January 31, 2007

I had no idea

We finally made it for our In-N-Out Burger.

Holy Crap.

We were all laughing at folks reaction when we said that was where we were going. WTF? It's just a burger joint, right?

Oh Contraire. That was a slice of heaven, and that's putting it mildly.

None of us got the double double, but everyone single person said they could eat one even after we were done with everything else. It's like fast food crack.

Fresh burgers, grilled buns, fresh toppings, fresh french fries and a shake that, I swear, beats any I've ever had.

Now I've been there, done that AND I bought the flippin' t-shirt.

WooHoo!! Something to look forward to for next year.

Damn. How is it I've never heard of this place before?!?

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January 30, 2007

The Perfect Plan

Everyone wants to hit the town tonite. Can I tell you, I think my feet would go on strike if I tried to keep them in shoes for much longer?!? :-)

I've made it pretty clear to everyone that I'm not trying to be anti-social. I just need my Tammi Time. I had to laugh, because the girls were telling me that it had been stressed to them to keep the laughter and talking in the suite to a low roar so as not to distrub me. That was very sweet. But tonite is a different story.

Tonite we play. So I presented my plan. When you are at a show or convention you never know who is around. Could be a customer. Could be a competitor. So, you really need to mind your p's and q's all the time. We need to let our hair down. We're takin' a cab to a local In and Out and running through the drive through. We're bringing it all back to the suite and hanging out there all evening. Free booze, ,beer and wine. Snacks. No one around. We can dance on the tables and no one will ever know.

We all win. We get to eat. We get to cut loose. We get to kick our shoes off. Everyone wins.

Now, I'm hearing that I'm considered the "cut up". I think it's just the longest amount of time they've spent with me and my smart mouth. I can hold myself together when at work on a daily basis. But after three 10 hour days, yeah, not a whole lot of control on my part. I think I caught them off guard when I started dancing around the booth at closing time singing this....

Tonite it's me and my peers. None of my reps, so there's a bit of loosening up that can be done. They have no idea..........

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Just Another Day

Tuesday. It's finally Tuesday. Today is the last FULL day of the show. And let me tell you - I feel every minute that I've been here.

Yesterday was my big day. Introductions and meetings with my new account, which went very well thankyouverymuch. Then more meetings wiith my largest account along with dinner. It's weird because I don't deal directly with this particular customer, I have a rep that does all that. But still, it was like we've known each other for years. Telling stories, talking football. It went well. And yes, I was nervous about that.

Otherwise the day consisted of meeting up with small retailers and talking with those customers who just dropped in without an appointment. Reps buzzing around wanting a minute here, advice there. Busy. Yeah, that's an understatement.

No star sightings. But then again, yesterday Dennis Quaid could have stood in the middle of our booth and I probably wouldn't have realized who he was.

I'm just sooooo ready to be home. I don't care that it's only 6 degrees there. I don't care if there's snow. I just want to be home. That being said, you'll probably need to remind me of that when I'm there and bitchin' cause it's 6 degrees and snowing. ;-) But right now? Yeah, that sounds pretty damned good.

I was chatting with one of the buyer yesterday about how tiring these things are. She was under the impression that we sales people just live for these things. I just kind of smiled and said not all of us. I notice by the end of the day I'm over sensitive. It's like my skin actually hums. It's sesory overload. I've talked all day. Smiled all day. Shaken hands, hugged, laughed at bad jokes and then there are breakfast meetings, luncheons, dinners. No down time. No time for just sitting. Reading. Writing. I forgot how much I need that. I forgot how very precious Tammi Time is.

Anyway - that's it. That's all that's going on here. Boring, isn't it? I have to smile when folks think this is glamorous. Not so much. It's a double edged sword. You get to go to great places, but you're too tired to enjoy it. The upside is we'll be coming here every January for the next 10 years. I gotta figure in 10 years time I should be be able to at least make it to Disneyland....

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January 29, 2007

Great Message for the Kids....

Ok, either I am over tired or this is beyond stupid.

Have y'all ever heard of the Nick show Backyardigans? Yeah, well, we work with them a bit. So I'm sitting in my room, waiting for my breakfast and preppin' for my meetings this morning.

I have Nick on the TV since I'm too lazy to find the remote.

This show Backyardigans is animated. It's this animal like people that play in their back yards and pretent to take adventures. Yeah, typical kids show, lots of music and stuff.

ANYWAY - I'm reading away and I hear in the background this line in a song "I am the customer and the customer is always right." WTF?

Seems on the show one character wants more than what they are supposed to have and are in the process of demanding what they want because, you got it, they are the customer and the customer is always right.

Oh no. That's wonderful. Let's just teach our kids to be complete spoiled asses. Yeah, that'll make life better for everyone.

I sure hope those Nick people stop at the booth today. I got a few suggestions for them.....

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Star Sightings

I'm amazed at who is attending this event.


I saw Eric Estrada, of CHIPS fame was hanging around on Saturday. I have no idea why. But he was here....


I hear Vanna White is here, she should be in our area today or tomorrow. Also the women from that DYI channel as well as HGTV are all over this place. Our booth is right next to the Wilton Cake booth, so I'm guessin' we'll probably see Martha again, so I'll try and get a picture then.

But my promise to you is, for the next 3 1/2 days I'll keep track of all the "stars". If I can get a picture I will, but either way, we'll just keep track together. Hey, I gotta have something to do between fighting with competitors and running off the foreign deisgners that are tryin' to rip off our ideas......

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California Nights

Well, I've had two interesting evenings. One ROCKED, the other? Let's just say, it was everything I thought it wouldn't be.

Let's start with the good. Saturday evening Sean, of Doc in the Box and his lovely wife Heather drove up and we went to dinner. What a delight. I've been reading Sean since, well, since he started blogging. Through his three deployments, his returns, his courtship and marriage.....He's been a part of my day now for a long time. And to get the chance to meet the two of them was fantastic.

I just feel bad that they had to deal with Tired Tammi instead of my normal self. But then again, on a normal day I can be a bit....well, larger than life. This was probably easier to deal with. :-)

We had a wonderful dinner at a quiet little place that gave us a chance to chat and get to know each other. What a wonderful couple. And, in case you want my opinion, perfect for each other. Ahhhh, renews ones faith in love and marriage.

As with so many blogmeets, we talked of blogging and bloggers. Who we've been lucky enough to meet and who is "still on the list". How small this world really is and how great people really are.

We're all planning on attending the MilBlog Conference in May and really looking forward to it.

Sean has a picture up, mine didn't turn out so well. But let me just tell you - it was a wonderful evening....Thank you Sean and Heather. Thank you for making time to meet up and for an evening of great conversation. It is one of the best parts of this trip.

Now let me tell you about Cocktails with Martha.

One Word.


It was everything I expected it NOT to be. She wasn't at cocktails. And let me tell you, while I was not suprised, a lot of folks were. Did I mention you had to pay for this priviledge? Yeah, there were a lot of disappointed people.

You'd think with it being marketed as a Martha event they would at least have kick ass appetizers. Not so much. Cubed cheese and french bread. Oh, and really bad wine. Oh, and did I mention there wasn't enough? Yeah, they ran out of food.

Anyway - that is not a reflection on Martha herself. That was more the organizers. So, I'll give her a break.

However, the "keynote speech"? Yeah, it was a 30 minute talk of how wonderfully talented she is and the beautiful cards and candy boxes she makes. Oh, and announcing her new Craft Line. The woman sitting next to me leaned over and said "Doesn't she already HAVE a craft line?" Huh, I guess she does now.

As the talk was winding down another woman sitting by me was looking around saying "This is it? We paid for THIS?" I felt bad for her. There are a lot of small business that wasted good money on this particular event.

Seriously, it was a waste of an evening. No really good stories, no ideas, no inspiriation. Flat. Yeah, that's the best word I can think of.

So anyway - now you're caught up with my wild and crazy nights in California.

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January 28, 2007

Can you cover the bail?

Well, today was....interesting. After my early morning start it just got....more interesting.


