day.

So.....she is feeling better. That is good. She looks better. That is good. Is she better? We don't know for sure.

But I do know she hasn't lost any of the mule-headedness.

I guess I am my mother's daughter.

shoot me now.

Update

I've come to the conclusion I am not really a very nice person. Nope. I truly am a bitch. And Damned Proud of it!!!

We have yet to speak with a doctor. Oh, there was on in the ER when they admitted Mom, but since then.....nothing.....no one......not a sign of one. No one but the nurses. And they "know nothing, tell nothing". We were told if we wanted to talk with a Doctor there "should" be one around in the morning between 6:00am and 8:00am. I will be there. In my jammies. (hell if I'm willing to fly in them you can bet your sweet ass I'll show up at the hospital in them!!)

Let's add that no one, not a single Tech has gotten her fresh water. Not once since yesterday afternoon. Oh, I did at lunch time. After they brought lunch and left. No mention. We got her another fresh cup when we left tonite - again after they brought dinner and no mention.

Let's also mention that STILL no one responds to the alarms on her machines. When Dawn is there she checks stuff out and knows what is going on. Me? Hell I don't even know what to look at let alone what to look for! I end up going out to the desk and asking someone to please come in.........scowl scowl.

Finally at 5:30 I went out to talk with the nurse and see when a doctor would make afternoon rounds. Oh, he's not. REALLY?!?!?

I started out by saying I'm not normally a bitch (yeah right) BUT.......and I unloaded. Big time. That's when I was told to be there by 6:00am. Oh, we'll be there by 5:00am. That much you can take to the bank.

Mama says she is feeling better, but a daughter knows. She's still very pale, very shaky, sleeps all the time. They have her on oxygen and well, something is still wrong.

All we want is decent care for our Mother. That's it. Nothing special. Just decent.

Anyway - I'll post tomorrow night as we know more. We still don't know if we can bring her home tomorrow night or not. It doesn't look good at this point.

Thanks for everything folks! I'm printing out the comments to take and read to her tomorrow. I know they will really touch her!!! Ya'll are the best!

A Bit of Perspective

First - thank you all for your comments, good thoughts, well wishes and Prayers for Mama. We'll know more after we meet with the doctor this morning.

I did manage to get a bit of sleep - enough to recharge the batteries. Have called/emailed to change my schedule for the next couple of days, until we know more what is going on.

This is new to me. Oh, Mama's been sick before, but not like this. This terrified HER. The worst part is it is my nightmare coming true.

Bare with me here, kinda need to work this through my system.

Daddy died when I was 10. It's been just "us three girls" since then. Oh, my sister and I have both been married, but to complete asswipes and when it all came down - it was still "just us three girls".

However - my sister and I don't get along all that well. Oh, we love each other, appreciate each other - we just don't get along well. No one is capable of pushing the other over the edge better than we are to each other.

That being said.......right now there is anger over inactivity when all this occured, guilt (over the same issue), bad communication and the list goes on. Usually I'm the "grown up". Since I work with the public so much and have had to rely on my "charm" for my living, it's usually me that plays peace keeper. I don't really have the strength or the focus to do that right now. I'm strung a bit tight at the moment. Also - my 14 year old neice is here. She's the one that had to get my sister for my mom when the pains started. She's a bit shook up and has some feelings of guilt to deal with also. I'm trying to work with her, so that she is able to cope with all that is going on.

Whew - to say you can cut the tension with a knife is putting it a bit mildly.

So.....I sit here in the quiet house, while they sleep. Trying to figure out what my next step is. Oh, I know we still need to hear from the doctor, but I'm one to make plans.....always be prepared.

I think I'm going to call my recuriter and see if I can find a new position closer to Mom. I'm thinking Chicago, as the money and opportunities would be better there. I'll get that ball rolling now. If you think I'm over reacting, you didn't see my Mother's face while she laid there. There are other things involved, that I won't go into right now, but I do believe it's what I need to do. That stuff takes serious time, so I don't want to wait until June.

Also - just so you all know.......be kind to those you love. remember that when you want to say something nasty or cruel. You never know what could happen. As my Daddy always said, the worst thing to think at the end of the day is "I wonder if, and I wish I had". Regret is a horrible thing.

Unexpected

This morning I went to the post office to mail a package to a friend. As I walked in, looking all smart and stuff in my leather skirt and long black coat I slipped on the tile and fell flat on my ass. You know, like that commercial with the so called movie stars on the red carpet, or the guy at the pool. Yeah, that was me. And all I could think of was how I couldn't wait to get home and post it. I had it all planned out, and it was hysterical.

Then I head to Tampa. Needed to run stores. That's a little over an hour from my house. Hit my stores, pretty much on schedule when I had to do a new hire training. No big deal, I enjoy that. Took a bit longer than I anticipated, so got a bit behind. Got into the car and had 3 messages. The first one was from my sister.

She was calling to tell me that they were taking my Mom to the emergency room. It's her heart. Then she continued to tell me what was wrong, but in huge medical terms that I couldn't understand. I got so frustrated that I threw the phone.

I knew I couldn't call her. The message was an hour old. Her phone was dead and she didn't bring a charger. I thought maybe she might have grabbed Mom's and called it, but no such luck.

The second message told me what hospital it was and to hurry.

Folks, I have mentioned a couple of times before what I4 is like. Today was no exception. I dropped everything and headed east.

On the way I made some calls. Coudn't get a f*ckin' soul to answer the phone at the hospital. Called Laughing Wolf and asked for prayer. Called Teresa, mainly because I just wanted to talk to her, she calms me. She knew abit about what my sister was trying to tell me and explained it in simple english. Oh and Teresa - thanks for the email with the links. I'll check those out. Then I called Bou and Lee Ann. Of course I called some family and then, by some miracle I was there.

They weren't going to let me into the room. My sister and niece were already in the ER with her, and I would make too many. Kiss My Ass. I went in.

When Mama looked up and saw me she started crying. That did me in, but I looked at her and said "ya know Mama, if you wanted to stay longer, you just needed to say so.....you didn't need to go to all this trouble. That at least made her smile.

To make a long story short - they are keeping her over night, possibly two. She is stable, but very fussy. I almost feel sorry for those nurses.

I'll fill you in on more of what happened at the hospital tomorrow. Tonight, I'm exhausted and worried to death. Please - pray, send good thoughts, what ever it is you do......the most horrible thing I've ever seen was my Mama in that hospital bed, hooked up to all those machines.

Yeah, What He Said!!!!!

Harvey's hot! (in more ways than one!!)

This time he's turning the heat up on Matt over at Blackfive!

Matt is asking about what can be done to fight the MSM. They refuse to offer up the good, the truth. Matt is asking what it's gonna take to change that.

Harvey answers. It's already being done. It's Matt, Smash, GreyHawk. It's Chaplain Lewis, Sean, Doc Russia, BloodSpite. It's Laughing Wolf, Teresa, Mike. It's Alex and Sarah and Cat.

Yeah - it's Blogs. Those Blogs that share their insight, their knowledge, their TRUTH!!!

GreyHawk has a great post along the same lines. And he brings up a great point. Thanks to this wonderful Blogsphere the truth is getting out there, quickly. There is no more excuse for Not Knowing. It's all out there - and easy to find.

It's coming Matt. Honestly - look how much better it is now than even just a few years ago. That's thanks to people like you, that take the time to share what you know!!

And Harvey's right Matt..........we wanna buy you a damned beer DUDE!!