You can only imagine our intense pleasure at discovering that our biggest competitor (and stealer of our ideas) was located directly across from us at the show. Yeah, keep that in mind, it comes into play later in my day.

The show started out with, get this, a marching band. Yep, a local high school marching band walked through the entire convention center. Flags and everything. Those poor kids. Pulled out of bed early on a Sunday morning for that. I hope they at least gave 'em breakfast....

We were pretty busy. I made some great contacts and actually am working with another military retailer to put together programs that I am soooo excited about. You can only imagine how much I love dealing with the retailers that actually are in business to actually work WITH our military families. It's a passion for me. And this is just what I've been looking for.

I should mention all of our upper managment were commenting on how much help we had this morning taking the sheets down, and again tonite puttin' 'em back up. Hehehe. Yeah, wonder what was up with that? ;-)

We did have a little bit of a problem. I was meeting with a customer, standing on the edge of our booth area. Well those damned competitors I mentioned earlier? Yeah, one of those bastards actually walked across the aisle and interrupted me during my conversation with that customer. Interrurpted me. I glared, and he finally apologized and walked away. As I was walking out to have one of my FOUR ALL DAY cigarettes I saw him on the edge of his booth. I stopped, looked him directly in the eye and simply said - "Don't. Do. That. Again."

My boss was ready to kick some ass, but everyone told him to leave it - or send me in. I told Mama Vi what happened and all she said was "Did they budget bail money?"

My boss is thinkin' he may have to start doing that.

Anyway other than those few incidents it was a fairly quiet day, for a convention. I'm saving Martha for tomorrow morning when I can actually think straight. Plus that needs a whole damn post of it's own.......

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I HATE Petty

I had a wonderful dinner last night, and will post all about it soon. Promise. Right now, I've got to get this off my chest before I get my game face on.

What the hell is up with people? Seriously. Doens't anyone judge on character anymore? Heart? It's not about the size of your bank account or what label is on your clothes. I'm just disgusted.

Let me see if I can explain. I've said time and time again that I'm in a somewhat shallow business. We're judged on appearance a lot. But in my mind that shouldn't extend to our own "family".

I sat at lunch yesterday with a couple of ladies that I work with. I listened to them tear down a woman that used to work with them. They hated her. They couldn't find one nice thing to say.

She was "rough around the edges".

She didn't have a lot of money to spend at these shows.

Her daughter got pregnant in high school.

She was married to a man who was blue collar.

The list goes on and on. Every thing they listed I could relate to. Now, they don't know that about me. Well, except that I don't throw money around at these shows. But the other stuff? They have no idea about my life.

I left that lunch wondering what the hell they really think about me. Then realizing that I really don't care.

Now please understand, over all this is a pretty good group of people. They are just very petty about certain things. It doesn't effect our working relationship. This is all personal.

I do a very good job. I'm very good at what I do. I'm not working to make friends. I work to have a decent life. Period. It's a bonus that I'm doing something I enjoy so much. But it's not a status thing. That's for damned sure.

I judge my "status" by the people in my life. The things that I do. Not where I shop or what I drive.

Oh, and you'll love this one. They were bitchin' and moaning because we have to help set up the booth and take it down. Yes, it's work. Yes it's manual. But it's gotta be done. If everyone pitches in it gets done faster.

Well, since I'm so tall I got elected to start putting up the sheets covering the walls. We do it every night, and take them back down the next morning. It took me 2 hours to get those damned sheets up last night. They were sitting around the conference table laughing and telling stories.

I walked into the conference room when it was done and got their attention.

"I'll be the new girl all week. I have no problem with that. But I will only be the dumb girl one time. Right now. I will NOT be dealing with those damned sheets by myself again. Is that clear?"

You could have heard a pin drop as I walked out of the convention center.

Yeah, I'm sure at some point this week I'll be explaining good behavior to some one. I just hope I can do it without stickin' my high heels ups their ass.

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Bad Timing


I got up this morning around 3:30 California time. I made my coffee, pulled some stuff together for my meetings today and decided it was time to go outside for a cigarette.

So I did. I pulled on a pair of jeans and put my coat on over my nightie. I decided with as busy as I'm going to be I'd use this time to call a couple of people.

I dial AW's number and about dropped the phone when her darling husband answered. I proceeded to give him a rough time for running late and that he needed to get his ass in gear. As soon as I hung up I could have died.

It's Sunday.

I thought it was Monday.

Son of a bitch.

This is gonna be a long week. I sure hope I have friends left by Thursday.....

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January 27, 2007


Well I made it. I'm currently kicking back after the early wake-up, long plane ride and setting up of the booth. Sean and Tragic should be here in about an hour. With this being my only free night this week - I cannot imagine a better way to spend it.

But - I thought you might enjoy this little story.

My room is on the "suite" floor. It's pretty nice, great view. Well, my boss stopped by to give me my key to the suite. I didn't even know we had one. As he hands me the key he is telling me it's stocked with snacks, beer, wine.....

Beer? Wine? Free?!?! I step out the door and ...... slam. As the door shuts my boss looks at me and says "Do you HAVE your key?"


We both look down at my feet and start to laugh.

He shows me the suite and I start the long long walk to the front desk.

Barefoot. Down 17 floors through the shopping corridor, through the main lobby, past the resturant - barefoot.

I explained what happened, they give me another key. And it doesn't work. I end up waiting another 15 minutes for someone to come and let me in.

My boss was still laughing when I got back to the floor.

The good news? The party suite is right next door. There's an ajoining door. This might not be such a bad week afterall.

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January 26, 2007

Best Laid Plans...

Oops. So much for leaving the office at 3:00 this afternoon. Hell, at that time I was embroiled in a fight with the airlines. I usually pay to upgrade to business class out of my own pocket when I check in. (I love the on-line check btw). Well, no seats were available but I've got a shit load of miles so I decided to just treat myself and go first class. Normally, I wouldn't. Don't need too. But I really don't want to spend 3 hours on a plane with my knees stickin' me in the throat. Seriously.

Well, they ended up putting me on stand-by where I would actually have to get to the airport even EARLIER than my 6:00am current target. Got news for you - ain't gonna happen. Period.

So I had them put everything back the way it was and I checked in. I'll upgrade in the morning when I check my baggage. There was a wasted hour of my life.

Anyway - finally got on the road around 5:00. Had to stop and get somethings for the trip, which put me further behind. Long story somewhat shorter, it's 8:30 and I just got home. Son of a BITCH. So much for being in bed by 7:30.

It's like I do this stuff to myself on purpose......

But - I'm finishing up my packing, making sure to include not just the camera but the chord so I can download pictures. If everything goes alright I should be able to share what happens each morning. That's the plan, anyway.

So y'all behave, and I'll promise to do my best. And please, wish me luck - I'm gonna need it!!!!

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Lesson Learned


Instincts. You got 'em. Use 'em.

When you do, it's two fold. Good for them and good for you.

I'm just sayin'...........

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I need more time!

What? It's Friday already!!! Holy Crap.

Am I packed? Oh, hell no. I do know what I want to take, but actually having it in the suitcase? Yeah, not yet.

Shoes. I'm really freakin' about the whole shoes thing. Let me explain. I'm not a spring chicken anymore and 9 hours of straight standing on cement for 4 days is tough on ANYONE. Let's throw in the fact that I only have tennis show and work shoes. Work shoes = 3" heels. Hamburger meat comes to mind. I wanted to swing by the Naturalizer store and pick up a couple of pairs of comfy shoes but never got the time. Damnit. Well, at least I have my Gels.

Why, the week before the biggest show of the year, and two weeks before Hong Kong meetings and Toy Fair, would you schedule back to back meetings and conference calls? Anyone??? Holy Crap. I've literally been running from one end of the office to the other all week. The upside is I'm getting a hell of a lot of exercise. But damn. I need about another week just to prepare for my meetings.

Ok - enough bitching. Sorry about that, but I'm just snowed under. Between preparing for show, preparing for business reviews with customers and learning two entirely new lines that we offer, and just regular day to day business, I don't know my own name right now.