A Party????

I've made no secret about how much I enjoy meeting up with fellow bloggers. Hell, just getting the opportunity to talk with them on the phone is great, but I'm greedy, I want more, I want it all. I wanna hang out with them!!!!

So.........I send out an email to "The Family" making an interesting offer. It all boiled down to....."Come Visit Me". I've got room. The houses on either side of me are open, and if rented by a group of people, much cheaper than hotel rooms.

Guess what! The dream, the thought, has become a possibility!!! A slight possibility, but a possibility all the same.

You cannot possibliy know the excitment that stirs. Yes, even just the possibility puts a smile on my face. I find myself day dreaming. Ohhh.....I'll take a long weekend from work. No Phone Calls. Period. Ohhh.....I could make a huge batch of my really good pulled pork for sandwiches, bake a couple dozen pies, use my beautiful new blender!! Ohhh.......with the houses so close together there would be 2 heated pools and a spa! Just a huge party..........

Now, if we pull this off, I'll be amazed. Positively amazed. But how cool would that be? Laughter, music, a bit of drinking and lots of yummy food. And the conversations.....oh, the conversations.......it's almost more than I can take!

The only catch is that it has to occur between the 13th of Jan and the 13th of Feb. But there are a couple of "bank" holidays that would work for that. Once we figure out a date and find out who can come I'll get busy. I love nothing better than organizing an "event".

So......what is this ramble all about? Let me cut to the chase. If we can get enough people interested, and select a date, I'll take care of setting everything up here (with mucho polls for input). I'll do the work, ya'll just get your asses down here!!

Whata ya think????????

Ok, Less Than Perfect....

I had it all planned out so perfectly. It was going to be so special.

As you know, Mama has been here since Thanksgiving. We've had a lovely time. My sister and niece arrived last evening. When my niece was here before she was disappointed that I hadn't "done anything" to the pool area. She wanted candles. She wanted prettys. Well by golly - Aunt Tammi wasn't going to let her down.

So.......we made the inside of the house look like a wonderland. (still trying to get pictures folks, the last ones didn't turn out.) We even decorated a couple of the palm trees out front with red & white lights, put lights on the bushes along the font of the house and then had lighted candy canes along the entrance. It was pretty. It looked very impressive, especially since there isn't another decoration to be seen any where in this division.

The only thing left was the pool area. I had an idea. I shopped around and found floating candles. They were smaller than I wanted but would still serve the purpose. I have pretty red candle bowls that I was going to scatter all over out there and a "candle log" to place right in front. And then two 2' candle holders that look like peppermint candies when lit. The cage is too tall and I don't have a ladder so there were no lights out there other than the candles. But it was gonna be beautiful.

So....it's gotten kinda cold the last couple of days. The house seemed chilly but I thought it was just me. Mama didn't say anything. We bustle out of the house Sunday morning, car loaded with work crap and presents for my cousin and her family. My cousin is meeting us at my store to pick up Mama and the presents and then I would get to their house for dinner and the exchange as soon as I could.

Folks - they recorded 60 mph winds yesterday. Cold. Cold. Below 30 degrees cold. Damn!! No one wanted to be at the training class, not even me. But we muddled through and now I'm loading the car back up and away I go.

Dinner at my cousin's was wonderful. I love her kids. Well, they aren't really kids, one is a daddy now and the beautiful Miss C is getting married. And they did good with their choices of mates. Oh, and the baby? The baby is a miracle. So precious, so happy, so damned cute........

Anyway - I got too much stuff (and I love it all) Mama got spoiled (as it should be) and it was time to get home so I can pick D & H up at the airport.

At the house, running around trying to get everything just right. I turn off the filter and pump in the pool and get the floating candles lit and floating. I get all the red candles lit and placed and everything looks wonderful. Execpt the floating candles keep gravitating toward the edge of the pool. Damn, oh well - it still looks great. But they seem so small......

Plug in the impressive display of outdoor lighting (go with me on this one, it was my first time) and SHIT.....nothing......not a damn ray of light anywhere. The flippin' plug doesn't work. No Time to fiddle with it!

I take off for the airport and my sister calls. Shit, they are already there. And it's cold....I'm wearing my winter coat. They didn't bring theirs....

I can't find them. Damnit....I know they are here somewhere!! Round and round I drive and nothing, I don't see them any where. No cell signal in that area so it's a matter of parking the car where I think they should be and standing up on the floorboard. Surely to goodness someone will spot a 6'2 red head, that far up in the air wearing a purple and black heavy winter coat. Someone?? Anyone??? Ahh....there they are.

Driving back Mama kept calling (cell signal back) to find out where we were. Geez.....I gotta say folks, the patience was running thin. My niece was feeling a bit, oh I guess bitchy may convey it. My sister was happy to be here, but disappointed that it's so cold.

Finally......we get home. Mama comes out to tell me the floating candles sunk. Sunk. Damn.

But everything else looked beautiful. Well, excpet for the red candle wax that someone spilled all over the pool deck.

Can I say again how cold it was?!?!?!?

We have a light meal and everyone hunkers down for the night. Damn, it is cold.......got up this morning, check the temp in the house. 55 degrees!!! IN MY HOUSE!!! Son Of A Bitch......the furnace isn't working............

So, today, before I head to work, I've got to try and get the candle wax off the pool deck, dig the floating candles off the bottom of the pool, and figure out what's wrong with this flippin' furnace.

I had the best of intentions.............

In The Back of the Memory....

I was reading about T1G's adventures and observations from yesterday and it brought back some great memories. Some things I hadn't thought of in a while.

Hunting. Yeah, Hunting. Now, I'm not even going to try and ask you to picture me, in my camo, sitting in a treestand, waiting for just the right buck to come along. No, that's not me. But I've always been around hunters and had to do my fair share.

Daddy loved to hunt. And fish. I remember as a little girl, hearing him get 'round early in the morning on those fall days. He'd be gone til about noon, but he always came back empty handed. I just figured, much as I loved him, Daddy had to be the worst shot in the world to never get ANYTHING! It was only after he was gone that I found out, he never took any shells for the shotgun. He just enjoyed being out in the woods!

He used to take me along, for the planning. We'd walk through the woods, early in the fall - before season - trying to decide just where he was going to put that tree stand. He'd point out all the different birds and trees and plants. Since I was a Girl Scout and spent so much time camping I just ate that stuff up! I looked so wise to the other girls, but I knew it was all learned from my Daddy.

Oh, and he'd take me fishing to. But only a couple of times. We get out on that john-boat and sit there all morning. Never catch a damned thing. Later, when Daddy's best friend took me fishing I kinda figured out why. I never realized until then that you need to put worms on your hook! Worms! Imagine that!! Now, I'm sure he used bait when I wasn't there. But I was a young girl, kinda hyper, so it was all about teaching me to enjoy being out, and to stay still for a while. No sense wasting good bait on that!!

When I got married my husband and his boys were big hunters. They hunted for everything. So.......I learned to cook it. Let me tell you.....I can do things with Venison that would knock your socks off! In fact, Mama had me write a cookbook on how to fix many different wild game. Damn, wonder where that is.

But I wasn't just regulated to the kitchen then. The youngest boy would usually come and drag me out to help track a deer. I got really good at spotting the blood trail and catching the trampled brush.

Sitting on the bank of the lake in the backyard, watching the deer in the field over yonder, drinking my coffee - starting my day. I don't get that down here......I hadn't even realized I missed it. I do. Thanks for the reminding me T1G!