It'll be fine. I hope. Tensions are pretty high right now. Lots of slamming doors and cursing. And not all by me, believe it or not. I made the mistake of sayin' it'll be better in a month. It took about 5 minutes for the laughter to stop.

What have I gotten myself into?????

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Quick - Smack me on the head!

Ok - maybe I'm just still half asleep but I saw this headline and had to stop and reread it a couple of times.

"Brain Damage Gives Clues On How To Quit Smoking With Ease"

The article goes on to say that scientists have noted that when a certain section of the brain is damanged folks can quit smoking "easily".


Well, at least they aren't tellin' me that smoking CAUSES the brain damage. I actually almost expected that one.

But I can see it now.....new "Stop Smoking" clinics popping up everywhere. Walk in, fill out your paperwork and get smacked up side the head with a cast iron skillet. Poof. You're cured.

For cryin' out loud......I wonder how much money they spent on that study.

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You'll Want to Read This - Updated

LeeAnn has a guest post up that is FANTASTIC. She's invited one of her friends to share her thoughts on the incident with the child on Air Tran recently.

It's a GREAT post. Seriously.

And, as an added bonus, check out the comments. My girl got herself a little troll and let me tell you folks.....the smack down is, well, beautiful.

I'm just waiting now for the announcement that Susan has her own blog. She's got a way with words.

UPDATE: WooHoo!! That didn't take long. Get a Life is up and running. Welcome to the family Susan!!!!!

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January 25, 2007

Losing Weight the Amish Way

Oh for cryin' out loud.

Common sense. That's all anyone really needs - common sense.

I saw this headline yesterday - Take A Tip from the Amish

Ok. No problem. Been doing that most of my life.

Anyway - it's about losing weight. What? Gotta tell you, I haven't heard anything about the new Amish Diet. What the hell are they talking about??

This is the part that cracked me up...

The researchers observed that the Amish diet is typically high in calories, fat and refined sugar foods such as meat, potatoes, gravy, eggs, vegetables, bread, pies and cakes. But only 4 percent of those surveyed were obese (compared to nearly 33 percent of modern adults) and only 26 percent were overweight (compared to around 65 percent of modern adults), as determined by their body mass index. This study suggests that the Amish were able to maintain healthier weights because they move so much.

Duh. Ya think?!?!

Now, I will say, this is my thought process 99.9% of the time. My family has a very long life line. And they eat. Meat. Pie. Potatoes. Pie. Butter. Pie. Most Amish/Mennonite families I know enjoy food. Again, it's what we do.

And they work. Hard physical work. If you work like that you can eat like that. Period. Doesn't that just make sense to everyone???

But maybe I ought to take the hint and start marketing the Amish Diet. I can see it now - DVD's with excercise routines. You know Milk the Cow, Clean the Stall, Plow the Field, Scrub the Floor all while wearing the appropriate workout gear. Hell, I could even design an entire line of Amish Workout Clothing! Oh, and I could write a book, and do talk shows. Hell, I'll bet even Oprah would invite me on! Or better yet - I'll just bring it up to Martha during cocktails this weekend!!!! This may just be the break I was looking for!

For cryin' out loud........

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You Don't See It?

I'm a pretty straight forward kind of person. I wouldn't say I'm the sharpest tool in the shed, but I'm far from being a dumb girl.

And, while I may miss an inuendo or two I do manage many times to see the obvious. Well, now that I have decent glasses anyway.

So I got a kick out of a conversation I had yesterday.

We have this product that just NEEDS to be sold in toy stores. Really.

Hey! I'm going to Toy Fair! How about I take this and show it to everyone?

What? Really? We've never done that!! What a great idea. Boy, you sure do think outside the box?

Stuffed animals. At Toy Fair. Yeah....that's a stretch......

My response?

Honey. I LIVE outside the box!

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My walking partners blew me off yesterday. Somethin' about too much work, children needed something at school, yada yada yada. Yeah, what ever.

So I decided instead of walking a set amount of time, I would push for distance and speed. I am really wanting to get to an 11 minute mile. May not seem like much to y'all but for a middle aged, outta shape smoker that's pretty good.

And yesterday was the day to test myself. So I did.

I was just seconds off my pace. And pretty damned proud of myself. I had left my iPod shuffle at home, charging for the big trip next week so it was nothing but focus and thinking.

Like I said, I was just off my pace, and I'm passin' folks left and right.

Ha! She's only 15 or 20 years older than me. Left HER in the dust.

Take that ya old cogger. So what if you're walking with a cane. I passed you!!!

Then I heard it. Slap.........slap........slap slap slap slap. As I glance to my right I see someone passing. He's movin' at a damned good clip. Then I noticed --- he was MUCH my senior. Damn.

So I started to push myself harder. Faster. There was no reason I couldn't hang with this guy. Lengthened my stride. Damn - he's leavin' me in the dust.

But I realized as I glanced at the clock - holy shit, I'm on a faster than 11 minute mile. WooHoo. Go Tammi! Get yer game on!!!!

Then. It happened.

The bastard lapped me.

I got my ass kicked by an old man.

As I finished up my workout and slipped on my coat, I was shaking my head. As I stepped outside and lite a cigarette I told myself something had to change. I was doing something wrong.

I know. I'm gonna need new shoes. That's gotta be it! Huh. I'll have to look this afternoon and see what Speedy Gonzales there was wearin'.

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Kick Ass News.

Over at Blackfive's place - in case you missed it.

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January 24, 2007

Welcome To America!!

And Happy Anniversary!!!

Don't know what I'm talkin' about?

Think Hopps. Think portable container.

Oh hell - just go over here!!!

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Happy Birthday!!!

Today is Cuz's Birthday. The day we celebrate her!!!

And since we're more a pie family than not, this just seem appropriate.


Happy Birthday to the best big sister a cousin could ever ask for!!!!!

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Should He or Shouldn't He?

This is all the talk here in Chicago.

Should Tank Johnson be allowed to travel to the SuperBowl???

A little of the back story:
Johnson was arrested Dec. 14 after police raided his home in Gurnee, about 40 miles northwest of Chicago. Prosecutors say officers found six weapons and ammunition in Johnson's home. He faces 10 counts of possession of firearms without a state gun-owner identification card.

It was his third arrest in 18 months. Johnson has pleaded not guilty to the charges. emphasis mine.

Now I'm all for innocent until found guilty. BUT, he was/in on probation. Just so you know, what I'm hearing is rather mixed right now. I'm kind of surprised. With SuperBowl fever running so high, I figured everyone would forgive and forget for a while anyway.

So, what do you think?

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Around the Sphere....

Just a few quick notes this morning.....

BloodSpite has some difficult news. Stop on over and let him know he's not in this fight alone. And so you know, my money is on him.

Grau is BACK! WooHoo. And about damned time~

The Best Milblog contest has ended. If you voted, thank you. The reward? And Yes, we all win in this one - Well, if you're like me you were introduced to some excellent new MilBlogs.

Harvey is on vacation. I heard the music start to crank. I'm thinkin' comment party!!! Damn, it's been a while since we've had one of those......

Silent Warrior reminds us that a new year brings many things. Job Appraisals being one. Good advice SW. Very good advice.

There's a new blog. Holy Cow. Thanks for the intro AW.

At Ogre's we learn NOT to pet the Llama on the chest. Well, unless you want too. ;-) I'm thinkin' that may just apply to several situations......

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January 23, 2007

Alex and Sally


Two of my favorite bloggers (and fellow Bad Example Family Members) have a new addition to their family.

And it's a BOY!!

I just love the babies!!

Congratulations to Alex and Sally!

And thanks to Harvey for the heads up....

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It's a Small World

I've been in consumer products for most of the past 10 years. Beverage, high end hard goods (well, that doesn't look right when you write it out) and now mostly imports. Three very different product bases. And almost none of the same customers.

Most folks in this industry stick to one thing. You network and develop a lot of flexability. Me? Oh hell, why in the world would I make it easy on myself? If I can do one, then I should be able to do any of them! Yeah, not the way most "normal" people look at things.