My Christmas Card

Since I can't mail you all a Christmas Card, I'm posting it here. This will remain at the top of the page - with new stuff below - until Christmas.

Merry Christmas!!

It's Been A Wonderful Day

I hope you all are having as good a Christmas as I am.

Had the chance to wish many of my friends and family Merry Christmas - even if it was over the phone.

I received two phone calls that put tears in my eyes.

1st my neice is getting married. To a wonderful young man, who has grown and matured in a way that surprises even me. I'm so happy for both of them.....the engagement story is priceless!

2nd my very dear friends are expecting a child. They told their families today, and then called me. I'm so touched, so honored, so thrilled.

So yeah - today was about miracles, love, joy and happiness. Just like it's supposed to be.

Tomorrow? PRESENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WooHoo!!!!

A Christmas Story

Here is one of my favorite Christmas stories!

This, to me, is Christmas!!

It was bound to happen someday...

We all want the best for our kids. You don't want them to have the same stuggles you did, you want to see them far succeed all you ever accomplished.

Well, it's happened.

My Blogdaughter Machelle is featured in an article in USA TODAY!! It even features her picture! AND (like that isn't enough) it all started with a post she wrote last week.

Machelle? Your BlogMama couldn't be prouder. That's My Girl!!!!!

Tammi Torture 101

What the HELL was I thinking? I tell ya, folks - sometimes I just don't use the brains the Good Lord gave me.

I rush out the door early this morning to get my hair trimmed. WooHoo - pretty hair for a day. I get it done at the Mall at Millenia here in Orlando. Hoity Toity, let me tell you. But deep down inside, if I'm really really honest - I adore this place. Designers as far as the eye can see.....sweet little shops with stuff that has my name all over it.

Beginning of the torture. I'm broke. Yeah - no Tammi Shopping, not at all. Gotta pick up a couple of gifts, one in particular, necessities. So it's window shopping for me!

What I'm looking for is a gift for my sister. All she has asked for was a black iron candle snuffer. Easy, right? No....it's not. There are no plain, simple black candle snuffers in Orlando. Trust me, I can say that with confidence. But the hunt, oh the hunt.....THAT was interesting.

I start out heading to Kirklands.Nope. Onward....past Anne Taylor...oh my goodness, I love to wear her clothes. So chic. So sexy.

Dior - no words need be written on that one.

Tommy Bahama - ahhhhh, causual fun.

Damn, I need something to take my mind off of all this stuff I can't buy. Ohhhh Starbucks! Yummy. Pumpkin Spice Coffee!!

Yankee Candle? No. Crate & Barrell? No. No No No.

Meanwhile.....I'm passing store windows with the most beautiful gowns and dresses, pant suits to die for...........Oh Look Victoria's Secret!!

I love Victoria's Secret. It is one of my favorite stores ever in life. But I am only allowed in there to buy stockings. That's it. Nothing else. Not till things get straightened out. But Oh, I can look. Yes, I can look.

The funny thing was I was the only woman in the store. I laughed my ass off. These guys were so out of their element. Absolutely. I almost felt sorry for them. Almost.

Except this one guy. He knew exactly what he was doing. He bought one of these, except in black, a few of these, very pretty!! Oh, and one of these - I like it! However - This one I'm not so crazy about, but then again - no one really asked.

So I bought my stockings and ran, yes ran for the door. I had to focus on my search for that damned candle snuffer. On and on I go. Shop, visit one of my customers, shop, hit another customer store. Finally - I just plain give up.

So, that was my day. I'm done now. Gonna put my comfy clothes on and relax. I get this afternoon and tomorrow off and I'm Gonna Enjoy It.

I just thought I'd share abit about my shopping!!

I Tried!

Twas the day of the night before Christmas,
and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse (or a snake - begone you bastard)

The cookies were baking,
the floors were all clean,
I've only got 4 stores to hit
yeah, I'm runnin' lean.

The presents are bought now
the last one is wrapped
I finished my shopping
the cost - I 'bout crapped.

I'm working this morning
and then I am done
I've got a day off, see,
alas, only one.

Oh, hell - who am I kidding......I'm no good at this stuff. I just wanted to find a cute way to say - Thank Goodness it's Christmas Eve. I have an afternoon off, and All Day Tomorrow!!! Mama and I will be starting my pulled pork (the best EVER), baking cookies, making candies and generally preparing for the arrival of my sister and her youngest daughter. I'm so excited. Of course I have to leave for a training class at 6:00am on the 26th - but then I get that afternoon off too!! Not much of a holiday, but I won't complain too much.

Enjoy the next couple of days. Treat yourself. May there be laughter and hugs. Joy and sharing. Afterall, that's what this holiday is all about!!

I Have A Dream

I love my home. I am very particular about how I furnish it and decorate it. I have a beautiful, comfortable living room that just screams "This is the REAL Tammi!!" My kitchen is getting to the point where there is no doubt it's mine. I hate useful clutter, all small appliances get hidden away. Nothing but prettys and candles on the counters (well, that and a couple coffee pots!).

My bedroom is my next project. I don't think I've mentioned that, even while working for a mattress company, I don't own a bed. Nope. Haven't been able to afford the one I want. Also - what bedroom furniture I had is actually for the guest room - not my favorite so I'll wait for what I want.

What do I want? Ohhhhh, I'm so glad you asked.

Let's start with the basics. I want an adjustable foundation - with wireless remote, 3 position memory, and massage. For a mattress I want foam encasement and a 2" latex pillow top. Yep. That's what I want to sleep on.

For linens....I want this.... And I want to accent with wine red and a touch of black. I want this and this and this as the main art on the walls.

I want this bed, and clean simple furniture to go with it. I want the tv hidden away so it's an after thought. I want candles and crystal, and ohhhhh......I want a haven.

I've never had the time, money or freedom to pickout a bed, furniture and design my very own special place.

Yeah, I have a dream.

Merry Christmas To ME!!!

I'm so darned excited.

I had a fantastic CD collection....it got stolen. I haven't been able to replace most of the cds for several reasons. I love celtic music, and just, all sorts of stuff. Most were picked up for me by friends as they traveled all over the world.

My most favorite Scottish CD was Sons of Somerled. I adore that cd. I couldn't find it.

I just did.

On Ebay.

I bought it.

I'm so happy.

Grandma's Apple Dumplings...

Yummmmmmmmy!!!

INGREDIENTS

1 recipe for a double crust pie dough (or if you're in a hurry the Pillsbury works fine also)
4 medium baking apples, preferably Macintosh
8 teaspoons dark brown sugar, more to taste
4 teaspoons butter
Cinnamon

Make the dough according to recipe. Roll into shapes large enough to wrap around each apple. Remove the core from the apples. Place in center of dough. Fill apple with about 2 teaspoons sugar, 1 teaspoon butter and a sprinkle of cinnamon. Bring dough around apple and crimp at top. Place in an 8x8 baking pan. Bake in a preheated 325° F oven for 35 to 40 minutes or until pastry is golden. After about 30 minutes, juices will form in the bottom of the pan. Baste the apples with the juices. Cool at least 10 minutes before serving.

You can serve with Ice Cream or in a bowl with milk (my preference). These are about my favorite fall/winter treat - EVER! Enjoy!!!

BTW - Don't forget to get your recipe posted and email the link to recipe(dot)carnival(at)gmail(dot)com. If you don't have a blog - email the recipe and Voila - it'll be posted!! Come on......share some of those goodies!!

Randy's Helping....

to save a few relationships this holiday season. He's got a great post up exploring and explaining all that surrounds the effort of Men to Gift Wrap.

Funny Stuff...

I have to be honest. I am the worst gift wrapper ever. Honest. It's true. Gift bags were invented just for me...

Quick story:

My family is very artistic. You can tell I'm adopted....my stick people don't look like stick people.

Mama decided that we would take a gift wrapping class....one of those "family bonding" things.

The assignment was to wrap a gift so that it looked like a mans shirt. Teacher is walking around, admiring everyone's efforts and offering suggestions.

She gets to Mama. Oh, Vi - that is just stunning. I love the detail!!!

She gets to Tammi. Ughh, Ohhhh, Tammi, honey.....you may want to focus on finding a job where you'll make enough money to hire someone to do your wrapping.

Yeah, thanks lady!

I always have crinkles and wrinkles in my paper. My bows always look good, and the paper itself is beautiful. (that's how I forgive myself for the horrible wrapping job - paper so gorgeous that they don't notice the gaping holes or torn parts with extra tape)

It ain't just men that struggle with wrapping!

So, go have a laugh at Randys!!!!

So? What Cha Got????

KoolAid, my muse lately, has posted a great question. What's in Your Wallet? (or what he consideres required equipment)

After reading his list, and those of his commenters all I could think of was Oops. I think I missed the boat.

I will admit that I've applied for a concealed weapon permit here in Florida. With all the crap I've had go one the past 9 months and the amount of travel and freaks I deal with, I felt it was a good idea. But......to date I don't carry anything that could be called a weapon in conventional terms.

What I do carry in my purse....

1) A swiss army knife. It's old and dull but it lies in state on the bottom of my purse.
2)A calculator - actually 2 of them
3) My ID's. I know they are there - just don't know exactly where.
4) White out - hey, you never know........
5) Nine, yes nine, tubes of lipstick - all variations of the same color.
6) More pens than I can count.
7) Note pad
8) My beautiful set of darts....I'm always up for a game.
9) A tape measure
10) A small strand of rope
11) Disposable camera

Now, in my car I have a golf umbrella - perfect for keeping my hair pretty and also a very effective weapon. You'd be amazed at how much damage a 6'2" pissed off woman can do with one of those things.

Reading back through this, I realize I probably better make a few changes. Oh, who the hell am I kidding. This works for me.......If I get into trouble I'll just beat them with the umbrella, tie them up with the rope, paint their faces with white-out, chop off their hair with the knife, put lipstick on them, draw a bullseye with the pen on my note pad, measure back the correct distance and have a little game of darts while waiting for the cops. Oh, and then I'd take a picture.

A Prayer

Mama Vi doesn't like T.V. She's not one to sit still for any length of time. And if she IS sitting she's still doing something. Never waste a moment. They are all too precious - that's her motto.

Anyway - back to the T.V. thing. About the only programs she enjoys watching are the home improvement/arts & crafts shows. So....we've had the HGTV channel on loop here since just after Thanksgiving. All day, every day.

When it's just me, I have FOX News on. I don't listen to talk radio, I don't get the papers - I watch FOX News and read blogs. Period.

So....haven't been watching FOX. Have been skimming blogs due due to time constraints. I feel like I'm back in the Dark Ages. I'm completely out of touch. Not something I'm used to.

I didn't know about the blast in Mosul. I first read about it last night.

Smash shares a link (that I have added to my blogrol)l to Chaplin Lewis, who was there to tend to our Hero's, offering support and comfort.

Lex tells us about the empty chair. (beautiful)

I cry today. My prayers go to those wounded men and women, the families of those lost and wounded, those left to carry on.

I searched for some kind of comfort. SOMETHING. I have to admit, it's hard to find right now.

Here is my prayer....

Psalm 23
taken from the New American Standard Bible

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul;
He guides me in the paths of righteousness
For his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil; for Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou dost prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
Thou hast anointed my head with oil;
My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and loving kindness will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Amen

All I Want for Christmas...

1) When someone places an order, the damn thing gets made and shipped.

2) When I make a call SOMEONE ALIVE answers or at least calls me back within the same week.

3) That someone, anyone, still cared about that little thing called customer service.

4) That people realize telling the truth is the ONLY way to do things. If you lie to me, and I find out.....It's Not Pretty. Not Pretty At All.

/rant

The Human Spirit.....

will not be crushed.....

Thanks to Florida Cracker, we see a touching example of that very thing.

You may remember, starting back in August, we had us a couple 4 little hurricances down here in Florida. Guess what! Things are still not back to normal.

Here's a few pictures of FEMAville, and thier Christmas Celebration!

And that reminds me. The Salvation Army has been the answer to so many prayers. Their assistance throughout the hurricanes and the after-effects cannot be praised enough. Don't forget to drop your extra change in the buckets. Really - every little bit helps.

Didn't Go As Planned

You ever have one of those days where nothing goes as planned? Oh, I'm sure you do! We all do. The secret to surviving them is humor. Lots and lots of humor. Well that, and flexability.

Yesterday I posted that I was taking a day off. Yipee!! Free Time! Tammi Time. Yeah, right.

It started out as a trickle and ended up a full fledged flood. No kidding - I got a total of 37 phone calls yesterday. Almost every one of the a problem/issue that needed immediate attention. Mom was afraid to use the phone cause every time I'd put it down it rang again. I had faxes coming through as I was talking to dealers, and dealers doubling up on phone calls. YIKES!!! I received calles from Reps, out on that long stretch of road, alone - so frustrated they just needed to vent and hear a concerned voice agree and offer support. It didn't stop until 9:00 last night.

I'd get off the phone, having paced through the house - talking, laughing, sympathizing, gesturing, cursing - and just lay my head on what ever flat surface I could find. At one point - even though it is freezing (for Florida) I went outside and sat with my feet in the pool. Mom would ask what was wrong now, and it would force me to retell, but with a bit of humor. Can't sound too much like constant bitching. Plus the telling helped to put everything in perspective.

So......I took the "OFF" off of my calendar and made it "OFFICE". Today? Office. Thanks to all those calls yesterday I've got 3 spreadsheets to do, 4 phone calls that I have to connect on - need information, and need it yesterday. I have training manuals to update and, most importantly of all - expense reports to file and overnight.

4 days til Christmas, 11 days til the New Year. Then a week in Vegas for our National Sales Meeting. After that it all slows down.

**Deep Breath, Exhale** I think I can, I think I can. I know I can, I know I can.

Holiday Message FROM The Troops

Here is a link to the 1st Infantry Divisions's website. Scroll down to the bottom of the page and watch the Holiday Video.

As Sarah puts it "The 1ID website has got the only holiday video you'll see that contains both toy distribution and explosions. Check it out."

It's wonderful. I caught myself sitting a little taller in my chair. I'm so damned proud. I'm so damned grateful. I just wish I could give them all a hug.

Smashing Success!!!

Damn, I have so much respect for those that stand up for what they believe in. Yep, I do.

I have seen more of that thanks to the Blogs that I read. One Officer, and a Gentleman, that I've really come to admire is SMASH!

And he let hit one out of the park this weekend at the "Pity Pablo" rally in San Diego.

You know Pablo. He's the Petty Officer 3rd Class that refused to sail with his ship earlier this month. Well, he's attracted plenty of attention and is causing a bit of a stir. Seems he turned himself in, and a group of his supporters held a little rally. Protest Warriors of San Diego held their own rally.