So far, it's worked. Kinda. Oh, it's tough. While they are all three based on the same premise, there are very different ways of going to market. And it can get very aggitating, to say the least.

Anyway, I don't know many people in the industry I'm in right now. I'm a fresh faced newby. I'll be proving myself to my customers for a few years yet. And I'll just say right now, I'm about sick and tired of being told "Well, you don't know how it works...." Yeah. But I know how it SHOULD work.

Oops, got sort of off track there, sorry.

Anyway, I heard from one of the girls I used to work with many moons ago. Haven't talked to her in a coons age so we were emailing back and forth, catchin' up.

Seems she is in the same damned industry I am. AND is going to be in NYC at Toy Fair. AND she has connections.

Now, I wish I could tell you how weird that is. Seriously. And what a great help that is going to be. I have someone who KNOWS me that I can talk with about this stuff. Someone who knows the ins and outs of this crazy game I'm playing. Somone who can give me the straight scoop on some of my customers. How to get their attention. How to get their cooperation.

It's a smaller world than I realized, and mine just got a little brighter. A double bubble, as it were. Getting to catch up with someone I really like AND getting some help with work. I'm one lucky gal!!

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I wanted to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers for my Uncle yesterday.

He came through the surgery and surprised the hell out of the doctors. He is doing much better than anyone expected.

So thank you! Thank you very much.

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Where *ARE* Those Damned Cameras?

I got this email yesterday and laughed my ass off. I swear, I've heard a few of these in my lifetime.

My friends used to say I'm a redneck magnent. No matter where I went, I seemed to find 'em. Really, the stories I could tell you........

Anyway - I had to share these with you.

Redneck Man's pick up lines

1) Did you fart? Cuz you blew me away.

2) Are yer parents retarded? Cuz ya sure are special.

3) My Love fer you is like diarrhea . I can't hold it in.

4) Do you have a library card? Cuz I'd like to sign you out.

5) Is there a mirror in yer pants? Cuz I can see myself in em.

6) If you was a tree I were a Squirrel, I'd store my nuts in yer hole.

7) You might not be the best lookin girl here, but beauty's only a light switch away.

8) Man - "Fat Penguin!"
Woman - "WHAT?"
Man - "I just wanted to say something that would break the ice."

9) I know I'm not no Fred Flintstone, but I bet I can make yer bed-rock.

10) I can't find my puppy, can you help me find him? I think he went inta this cheap motel room.

11) Yer eyes are as blue as window cleaner.

12) If yer gunna regret this in the mornin, we kin sleep til afternoon.

And.... the best for last! My favourite

13) Yer face reminds me of a wrench, every time I think of it, my nuts tighten up.

So tell me? Any of those sound familiar to YOU?

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They Stopped Listening

I used to love to shop at The Gap. They were always the first place I went to buy jeans.

Hell, 15 years ago, it was the only place I could even buy jeans that were long enough.

Well, a couple of years ago that all changed. I noticed everything was trendy. I would often pick up casual work clothers there, or my jean skirts. Well, since I don't wear skirts where my ass hangs out and jeans where my crack was prominantly on display I had to stop shopping there.

I also noticed with the change that the stores weren't as crowded. It seems I wasn't the only one that didn't like the direction they were going.

Finally someone in The Gap's Ivory Tower is listening. The CEO is gone. From most accounts they will try and turn this ship around and get back on course.

But that's what happens when you are in the business of retail and don't listen to the consumer. It happened at WalMart this past year. They focused on buying "trendy" clothes and sales tanked. Some trendy is good - but it's not enough to support a huge business on.

I mention this for a couple of reasons. One, I'm hoping The Gap saves itself. I really do love their jeans. And two, it's something I have to think about everyday. No, not clothes. Consumers. What they like. What they want. What they are willing to pay. Without consumers I don't have a job.

I guess for some folks it's easy to forget that. I can't seem to do it. I look at things and figure out who would like it and why. THEN I sell it. It's the formula Mama taught me all those many years ago, and it still works.

Some times, the old fashioned way is still the best. I wonder when these young "whipper snappers" will figure that out?

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January 22, 2007

Asking for Prayers

I just heard that my uncle, my father's baby brother, is having heart surgery as I type.

This isn't the first time. He's been told he has 0 chance of survival if he doesn't have it and about a 10-15% chance of making it through the surgery.

So prayers and good thoughts are appreciated.

Also - another of my friends has suffered a loss this weekend and could use our thoughts also.

Thank you!

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Final Reminder

VOTE for Sgt. Hook!!!!

The contest for Best MilBlog over at VA Mortgage Blog is ending. Sgt Hook is only a couple hundred votes behind. And he is asking for our help.

VOTE for Sgt. Hook!!!!

From what I've seen you can only vote 1 time per IP address, but if you've already voted, spread the word.

VOTE for Sgt. Hook!!!!!

He's planning on using the prize money to attend the MilBlog Contest this spring. What's left is going to Fisher House. So come on! Show this Soldier how much we appreciate all he does. Help get him to the MilBlog Conference.

VOTE for Sgt Hook!!!!!!

Vote Here

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I'll Not Pretend

I grew up in the mid-west. Daddy was a Bears fan, so I was a Bear's fan. Until a fateful Sunday in December of 1996.

But I eventually forgave the boys. Oh, I will not lie to you and tell you I'm a huge fan - I'm not. BUT, I do always root for them, as long as they are not playin' my beloved Bucs.

So I'm happy to see Da Bears are goin' to the SuperBowl! Holy Cow! I remember when they WON the Big Game. It wasn't nearly as moving as 2002 but still, it had it's merits. hehehe

Now that I'm living back in Chicagoland, I'm following them more than I had been. (Mainly because I don't have my Sunday Ticket this year.) And right now it's all anyone can talk about. And it's pretty damned cool.

So to all those die hard fans - Congratulations!! Me? Oh, I'll be watchin' and I'll be cheering' for Da Bears!!

And just think! It only took 21 years for a repeat appearance!! Hell, there's hope for my boys yet!

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I'm Keeping Track

This blog has gone from being an outlet for my thoughts to more like a journal. The main reason for that is there is a lot going on with me that I can't blog about. But I do use it to look back and just keep track of my life. I know it's hurt my "numbers" but I'm learning to deal with that.

What? You thought I didn't care about how many hits I get each day? Well, I do. Anyone that checks their sitemeter and does their best to post every day does - don't let 'em tell you any different.

Anyway - that's not what this is about. This is kind of my true confession. Oh, nothing hot and heavy just a realization I came to.

I'm trying to get healthier. That includes modifying the way I eat. In other words, I'm on a diet. Again.

Now, I found this post from last winter when I actually shared with y'all my eating disorder and what I was going through at my old job. Damn - no wonder I've put on some pounds since I've been up here! What assholes they were!!!

And how different things are today! Now, I'm working with a group of people that are supportive. Encouraging. AND they're nice about it.

There are three of us that walk every day at lunch. At least every day that we can. We're starting out at about 1 1/2 miles hoping to work our way up to four in time. We're all at different fitness levels so we compromise. Huh. Imagine that. Compromising....

Anyway, some of the women are on Weight Watchers, some the South Beach Diet and some, like me, are just going back to a healty way of eating.

We talk to each other. We share what's working and what's not. Some of us are even putting together a plan so that we can stay on track during the upcoming shows. It's great!

This weekend was tough for me. The weekends always are. I had gone to the store and bought all healthy stuff. No cookies. No cakes. I know if they're here I'll eat them. Especially on a weekend. Cause if I get bored - I cook and eat. Period.

Well, the craving hit me hard yesterday. Really hard. My first line of defence was to work out. And I did. It didn't work. I still wanted something sweet. I started to get everything together to make French Toast. No. Not a good idea.

So I had some fruit. Huh. Didn't really cut it. So it settles into my brain and I want.......something Something really sweet, with chocolate. Ok, mandrian oranges. Yeah, didn't cut it.

Anyway, as I'm prowling through The Belfry, fighting myself I realized what was happening. And I started to laugh.