One of the Iraq Veterans Against the War, Tim Goodrich, was at the rally - supporting Pablo. Smash had a little chat with him. Damn - I sat here smiling and nodding my head. Both barrels folks, both barrels.

Go and check it out. And then head on over to see Da Goddess. She has stories and pictures. A woman to admire.

Smash & Joanie - the signs in the picture are right. Honor, Courage, Commitment - you both are excellent examples of all of those. Thank you!

You Can Take The Girl Out of the City...

But you can't take the city out of the girl......

You are a true Chicagoan! You've probably lived
here for a long time, or are thoroughly
obsessed with the city and its history.
Congratulations! Maybe you should run for
office.


Are You a True Chicagoan?
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HatTip:Wait Til Next Year!!! Thanks Dude. I feel much better now!!! ;-)

Welcome Home My Friend!!!

He's home. Lex is back from another spell at sea!! Just in time for the Holidays!!!

Lex, you were missed my friend. Glad to read you are back, safe and sound, to your family and your readers.

Good luck with the shopping!

I LOVE Billy Joel

Really, I do! So what a pleasant surprise to pop over to one of my favorite spots, that sexy Straight White Guy - and find a link fest to Billy Joel's Piano Man! To make it even sweeter, I'm in there. Me. Little Ole Road Warrior!

Having done these linky lyrics before I know how tough it can be. Thanks Eric! Great Song! Great Links!

You're such a sweetie!!!!

Homage to an Alarm Clock

Yes, you read that one right. I wanna tell you about my alarm clock - it's one of my most favoritest things.

A couple of years ago, it was Christmas time. I was "contracting" (i.e. temping) to make the bills. I had lost the job of my dreams, due to layoffs, and was more than a little depressed and stressed.

My friends M & J invited me over for a Christmas gathering. We sat around laughing, telling stories, listening to music and eating. There were gifts to exchange and I was pretty excited about that. I put a lot of thought into what I give, and even though there wasn't much money I had found the perfect things.

M was especially excited about the gifts this year. He could hardly wait until we opened them. As the time approached he rushed to the tree and pulled out a box and handed it to me. Picture this - 6'2" guy, very daper, very polished - jumping up and down (literally) telling me to "open this one. Open it now!"

So I did. It was an alarm clock. Not an especially attractive one either. It was tall, like a tower. Very modern. Kinda gawdy.

Take it out! Take it out! Look see! It has aroma therapy and cool, soothing sounds. The light simulates sunrise and sunset. It's to help with stress relief!!
If I could give you anything - I'd take away your stress. This was as close as I could find.

I had tears in my eyes. My beloved friend, even with all that was going on in his life (we had both lost our jobs) took the time, and cared that much, to find a gift that he thought would make my life better.

I love that alarm clock. I use it every night - with soft fragrant lavander beads to help to soothe away the tension from the day. It was the most thoughtful gift I've ever received.

It is the perfect alarm clock.

A Little Support

Teresa's Mother-In-Law has passed away. Please....go and leave her a message of support.

Losing someone is difficult, expected or unexpected. The Holiday's are stressful enough as they stand. This is a tough time, and I'm sure she will appreciate your support.

My thoughts and prayers go to you and your family, Teresa. **Hug**

Shhh...Don't tell anyone!

I'm taking a day off. The first since Thanksgiving. I don't have another training class until the 26th, and this week my product is shipping out so I'll have to follow the truck around the state. So today....is mine!!! YEAH!!!

So, what does Tammi do with a day off? Well, I've still got my cell phone forwarded to the house, so I'll be taking phone calls. There are a couple of spreadsheets that need to be done and emailed. Also I made some phone calls on Thursday and Friday that no one responded to, and I owe people answers so I'll follow up on those. AND I need to get some reports fed-exed to my boss.

Wait. That doesn't sound like a day off to you? Let me tell you a little somethin'....there is no mention of driving in that paragraph. No where does it state "get in car....." Yeah - I'll take it, no problem.

My other project for the day - I got pictures to post for my friends. :-) I wanna show off my Christmas tree and some of my other prettys. If the pictures turned out, I'll get them up this afternoon.

SO......Tammi's Got A Day Off!!! WooHoo. I'm stayin' in my jammies, drinking coffee and listening to music while I type. I'm THRILLED!!!!

That Kinda Hurt

Last night I got my widdle feewings hurt. Damn, I hate when I let that happen. Let me explain (like you've actually got a choice on that!)

I'm bustin' my ass right now. This new group of stores is very high priority and we are really slammin' to get everything out and all the training done. As I posted last weekend, there was much driving to do this week. That really sucks the life out of you. Add to that the fact that every day was a major training presentation of one type or another. That, while it being my favorite part of the job, is also very draining. Today is the 3rd large group meeting in a row. Tomorrow I get a bit of a break - that makes me smile.

However........there are some negatives going on. For these roll out - we really put on the ritz. To make it more interesting I like to really pay attention to all the details. I don't just show up with donuts and bagels. I (when possible) will bake coffee cakes to take. Too much right now - so thanks to Publix bakery I still look pretty good. Here comes Tammi with a huge tray of assorted coffee cakes, a couple dozen grourmet bagles, a variety of cream cheese and everyone is happy. I've done that 3x in 3 days. 3 more to go between the 26th and the 3rd.

Oh, and for this group - we have presents. We were supposed to do a "game" to reward people for participating. For every good question/comment you get a card. At the end of the meeting who ever has the best poker hand get's $60 gift cert for Best Buy. The next 2 best hands gets $40 and then, while discussing the 3rd, 4th and 5th - you "throw up your hands, pretends it's too complicated" and give everyone there $20 cert. A nice thought. However, I don't play games in my sessions. I don't need to. I always have great participation and a whole list of really good questions. So.....I just give them all $20 gift certs. They LOVE it and it's cheaper in the long run.

On top of that, I make up folders for every Sales Person. They have training info, spec sheets and other tidbits of info. Each folder is then labeled with the store name, our company name and the date. I have them hold on to them and add to the folders over the year. I always come up with some reference material for each month and they can just keep it in there.

All of that adds up. Oh it makes a great impression. Just costs a flippin' fortune. 20-25 people each store. I got 7 (new opening the end of Jan). Have I mentioned no Corporate credit card? Hell - I don't even have a credit card of my own. So Tammi dishes out the cash. The gift certs will total $2,400 for just the first 6 stores. That's $2,400 the week before Christmas. That's $2,400 after 3 hurricanes and sales that suck. That's $2,400 after losing my largest account a little over a month ago. That's $2,400.

Add in the other stuff and it's just under $2,700. Oh, I'll get reimbursed - but those come in the middle of January. Ouch.

Between being burnt out and bummed over no Christmas gifts for my loved ones - I've been a bit of a.....hmmm how should I put this......bitch. Yeah, that works. Oh, I love the training classes themselves, it's just there's so much work to do, so little time and I'm so flippin' broke.

Mama gave me the lecture last night. Telling me she never hears me say how grateful I am for my job. Never hears me talk with any joy of what I'm doing.

Gotta tell ya. I didn't respond in the sweet, Tammi way. I snapped. I highlighted all the stuff listed above. Mentioned how sick and tired I am of getting up at 4:00am to drive all over hell and back, constantly wearing the game face, and then turn around, prepare for the next day and not even have any money for pantyhose. THEN...because that wasn't enough venting....I tell her how sorry I am that she doubts my faith. That, yes I do pray. All the time. Yes, I do thank the good Lord for my blessings. I ask for patience and wisdom. I just don't stand on a mountain top and declare it.

Silence. Long, deep, dark silence.

Then I apologized. Oh, not for my feelings and thoughts - but for not being more vocal about the positive side of things. She apologized for doubting me.

Damn, this whole interaction thing is still just as complicated as ever. Maybe I'm just not so good at it. Probably better that I do live alone.

Saturday Question of the Day

Every Saturday I'll try to come up with some "out there" question that just makes you stop and think about something not so important. Think of it as a mini vacation. If you have any ideas drop me a line and we'll throw it in here. Who knows, it might be fun.

OK - Here goes

What is your very favorite Christmas song? Come-on....you know you got one. Even if you're really not "into" the holidays.

Mine? I have two. (of course I do) Secular it's Feliz Navadad. I adore that song. I love singing it, I love hearing it, I just love it. No real reason, it just makes me happy.

Religious is tough for me. I have so many that really touch me. But I have to say the song "Mary Did You Know" has to be at the top of the list. It just touches a deep part of my heart. I always tear up. I think it's because it shows the wonder of children. We don't know who they will become, we don't know what great things they will do.....we are simply charged with loving, protecting and guiding them. They are all little miracles just waiting for the chance to bloom.

So...tell me.....what is Your favorite holiday song?!?

Perfect

If you wanted to send a letter to a Marine currently in the Sandbox but time got away from you there is still time.

Blackfive gives up the scoop.

I know I wanted to do so much more. Get more letters out, but have been so busy. Every night I come home and realize what didn't get done. Now....thanks to this new system, I can get a couple more letters out before Christmas.

Thank you B5!

That reminds me...

Kool-Aid has a rant up about some stuffy bitch that he had to deal with at work. It reminded me of a story of long ago and far away.............

Once upon a time, Tammi was young (21) and a travleing teller at THE bank in town. It paid decent money, but no benefits. However, having just spent 2 years singing in a band, money was money and that was her main focus.

So....it's a blistery cold morning. Young Tammi heads out to her 1980 Monza to warm it up before the icy drive to the bank.

Get in the car, ohhh the seats are so very cold!! Turn the key. RoRoRooo. Shit RoRoRooo. Damn it After a few more of those it became obvious that the car was not going to start.

What to do, what to do. It was so early in the morning, and Tammi's sweet Mama Vi was already gone for the day. No one else she knew was up.

So, she counts her precious cash and decides to call a cab. The bus wasn't an option as they lived out in the country.

After an expensive cab ride (where the heater didn't work in the back seat) Tammi arrives at the bank. Chilled, churning tummy and all.

Oh joy. They want her to work the drive through. So into the tunnel she goes to sit in the little box out in the drive to work the drive through on that Friday.

It should be mentioned that the bank that Tammi worked at was the bank that was cashing all the welfare checks that year - whether the customer had an account there or not. Oh, there were rules, ID and such, but anyone could cash their welfare check at any of the branches.

Tammi sits alone in her little box, waiting for the pace to quicken. Anything to take her mind off of the fact that she was going to HAVE to find a way to get her car fixed, no matter what.

All of a sudden up to her windows drives a woman, in a fur coat, driving a brand spanking new cadillac. She pulls up and the little drawer slides out.

Good Morning. Welcome to *cash and crazy's bank*.

Woman glares at Tammi and slaps in the now familiar looking welfare check. *yes, driving a brand new cadillac and wearing a fur coat.*

Just give me my cash, I didn't come here to make friends.

Hmmm....not a nice lady. I think it's time to request I.D. Oh, I know I've seen her here before, but maybe she's cashing someone else's check - I better double check. *evil grin*

Ms. Asshole? I'll need to see your Welfare ID card, please.

I don't have it with me. Just cash the F*ckin' check. You've cashed it every month for the past 6months. I don't have time for this.

Oh, I'm sorry. But we can no longer cash any Welfare checks with the documentation of the proper identification. *Really big evil grin*

Well, I don't have it with me, and I don't have time for your F*ckin' games. Give. Me. My. Money.

On and on this goes, back and forth. Tammi staying calm and actually enjoying herself more than she had in years. Fur wearing bimbet getting hotter under the collar by the minute.

Finally - customer started just yelling. So loud that one of the other tellers (not in the little building) intercomm'd to see if everything was alright.

Oh, it's just peachy, thank you for asking.

At the point where Tammi's parentage came into question she snapped.

The following is as close as history knows to the exact response.

Listen lady. I've about had it with your shit. You know the rules. You don't have the id, you don't get the cash. End of story. Plus - I need to mention I'm driving a 7 year old piece of shit that I can't get started, and wearing a damned denim jacket - and working my ass off for everything I've got, and you....you....you.....drive up here in your brand new car, wearing your fur coat and expect me to jump through hoops! Well, sorry sister - that ain't happening.

The next sound was that of spinning tires as the customer pulled out of the drive through and heading to the regular parking lot. Tammi see's her storm in to Branch Manager's office and begin waving her hands around in a truly dramatic manner.

Tammi? Can you please come in here?

Tammi? Ms. Asshole claims that you've insulted her and made very inappropriate comments. Is that true?

No, not really I just said.....(repeat above).....doesn't seem insulting to me, or in appropriate. Just True.

Well....long story short. Woman got check cashed....Tammi was sent home and told that it would be best if she stuck to the other side of town for a while.

Lesson learned? If you're car don't start - stay home.

So, What's Different?

Wow. I'm actually having a pretty good week. Busier than a one armed paper-hanger, but pretty good.

I've talked to my boss several times - and it's gone very well! I've just about driven the tires off my car, will have given 4 major training classes in 6 days as of Friday. I've sent out my business Christmas cards, cooked, created training tools, dealt with shipping and manufacturing issues and STILL it's been a good week.

So it makes me wonder just what's so different? I know!! It's ME!!

With the new major account I've picked up, and the new independent I signed up last week, I'm feeling on my game. Also - for some reason, I've slipped back into my comfort zone. I've always been a smart ass, always spoke my mind, and there is a certain way I work with people that has always worked very well for me. I stopped doing that for a while. I'm Back.

I was discussing it with Mom, trying to figure out what had happened. The best analogy I could think of was the battered spouse one. I remember when I was dating this guy. He was very nice, but had a bit of a temper. One day, his cat really pissed him off and he just started screaming at it. I was standing about 5 ft. away and when he began yelling I actually flinched and ducked. I had been programmed.

Same thing with this job. I had been yelled and and put down and "beaten" (verbally) so often that I began flinching and diverting just to keep from putting myself in a place where that would happen. Now.....I push back. I actually told my boss the other day we were in the middle of a cluster f*ck and then asked just what the hell he was going to do about it. As soon as the words left my lips I stopped, eyes round, breath held, waiting for his reaction. Silence, then chuckle. I exhaled.

If I am who I AM, and do things My Way it usually works out. And if it doesn't I usually have a contingency plan. That makes me comfortable. That makes me happy.

So.....bottom line. I'm having a pretty good week - even with all the meetings and driving. All because I'm not afraid. I don't know when the switch flipped, don't know why. Don't even really care. It's just nice to be back in a Tammi State of Mind.