So this is how someone with an eating disorder tries to be healthy. I realized it was the first time in my life I've modified my eating and not gone overboard. Or have I?

Yes, I got on a scale. I know I've said a million times I can't, but I did. And as I knew would happen, the number has stuck in my head. So yesterday I spent an hour trying to prove to myself that I really am FAT. I couldn't find the data to support it. And I looked. Like I said, for an hour.

But I did find that I need the increased physical activity. I did find that what I'm doing (other than the obsession part) are the right things to do.

I've set my goals at a reasonable level. And I'm not even shooting for the old 140lbs. I made myself look at pictures from that time and I just don't want to go there. I'm more focused on how far I'm walking, how often and how I feel. I'm looking for changes in my body. And yes, as is usual for Tammi I'm looking for them now. But, I'm not weighing myself every day. I'm using the scale to make sure I'm not doing anything WRONG, not for any other reason.

So take this as a warning. I'll be posting my progress, one way or another, on a weekly basis. I'm going to make these changes in my lifestyle. It's going to make a difference. And I need to hold myself accountable. I won't bore you with it, or at least I'll try not too. But I do need to keep track.

And if by chance, you're in the same place I am, drop me a line. We can help each other. After all, the best part of blogging is the community we have created. We can help each other!

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January 21, 2007

Ahhhh Sunday

So what's a single midwestern gal do on a Sunday in January?

Well, THIS one kind of kicks back and just chills.

We've been getting snow all day. Now this picture doesn't show you that it's still coming down, and pretty good size flakes, but it is a glimpse at the Winter Wonderland that is THE Valley.


Anyway - I've got an apple bourbon pork tenderloin in the oven with some sweet potatoes roasting at the same time. It is Sunday, and I'm just feelin' like some good ole fashioned homemade food.

Da Bears are actually winning at this point, so it might just be a good week at the office.

Of course, once dinner and the game are over I've got a little work to do.


Yeah, these are the infamous stairs. I think it's a pretty damned good idea to get those bad boys cleaned off today (again) rather than wait til in the morning. THAT wouldn't be pretty.

I'll leave you with a quiet Go Bears! And a hope that you're having a great weekend!

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I'd have never guessed....

"Hillary Clinton 'in to win' White House"

I'd love to say I'm surprised. I'd really love to say I'm not worried.

But I'm not. And I am.


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I'm lookin' for a fight.....

Well I'll be. It snowed last night. About 6" actually.

Now, I guess I could follow this guy's lead, but I'm thinkin' my landlady won't appreciate my efforts as much as his band-o-pirates will.

Naaa, on second thought I'll just stick to shoveling this time. But a snowball fight sure would be kinda fun right now.....

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January 20, 2007

Saturday Question

On Saturdays 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: Soft or Hard?

Yeah, that got your attention, didn't it! LOL

I'm talkin' mattresses this week. Personally I like a softer, or as we who know the lingo like to say Plush mattress. I think it comes from a memory of a trip to Kentucky many many moons ago. We were "put up" in the attic to sleep and the mattress was a feather mattress. Lots and lots of blankets, since it was February and there was no heat up there. I just remember thinking I had died and went to heaven. I felt so small and safe. So coddled.

This is my dream mattress. Latex. That's the key ingredient. I'm just sayin'......

I do like a softer mattress, too hard and I end up hurting. Hmmm....anyway, I was just wondering. Which do you prefer?

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A Great Saturday Read

I've lost count of how many times I've asked you to head over to Lex's and enjoy his Friday Musings. I hope you do on a regular basis, it's worth it.

Last nights post has got to be one of my favorites. Especially the last section.

So grab a cup of coffee and click on over. Read through it. By the time you finish you'll be nodding your head and sitting a little taller.

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A Name? You Want a Name?

BTW - what movie was that from?

Ok, Carmen had her ultra sound! Now we can start shopping. :-)

But she's looking for help with a name.

Head on over and check out what's goin' on.

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January 19, 2007

Cocktails With Martha

Holy Shit!

I'm movin' in a different circle now!!!

I just found out I (and about 1,000 other folks) will be having cocktails with Martha Stewart next Sunday. How 'bout them apples?

Now this should, if nothing else, be the best blogfodder I've come across in forever. And I will even attempt to get my picture taken with Ms. Martha, just for shits and giggles.

But how funny is that? I would NEVER have thought THIS would happen.

Good thing one of my best friends has often been called the Hot Martha Stewart. If these two are the least bit alike, this could be REAL interesting!

Damn, what does one wear to a Martha Stewart event?

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I Want One!!!

Go over and see Pam's new puppy. Damn, I keep clickin' over there just to see that sweet face.

I want a puppy soooo bad. Damn, why do I always pick these jobs that keep me away from home?!?!?!

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Soup Anyone?

Ohhhhhh, you're gonna love this one!!!! Nothin' lowfat about this soup.

Found in the Marshall Fields Cookbook (can't find a link)

Boundary Waters Wild Rice Soup

6 tablespoons unsalted butter
1 cup diced onion
1 small leek, halved lengthwise, rinsed well and thinly sliced.
3/4 cup diced carrots
1 1/2 cups sliced button mushrooms
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
6 cups chicken broth
1 1/2 cups cooked wild rice
1/2 roasted chicken, meat chopped (1 to 1 1/2 cups)
1 cup heavy cream
5 tablespoons dry sherry
2 teaspoons salt
1 1/2 teaspoons ground pepper
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley
1 teaspoon chopped thyme leaves
2 tablespoons slivered almonds (garnish)

Melt the butter in a large saucepan over medium heat. Add the onion and saute for 5 minutes, until translucent. Add the leek, mushrooms, and carrots and cook, stirring occasionally, for 5 minutes, until softened.

Add the flour and cook, stirring constantly, for 1 minute. Whisk in the chicken broth. Bring to a boil, then decrease heat and simmer for 20 minutes. Add the rice, chicken meat, cream, sherry, salt, pepper, parsley, and thyme and cook for 5 minutes, until warmed through. Taste and adjust seasoning as necessary. Garnish with the almonds and serve hot. (To store, allow soup to cool to room temperature, cover and refridgerate up to 3 days.)

Just in time for a cold weekend!!! Let me know if you try it. I'd like to know what you think!!!!

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No One Is Irreplacable

....but everyone should be missed.

It's sad really. One of the managers is leaving. And there is not one person here who is upset about it. In fact, the amount of happy dancing being done here is a little unnerving.

Now, she is very good at what she does - even if I don't agree with what it is she does. I'll just say this, I don't ever want to play poker against this woman. Holy Cow. She can bluff better than anyone I've ever known.

But it made me think about how important it is to not only be good at what you do, to do the very best you can. But you have to also be a decent person.

Now I'll say that from my first week here, everyone said they knew there would be problems between her and I. First, she didn't get along with anyone, as is obvious by the reaction to her resignation. But also, we are similiar enough in some ways that our differences would cause serious issues. And they did. They do.

But take me out of the equation for a second. I just find it sad that a person can spend three years of their life, 10-12 hours a day, traveling for weeks at a time with a group of people and have no positive impact. None.

It almost makes me feel bad for her. Almost. You reap what you sow. Every. Single. Time. If you are nasty and spiteful, people ignore you and celebrate your failures. It's just the way it is.

Oh well. Not a damned thing I can do about it, even if I wanted to. All this does is reinforcement my belief that being good AT something is not good enough. A kind word, a smile - makes a much bigger impact and leaves a better legacy.

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January 18, 2007

It Just Seems Wrong

I understand. I understand the devasation felt when you can not have a child. I understand the feelings that go through your mind as you face a hysterectomy. I dealt with that at the age of 27.

I had been pregnant once. But lost the baby at a little over 4 months. At the time, I thought that was the worst thing I'd ever face in my life time. And it was, until they told me I had to have the surgery.

I remember the night before. Laying on the bathroom floor crying. Feeling like my life was over. All I had ever wanted in life was a family. A family of my own. At that time I felt I was living someone's life. Married to someone else's husband, raising someone else's children.

I felt like I was losing my femininity. I felt like I had lost all hope.