This is for BOU....my pie crust recipe

Ok, Ok, Ok.....every time I talk to her, Bou is asking for the pie crust recipe. Here goes. But keep in mind, it is tried and true. If you follow the directions it will turn out as one of the best (and easiest) pie crust recipes EVER. **I'm known for my very good pies. It's my favorite thing to make. Hell, if you show up unexpectly I will probably whip one up just to have with coffee...only takes a moment.**

OK - general directions: The secret to really good, flaky pie crust is NO excess flour and DO NOT TOUCH IT EVER EVER EVER WITH YOUR HANDS! Don't do it, Do Not Do It. Period, end of statement.

You will need: a large tubberware (or knockoff) bowl with a lid that seals. 2 baggies (big enough to cover your hands) or latex gloves (don't ask). Pastry cutter, rolling pin and Plastic cling wrap (Glad Clingwrap is what I use). Oh, and of course - pie plate.

Will make 2 crusts with a little left over:

Ingredients:

Flour - Prefer White Lilly Flour (plain) if you can get it - 4 cups
Crisco Shortening - No Substitution - 2 cups
Salt - 2 tsp
Water - 3/4 cup

Measure water out and place in freezer. The colder the water the better.

Combine and cut in (with pastry cutter) flour, Crisco and salt. Do this directly in the large tubberware bowl. Continue cutting until blended well. Will be kinda lumpy.

Pour water on top of lumpy stuff. Put lid on bowl and shake the shit out of it. Seriously, shake shake shake shake. The mixture will begin to form a ball. It mixes itself. No kneading, no mixing - just shaking.

When a ball has formed and all the stuff is off the bottom of the bowl - just keep shaking. You'll know when it's done by looking at it. It is a wonderfully formed ball-o-dough.

Spread out a couple of sheets of clingwrap on the counter. Tear off a couple of other sheets - same size. Remove the lid from bowl. Place either baggies or gloves on both hands. Then, and only then, split dough in half and remove one half of dough from bowl and place on cling wrap. Gently smoosh it down and place addition cling wrap on top. Pick up the rolling pin and roll that bad boy out. Roll it thin. You'll need to adjust the clingwrap, but it's worth it. No flour. No real mess. Not dry. Flaky crust.

When dough is rolled out to the desired thickness (not too thick, not paper thin) remove top clingwrap. Carefully, pick up the dough (via the bottom clingwrap) and place in pie plate. STILL WEARING GLOVES OR BAGGIES - Press dough into plate and proceed as your pie recipe requires.

Repeat rolling directions for 2nd crust.

**Hint: if making crust for pudding or cream pie:
Preheat oven to 425 degrees F: bake at that temp. for 5 mins. Then reduce heat to 350 degrees F and bake until golden brown (approx. 5-10 more minutes)

Were'd it go?!?

Honest, I remember stumbling into the office last night, setting up the laptop and posting an "I'm Home" and "Thank you all so much for talking me through the drive" post. But I must have not saved it....silly Tammi.

Anyway - the trip was a huge success. The new dealers loved the product and we spent 5 hours reviewing game plans and formulating a line-up.

Just talked to my boss and he can't believe what we accomplished. He actually loved some of my "out of the box" advertising ideas.

But...gotta tell you. I'm exhausted. Got home around 11:30pm and crashed a little after midnight. Slept until 8:00am. And when I say slept, it was more like a coma. Slammed busy with paperwork today, but the cool thing is I can pop around the blogsphere and do a bit of catching up.

Today is the day to catch my breath. Starting tomorrow it gets even more intense until the New Years.

On The Road Again......

Well, the good news is it's Wednesday. The week (for normal people) is half over.

The bad news? It's Wednesday. 12 hours of driving today. Plus 2 really big meetings and a couple small, but significantly nasty ones. I told Mama as I stumbled through the living room this morning....."Where's the glamour? Where's the fun??" Oh, I know it's there. Just kinda tough to spot at 0 dark thirty, before the first cup of coffee.

Special Note To All Those Bloggers I call!!! Talk to me!! If you're a morning person - I'm on the road til noon. Late Nighter? I'm back on the road at 6:00pm and drivin' til midnight. Any and all calls appreciated.

Alright - better get at it. Suit is steamed (it's a lovely capaccino color with a lavender silk blouse). Nails painted a snappy wine color. Make-up? Not til I get to the plant. No sense wearin' it off before I need it.

I'm outta here. Wish me luck!!!!!

TROPICAL FLORIDA???

Check This Out!!

38°F
Fair Feels Like 29°F

UV Index: 0 Low
Dew Point: 27°F
Humidity: 65%
Visibility: 10.0 miles
Pressure: 30.35 inches and steady
Wind: From the North at 17 mph

That's the weather here in Central Florida at 5:20am - Right Now.

Folks - that's cold. Damn it - we got Wind Chill for cryin' out loud.

I'm getting ready to leave for Waycross and I can't find a damn thing to wear that's warm and business.

38°F
Fair Feels Like 29°F

Sum Bitch!!

Damn, hope I can figure out the heater in the car again!!!

It Can't Be True...

But he's never lied before. He is a man of honor, a man of his word, and Sgt. Hook announces that he is closing down his blog.

I sit here with my jaw hanging open, tears in my eyes at the thought of the loss. Not reading anymore of his insight, sharing his stories, his humor, his thoughtfulness. Oh, he explains his reasons, and I am not surprised that is something he feels so strongly about.

But Damn, Hook - you will be missed. More than you know. You have made an impact on more lives than you realize. You have shared your wisdom, your vision is such a beautiful and moving manner. You have been a light through so much of the darkness of the past +year.

My deepest hope is that this is only temporary. Please don't disappear. No matter what you're site will be missed.

A Smile, New Friends, Some Changes

As I posted earlier I got a rough week this week. Hell, it's Tuesday morning and I'm already draggin' ass. And it's not just the driving. It's the schedule, the meetings, the deadlines - just like everyone else, this is just an amazingly busy time for me. So I take my smiles when I can, and cling to the memories that brought them on in the first place. It makes it easier, on those long drives home, smoother when things go wrong, gives me something to look forward to.

I've always told you I have amazing friends. Amazing. And the people I've met via this blog are more than amazing - they are incredible. Part of that is the bond that forms via just reading someone's thoughts, someone's life. You start to care, without even hearing their voice, seeing their smiles. Then, when you do talk, when you do get a chance to sit down over a meal, spend time together it's like you've known each other for years! It's fabulous!!

I. Am. Blessed. Plain and simple.

I started this blog (on blogspot) on March 13 of last year. The first of May I had the opportunity to meet, and spend time with my friend Laughing Wolf. What a great weekend that was, and what a very important friendship that has turned out to be.

Then in June, I managed to meet up with Teresa, blogsister extrodinaire. We'd talked on the phone a couple of times before and talk a few times a week now! She has become more than just a blogsister, she's a sister of choice.

Then in August, during the Hurricane season from Hell, I get the chance to really develop a friendship with Bou, another Blogsis extrodinaire. She talked me through a very difficult time. THEN....I get to meet her and, extra bonus, those precious boys of hers. Again, I've found a sister of choice.

As time marches on I have the opportunity to talk with Johnny_Oh. Another Friend. Another someone that makes me smile with his calls, and the memories of our conversations. Oh - Johnny? We will manage to get together for some jokes and a few drinks. Just you wait and see!!

A wonderful Holiday surprise was next. The chance to not just talk to, but meet _Jon, and a surprise visit from Teresa made my trip home over the holidays The Best Ever. Another bond, someone who I feel like I've known for so long. Someone that I look forward to, not just reading about, but talking to. Laughing with. Someone I care about.