Now I see where doctor's are planning the first uterus transplant. And I have mixed feelings.

One part of me understands why so many are so excited about this.

But the other part of me wonders why people can't look beyond themselves. I understand the driving need to create. I understand the desire to have a child of YOUR own. But sometimes that just isn't possible.

That's why there is adoption. There are so many children in desperate need of a home. So many that need an opportunity for a life.

As harsh as this sounds, and I may be all wrong here, but this whole thing just smacks of selfishness.

What do you think?

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Do you know....

....what is the #1 item purchased in grocery stores?

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California Dreamin'

So next Saturday I wing my way to the coast. Anaheim CA. to be exact.

As my buddy Zonker likes to say, I'll be working a show.

Now I am kind of excited because one of the first MilBloggers I read is going to drive the 90 miles from his location to there and he, his lovely wife and I are going to do dinner. I can hardly believe I'll get to meet Sean (of Doc In The Box fame) and Tragic - if we can work out the details. THAT in itself is worth the trip.

I have a couple of corporate affairs I have to attend but I do have some free evenings. Anyone out near the Anaheim Convention Center? Drop me a line. I can't make a promise that we can work out a time to get together, but I sure will try.

Hey, you know the sayin' All Work No Play........

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It Helps If I TELL You The Rules

In my post complainin' about my flight out of Chicago, Harvey asks a great question.

"Ok, I'm a clueless person who is about to fly out of O'Hare.

Where can I find a description of what is and isn't allowed? Or what procedure I can expect? Is there an instructional video for infrequent fliers?


You know, I should have put this link up there in the first place. I know better than to complain and not offer a solution.


Sorry abou that.

So - HERE is a link to the TSA rules. On the right side bar they have the link to "Permitted & Prohibited Items". From there they tell you what is allowed, the limitations - like any liquid, gel or aerosol must be in a container three ounces or smaller. And trust me, they don't fool around on this one. They WILL take your stuff if you don't have it IN A QUART SIZE ZIP TOP CLEAR BAGGIE. Not every airport/TSA agent enforces that to the tee, but enough do that you don't want to take the chance.

Oh, and these rules are for CARRY ON luggage.

Anyway - check it out. Hell, if you've got a trip coming up bookmark it. It's the TSA official site so it's good for every airport.

Oh, and while some folks laugh at me, I still say get to the airport at least 1 1/2 hours early. And if you can, check in on line from home and print out your boarding pass. It'll save you a lot of time.

Oh and Harvey? Just call me if you run into any problems. At this point, I've seen enough I can talk you through...........

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January 17, 2007

Got Another One!

WooHoo! NATO and Afghan forces captured ANOTHER Taliban leader.

"This seizure of a Taliban commander once again shows that there is nowhere to hide for insurgent leaders," said Squadron Leader Dave Marsh, a NATO spokesman


Oh, and little further into the article I see that an Afghan Security Guard and a civilian managed, with the help of Nato forces, to stop a suicide bomber from detonating the explosives in his car after he failed to get through a check point.

Now, tell me again our mission is failing? Tell me again the Afghans and Iraqi's don't care.......

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Even Steven

Now that I've got my celebratin' out of my system (for now)......Holy Cow. Yesterday was one hell of a day.

I really didn't feel 100% yet, but knew I had to drag my ass into the office. There is only so much I can do from home, as much as I hate to admit that.

Anyway - the roads were clear as all get out. No ice. No snow. Perfect. That said, I saw the biggest accident I've ever seen on the way in. 27 cars over a 1 1/2 mile stretch. There was wreckage everywhere. It was one of those chain reaction things. This guy wasn't payin' attention and slammed into the guy in front pushing him into the guy in front. The next guy saw it happening and swerved only to cause another car to loose control and spin....well you get the idea.

Thank GOODNESS it was on the other side of the highway! Damn. What a mess. The traffic flow going INTO Chicago was all screwed up since everyone had to rubberneck to see what happened. Yeah, fun times.

Anyway, I get to the office and everything was a complete mess. Every email was a problem. Every voicemail an issue. The term clusterf*ck came to mind. Several times.

Finally had to step away and walk during lunch. I felt kinda guilty for not working though but I promised myself I would give Tammi a break during the day, plus I'm enjoying the walking. It's been a while and it feels good to be back at it.

Well that walk changed EVERYTHING. Came back from that and WHAM got approval on all my new programs. WHAM got promoted. Not a little promotion. A full out BIG ASS promotion. After only 9 months. Holy Crap. You couldn't have gotten that smile off my face if you had tried.

So I came home and decided What The Hell. We gotta celebrate! So I had me a pizza and a couple glasses of wine. My stomach didn't really appreciate it, but for a while there I was in a very happy place.

The best part is this will NOT mean more travel. Well, except for maybe a few more trips to Florida (damn, isn't that a shame....) and more time spent on the East Coast. But - I can fit that all into my regular schedule. I just fly out a little later in the day or maybe fly in a bit earlier.

What it does most is make me feel appreciated. It has been a long LONG time since I've heard "You exceed our expectations daily" or "We are soooo glad to have you here" or even "Thank You". Wow. I just sat in that office in complete and total shock. I forgot how good that felt.

So yeah, yesterday was a pretty damned good day afterall. But I've got a feeling today will just be business as usual. And that's alright too. It all evens out.

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A Plethora of Choices

Ok, I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that I'm really working on getting back into shape. Now, it's not a resolution. It just sorta kinda fell into place.

So, I'm walking every day at lunch. It's great. I'm really enjoying not only the break in my day, but the chance to really get back into my routine.

Monday I told you about adding dancing back into that routine. And I have. I just put on the ole iPod and do some cha cha, samba and a few freelance moves as the music leads me. I LOVE IT. And, trust me, I can already feel it in my abs and, well other areas that haven't been movin' all that much lately.

Well, in my search for fun and fitness I will leave no stone unturned. Now I've run across this post at MilBlogs that should appeal to everyone.

Just do me a favor, ok? Don't do anything stupid to get the equipment you need......

All together now................... Wii

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January 16, 2007

Guess What!



They Like Me! They Really Like Me!!

I'm the National Sales Manager - Holy Crap!!!!

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On The Air

Blackfive is going to be on the Laura Ingram radio show today. (Tuesday).

Just thought you'd want to know......

I'll be listening. Here in Chicago it's on WIND 560AM from 9:00am to noon central time.

Check it out.

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Ice, Snow, Cold. Yep - It's January

According to Weather.com it's 11 degrees outside right now, feels like 3. Two days ago it was in the low 40's.

Huh. Yeah, that's kinda cold, doncha think.

Lana has been sitting outside since Thursday night. Oh, I went out and started her for a bit yesterday while I shoveled the deck and stairs to get rid of the ice.

But today will be her first test of driving in this kind of crap.

I don't mind the snow, really. It's the ice I hate. That shit puts even the best car and driver duo on par with the 12 year old that stole his mama's van. And in the traffic I drive in I think the 12 year old may do a better job of payin' attention.

But I think we'll do just fine. Lana has heat. THAT rocks. She's got good tires and I HAVE to get to work today. So I think all those things combined should work out in my favor.

But damn. 11 degrees. Ouch. Guess I'll be wearin' a coat today.......

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The Time To Choose

Whenever you hear someone state that there is "no military solution in Iraq, only a diplomatic or political one," consider that code for "I have absolutely no idea what Iím talking about."

But Buck Sargent DOES know, having been there, done that.

And he reminds us that the choice of helping or hindering our military is ultimately ours. It is our responsibility to choose well.

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I'm a Horrible Person

It's not very polite, hell it's not grown-up by any stretch of the imagination but I gotta do it. I just gotta.

**Ding Dong The Witch is Dead**

There was one fly in the ointment with my current position. One big PITA.

It is now gone.

Do you hear the theme song from the Jefferson's playin'? Well, you should......

And no...she's not really dead. And she didn't get fired. She left for a "more appropriate opportunity".

I'm not THAT horrible.

But it isn't stopping me from doing the Happy Dance, that's for damned sure.

Hey - never look a gift horse in the mouth.

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January 15, 2007

It Makes Perfect Sense

Ok, I'm home sick again today. Yesterday it took every bit of my energy to even answer the damned phone. Today? A bit better but still not really eating.

ANYWAY - I've got the tv on here in the bedroom. I usually don't during the day, but what the hell. I'm going stir crazy in this small space.

So there's an infomercial on for the latest health craze.

Core Rhythms.

For some reason it caught my attention. So I watched.

And it makes perfect sense.

You see, way long time ago I taught ball room dancing. I started out taking lessons to help in my "grace development" and ended up falling in love with it all. ESPECIALLY the latin dances. Those became my specialty.

And let me just tell you - after six months I was in pretty damned good shape. I didn't really pay attention at the time. Hell, I was young and just into havin' fun.

But watching and listening it all makes perfect sense. Dance everyday for an hour or two (or more) and you'll be in incredible condition.

Now, I ain't paying $15.00 + SH for this. I don't need too. I'll just plug in my favorite music and Cha Cha my way to wearin' my favorite jeans. Hell, throw in a Samba or two and I might actually get into a bathing suit this summer.

But I'm actually kind of disappointed in myself for not thinking of this sooner.

Now excuse me, I need to pull together a playlist. I think this has got to be the kick-off.

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That Might Be A Problem

Hmmmmm....seems the ruling class here in THE valley had passed a new ordinance.

No parking on the streets overnight for plowing purposes.

Ok - makes sense.

Until you realize I have no where else to park. The landlady's drive is full. The end of the street is taken up with the guy who moved in next to The Cracker House.

Oh, I pull up and off the street as much as possible, but still - it's as good as it gets.

Looks like I might have to make a little trip to the hall and beg for forgiveness on this one.

I'm really gonna need to be charming......

I'm thinkin' it might not go all that well, just sayin'.

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Time to Vote

Ok you guys. There is a new contest being sponsered by VA Mortgage Center Blog. It is for the best MilBlog.

Now, there are several wonderful MilBlogs nominated, but I have to admit to a particular favorite. Sgt. Hook.

I'm not sayin' the other blogs aren't great. They are. Hell, some of my friends are on the list of nominees. But.....

Hook is active duty. Been to the 'Stan and consistantly puts up posts that educate, inform and entertain. And accomplishes all those things above and beyond. So - this is what I'm gonna need for you to do......

Click HERE and vote for Sgt. Hook. Seriously. Go on. It's time to vote.

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Hello? Common Sense Anyone???

Unflippin' believable.

Ok, so a radio station is giving away a Wii. Cool.

The contest? Yeah, drink a shitload (ok bad choice of words) of water and then refrain from peeing.

Hence the "Hold your wee for a Wii" title.

Cute. Catchy. STUPID idea but cute title.

A woman died. From water intoxicification.

She died from not peeing for a damned game.

I must be missing something, cause I just don't get it.

Maybe you can help me understand. Please.

Oh, and while we're at it, what would YOU be willing to do for one of these new fandangled dohickeys?

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That's One

Isn't that Thomas Jones a nice boy? He came from Tampa, doncha know. Well, he was there for a year anyway......

But that's beside the point.

Seems to me, Tampa may just be Chicago's lucky charm.

I'm just sayin'........

Damn, it was one hell of a game.

Congratulations Guys!

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January 14, 2007

Man oh Man oh Man

Well, I was having a nice calm morning. Really, I was.

Then I read this over at Lex's and my head exploded.

I'm single. I have no children. Does that mean I don't have a stake in this war? In how we fight? In the choices that are made?

I do. I have loved ones that have been/are/will be in harms way. No they may not be a husband/lover/child/brother/sister/father. But they are a part of my life. My heart. Do I want any of them in the middle of a battle? Hell no.

And, I care about the future generations. My neices and nephew may not be of an age to fight, but they will surely suffer the consequences if we loose. As will their children, if they have any. The children of my loved ones will suffer.

I do pay a price in this war. We all do. And if ANYONE thinks otherwise they are existing in a bubble. A bubble that will burst at some point and they will be faced with the cold hard reality of life. No man is an island.

And as a woman I'm even more offended by Boxer's stance. As I read through comments and articles I see quotes like this:

""I think it was more than cheap -- it was degrading," Fox News commentator Karen Hanretty said in an interview. "There's nothing more vicious than feminine politics, and Boxer proved herself a shrill harpy.''

Lovely. Thanks for that, ya harpy bitch. Like we women don't have enough problems being takin' seriously in the world of business and politics. You just pushed us back 10 years...........

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I Wanna Be......

Honest to goodness, I hear this song and I'm here, one of my favorite places. Egmont Key at the mouth of Tampa Bay. I close my eyes and I can feel the sun on my face, the wind blowing my curly mop every where. The smile so wide it actually hurts.

We anchor off and slide into that cool, clear water. The sand so white it's blinding.


There used to be the ruins of a fort to explore but those have since been brought down. But I'll never forget the first time......the history, the beauty.....


And at the end of the day, mello from all the good food, beer and sun this is what you saw.....


So yeah, today I wanna be on an Island in the Sun........

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This is a First for Me

Folks often give me a rough time about how many clothes I have. And I admit, I do have more than most.

And I've parred down a lot. Especially in the last 5 years.

When I first moved to Florida I owned 42 suites. Seriously. And I won't even begin to bore you with the amount of shoes I had. Suffice to say there were a lot.

Since then I've moved a few times, the perfect opportunity to purge. Plus, over the years business has "relaxed". Not so many occasions that call for suits. Pants, nice sweater sets, skirts all seemed to be enough.

So I kept purging. Then I started really putting on weight. At this point I have one suit. One pant suit. And it's a summer suit. Light in color and weight, can't really get away with wearing it in, oh, say February north of Tampa.

Anyway, it's show time once again in Tammi's world. Heading to California in a couple of weeks for the biggest show of the year for us. It's a very big deal. Heavy hitters. From all over the world. Formal.

Then, a week later I head to Toy Fair in NYC. Another formal affair.

And for the first time in my entire life I have to honestly admit, I have nothing to wear.

I've been told Business Casual will not cut it.

New suits are not cheap. And they are not in my budget this year. I was focused on day to day. THAT I have covered.

This could be kind of embarrassing. I'm not your normal sales person. Let's be honest - most are very fond of flash. Flashy cars, flashy suits, flashy watches. Not me. I own, and have owned for my adult life, rep cars. Practical and roomy. No real flash. My watch? Bought it at Wal-mart. And love it. Simple yet elegant. Oh, and it does a great job tellin' time. Huh. Whoda thunk....

And the one thing that kinda rubs me wrong about where I'm at now is that it's ALL about appearance. VERY nice cars, fancy clothes, designer everything. Yeah, been there (well, except the car) and done that. It's not how I want to live my life right now. I've other and better ways to spend my money.

And before you say anything - you have to realize yes - It DOES matter in my line of work. We are judged by our appearance. From our weight to our hair. Our shoes and clothes tell buyers how successful we are. If we're successful we MUST have a good product. If we have a good product they want a piece of the action. It's sad, but it's true.

So - this should be an interesting month. Oh, now please don't think I'll be out hitting the stores. Not gonna happen. I'll just spend some quality time in my closet (wait - that didn't sound right) and figure out what I can pull together.

It'll be fine, but wow. I can promise that never in my past did anyone ever DREAM I'd be in this position in my life time. Tammi? With nothing appropriate to wear? UnHEARD of......

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January 13, 2007


Nothin' to add - just enjoy!

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Saturday Question

It's been a while since we've had a Saturday Question of the day. Bad Tammi. But honest to goodness, it's tough comin' up with these things every week. I'm just NOT that creative.

Anyway - I figure it's past time. So here we go.

These questions all started as a way of giving ourselves a mini vacation as such. Something to think about that is just not that important. Something to walk us down memory lane with a smile. Oh - and if you have any ideas PLEASE drop me a line or leave a comment. After almost 3 years of this, my well of questions is runnin' dry.