Finally - I had the best surprise on this past Sunday. The phone rings, I've had a bad day, am very tired. I don't recognize the number or the name on the caller ID. BUT......I know I have to answer. I do. It's this wonderful deep male voice saying "Tammi? Hi. It's That 1 Guy!" Oh. My. Goodness!!! What a wonderful conversation. Minutes into it, I've completely forgotten what a horrible day it was. I didn't feel one ounce of exhaustion. I was laughing. He was laughing - what a wonderful sound. I still have to smile when I think of it. Just remembering made yesterday bearable.

I love this! Oh, I've still got many on my list to meet, but I'm just so thrilled that I've had the opportunity to talk with, hug and enjoy so many writers that I enjoy reading every day. Damn, this is addictive. And a change in my life I never expected - but will fight tirelessly to preserve.

UPDATE: Shame on me!! I didn't even mention the WONDERFUL conversation with My Very Good Friend Bloodspite. We had a lovely talk one night that completely over-rode every bit of bad my day tried to implant. ANOTHER great blogger that has become a close friend.

Help Is On The Way....

Don't worry Ogre! We'll get you some help buddy.

In case ya'll are wondering WTF I'm talking about - let me try to explain.

It all started with this post, where Harvey linked to the Llama song.

Well, that certainly hit a chord with Ogre. He actually changed his blog decor for a while to include Llamas (sorry, didn't get a screen shot of that).

Let's not forget the Llamas kissing.

Then about a month later we found this. Ooooooookkkkkkkaaaaaayyyyyyyy.

Now, he has really lost it - IMHO. Ogre, Dude, it's Raindeer. Raindeer, those cute little critters (ok maybe not so little) with antlers, that fly. I'm half afraid that's actually OGRE in the picture.

**speaking in a soft, sing-song voice** It's OK Ogre, I just want to take the llamas to get cleaned, Yeah, that's it. We wanna make them all pretty for Christmas.....No, Stop, Ogre.......NO NOT THE LLAMA SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Harvey - I just want you to know I hold you completely responsible for this. **tapping toes, with hands on hips.**

Harvey Bought a Car

And he gives a great check list of what to look for.

Me? It's pretty simple.

Air conditioning?
Power steering, brakes, windows?
Automatic? (with the traffic I drive in a must)
And most important......does the radio work?

You think I'm kidding? Ha. Well, I'm not.

Here is a peek at my first car buying experience.

Tammi: I have $5000 to spend. I want a car no older than 5 years old, must have four doors, big enough for 4 boys in the back seat, less than 50,000 miles and the radio has to work.
Dealer: This is all we have.
Tammi: I'll take it.

It ended up being a great car.

Second car I bought:

Tammi (to auto broker over the phone): I think those Mazda 626's are kinda cute. Do they get good mileage? (at that time commuting from South Bend to Chicago)
Broker: Yeah, great mileage. Oh, and this one has a moon roof.
Tammi: Cool. Does the radio work?
Broker: Yes, it even has a cassett player. Oh, and it's white.
Tammi: I'll pick it up tomorrow.

ANOTHER Great Car!!!

Last car I bought:

Tammi: I'm a sales rep. I live in my car. I need power everything and enough room that I don't feel cramped.
Dealer: We've got this Oldsmobile.
Tammi: Cool. I loved my last Olds. How many miles?
Dealer: 42,000.
Tammi: How much?
Dealer: $$$
Tammi: Stereo?
Dealer: 12 Disc changer.
Tammi: Where do I sign.

So far so good. Even after the accident Maggie Mae has done me just fine.

Now, I do NOT recommend my method of automobile purchasing. Go Read Harvey's advise.

I just thought you might enjoy the laugh.

Huh?

**rubbing eyes, typing, rubbing eyes, deleting what was typed**

(repeat)

WTF?!?!

4:20 In The Morning?!?!?!?!

Damn!

Time to make the donuts................

Check It Out

As I've mentioned the last Carnival of Jammies is here. And it's now posted over at Harvey's. Hurry up and get on over there. The gang went all out this week. You know, the final blow-out and all.

I'd mention a few of them, but then you'd cheat and not go over to Harvey's and then you'd be missing all that wonderful "stuff" he has!!

Oh, and Harvey? You with an EVIL Twin?!?! The thought leaves even ME speechless!!!

Big Finish

Well, according to Harvey, this is the last of the Carnival of the Jammies. I had big plans for this post - but due to this thing called work I don't have them finished (common theme anymore!)

So, here is a little number I WOULD wear for Christmas, if I had the opportunity. And, before you comment - no I will not buy it and post a picture of me in it. NOT gonna happen.

Just a little number to get you in the "spirit" of things.

Oh and Harvey? Thanks for putting this all together. It was fun!

Saturday Question of the Day

Every Saturday I'll try to come up with some "out there" question that just makes you stop and think about something not so important. Think of it as a mini vacation. If you have any ideas drop me a line and we'll throw it in here. Who knows, it might be fun.

OK - Here goes:

What is your favorite childhood story? You know, that story you could never hear often enough.

I was going to say The Little Train that Could. You know, I think I can, I think I can... but Mom disagreed.

She reminded me that the one story I had to ALWAYS hear was Beauty and the Beast. I loved the fact that Belle was a reader, and that she loved her Daddy. When the movie came out it was (and is) still one of my favorites.

I love the lesson. Look below the surface. Don't take things at face value. But I suspect the reason I enjoyed it so much as a child was the surprise ending - and yes, it was a surprise to me.

So tell me, what was your favorite childhood story?

They Say It's Your Birthday!!

Craig, over at MT Politics has a favor. It's his wife's birthday TODAY and he thought it would be kinda cool if people dropped her a birthday wish.

He said the post would "appear" from time to time over the weekend so I'm cutting and pasting here so you get all the details!

Small Indulgence, Por Favor
Filed under: General— Craig @ 18:27
This post won’t stay up long, so please take advantage while you can.

Thanks!

Drop her a note wishing her a Happy Birthday. What a cool idea!!

But hey, Craig? Doesn't get you out of a really good gift!!

Ohhh....it all sounds so gooooddddd

The Carnival of the Recipes is up and MaryBeth, at Random Thoughts from MaryBeth did an OUTSTANDING JOB! Thanks MaryBeth!!

There are all sorts of goodies showcased. I'm not pulling out any links, cause you need to read through them all.

Damn, I should have read this BEFORE I went to the grocery store.

I'm Earning the Title Now

My Schedule starting Sunday morning:

Sunday 9:00am meeting in Daytona
Monday 9:30am meeting in Ft. Myers
Tuesday 10:00am training/meeting in Daytona
Wednesday 1:30pm meeting in WAYCROSS GA

That is a total of 1,195 miles (conservative) just driving back and forth from my home to my scheduled meetings in a 4 day time frame.

To compare - its, 1,129 miles from my house in Central Florida to South Bend IN.

That does not include my normal stops.

My ass already hurts, just thinking about it.

Oh, and did I mention that it's December 10th? The Holidays? There are a shit load of tourists on the road? Take normal travel time, and almost double it.

Now my ass hurts AND I have a headache.

Have I Ever Mentioned....

That I have a slight Santa fetish??

Here's why...................

A Warrior's Final Request

I recieved this via Matt at Blackfive

This is the email:

Specialist David Mahlenbrock was killed by an IED on December 3rd in
Kirkuk, Iraq.