So - this weeks question. Food usually gets a pretty good response here, and heaven knows I'm a HUGE fan of food. Which leads me to.......

What is your most secret favorite treat? Something you don't get very often but is just tied up with yummyness and good memories.

For me, well, I'd have to say it's that simple/easy dessert, S'mores. I love them. And not something I get very often at all. Oh, Army Wife made some in the microwave during my visit, and they were very yummy, but I'm talkin' the ones where the marshmellows are roasted over a fire, smushed between two pieces of chocolate candy and grahm crackers. Sticky, melty, oh so bad for me.

Growing up we had a bon fire almost every weekend. With as big a yard as we had there was always somethin' that needed burning. Well, you can't waste a perfectly good fire so we'd roast up some hot dogs (another favorite) and finish the evening up with s'mores. Looking back I realize part of the reason we did that so often was it was clean, cheap, easy fun. But also, damn - food just tastes better over a fire.

We camped a lot. A Lot. Stews simmered over a fire, hobo dinners wrapped in foil and baked in the coals. Clean fresh air. Late night swims and early mornin' fishing. But best of all - in my opinion - s'mores.

So tell me......what is one of your favorite treats, that you don't get very often - and the story that goes with it? Come on. Share. I know you want to...............

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I Jinxed Myself

I knew it was gonna happen. As soon as I posted about how great Airborne is, I just knew in my gut something would happen.

And it did. After returning home from my jaunt my stomach was kind of "rolling". And it continued - and worsened.

Yep, seems I have some kind of "virus". I'm home bound. Lovely.........

The good news is, at least it's a great way to jump start a new nutritional plan. But damn........

You'd think I would have learned by now.

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Kind of a surprise.....

Your Political Profile:
Overall: 80% Conservative, 20% Liberal
Social Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
Ethics: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

Found over at Letters from New York and Ogre's Place.......

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January 12, 2007

Is it Odd, or is it just me?

In my effort to catch up on my blogging I stop over at Eric's, knowing it'll be a wonderfully entertaining read. I see his post on Steve Miller's song Jungle Love, and it spurred a post. Mind you, my mind went in a totally different track, but I've never claimed to be as creative as Sir Eric!

Now, I wasn't going to write about this, but since the crisis has passed I'll share.

We were in a creative meeting early this week. Looking at the designs for our 2008 line.

You have to keep in mind, our main products are children's activity sets. Childrens.

So we're looking at an animal theme. Very cute. Always popular. One thing we always try to do is include an alphabet so they kids can use the letters to make cards and projects. Plus they do really well.

We were trying to come up with a name for the font for that particular theme.

Some one suggested Jungle Fever.

While everyone was nodding and agreeing my jaw was on the table.

Seriously. Jungle Fever?

I kept looking around to see if I was the only one who thought that might not be the best idea.

No one else seemed to have the first hesitation.

I just asked if they were sure that was the phrase they wanted to use.

They all thought it was a great idea.

Jungle Fever.

Now, I don't know a lot about the personal lives of the people I work with. And they don't know a lot about mine. I keep it that way on purpose. It just works better that way. So I wasn't real comfortable pushing the issue. I didn't know my audience and didn't want to offend anyone.

But am I the only person who remembers the origins of that phrase? The negative connotations it raised, back in the day?

Well, I discovered via email they went with a different name. Don't know why, when that was clearly the favorite. But for a minute there I was thinkin' we may need to increase our Customer Service department to handle the phone calls.

But tell me, please. Am I that out of the loop? What would YOU as a consumer think if you were getting ready to buy a bucket of alphabet letters with a name Jungle Fever? Would you even notice? Would it even raise an eyebrow? Seriously, I need to know if I'm that out of touch with things..........

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The Rules are The Rules

Ok - I really don't want this to come across bitchy, but it's gonna. I know it is.

But damn, I wish folks would just pay attention when they are traveling - seriously.

Tryin' to leave Chicago on Wednesday was a trial. Of my patience.

It was probably because of it being lunch time, but all of the TSA scanning lines were shut down, except one. The line seemed endless.

It was just my luck to be behind a group of international tourists. They didn't speak english. Throw in a bunch of "casual travelers" and well, things were moving very slowly.

In a perfect world we'd have three lines. One for those of us that travel alot. One of folks that are on casual travel and one for those who have no clue what the hell is going on.

Seriously. I lost count of the people that were refusing to take off their shoes. Or put their stuff in the bins correctly. It's not rocket science and it's nonnegotiable. You gotta do it. Right or wrong it's the law. Period. You argue and you're only gonna make it tougher on yourself. And everyone around you.

Now I fully admit I am anal retentive. I won't wear certain shoes to travel. Makes the whole screening thing too hard. I check everything. Again, keeps things nice and easy. Yes, I have to take more time at the end of the flight, but that's a price I'm willing to pay. I want to get on the plane and off again. Quick and smooth. Now. if by chance I DO have to carry on, less is better.

And know the rules. Do I like the fact that I can't wear my gels to travel? No. My feet are usually killing me at the end of a trip. BUT, I know they won't pass security so I don't even try.

It just seems so many people think the rules don't apply to them. Yes, we are all "special" but damn it. Not to that extent.

So please, do me a favor. If you aren't a frequent traveler, please check out the rules of the airports you are flying in and out of. And then follow them. Otherwise, that tall scowling woman in the line behind you might just have to say something. And I ain't always polite. Trust me........

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A New Joint

I think my luck is changing. I actually got OUT of Newark yesterday. Early even. AND had a good flight.

AND when I got into Chicago my bags were waiting for me then I walked right on to the shuttle that took me to the bus that took me to the car. No waiting. That's a first.

It was very nice to get home early and NOT exhausted.

BUT - I have to tell you about dinner Wednesday night. Holy Cow. It was fantastic.

We went to Billy's Red Room tavern in Whippany NJ. What a great place. The feel was similar to Fritz's. It's a local joint, warm and cozy and just packed. We were the only "out of towners" there and everyone was very nice.

Of course as we drove in I spotted a truck with a Tampa Bay Buc's flag on it. I told my Rep I was gonna walk in and ask who the Buc's fan was. He begged me not too. I didn't but it sure was tempting. You don't see a lot of those outside of Tampa - especially after this year.

Anyway - the menu was incredible. So many choices it was impossible to decide. We asked the waitress what she recommended and even she couldn't narrow the list much.

Regular bar food with a bit of a twist. Seafood, steaks, chicken. With something just a bit different about each dish.

I went with the baked crab cakes, rice and veggies. He had the scallops with pasta, tomatoes, black olives and lots of other really good stuff. Both of us were thrilled with our choice.

And the beer. Oh my goodness. The list of what was on tap went on and on and on.

I was pleasantly surprised to hear her say Yuengling was on draft. RSM and T1G introduced me to this wonderful lager when we met up down in Florida last month. My Rep hadn't heard of it so we both ordered a glass. Than another. And another. Now, I'm not known for my beer reviews (like some folks I know) and I'm not a huge beer drinker. But this stuff? I really enjoy it.

Made in Pennsylvania, at America's Oldest Brewery, distribution is basically along the east coast. Not much chance of finding it here. I'm thinkin' I'll be enjoying my visits out east a bit more now - something extra to look forward to.

Anyway - if you happen to be near Whippany NJ and you have the time, I highly recommend a visit to Billy's Red Room. You will NOT be disappointed. But watch out for that first step when you're going in. Yeah, I'm just sayin' - it's a hell of a way to make an entrance.......

Oh - and have y'all ever seen this Pubcrawler website? Kinda handy if you travel much at all.......

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January 10, 2007

Sounds like someone I know....

Ok, really. I'm leaving for the airport shortly.

BUT - I just couldn't not link to this one.

I'm over at Florida Cracker and I see this funny story about a couple of citizen crime fighters catching a thief based on an offer of a ride and a beer.

THEN I got to the second part of the post.

Hmmm....especially the first paragraph:

A man who said he is an addict and would do anything for some beer....

I'm tellin' you - the first thing I did was run through my GPS like brain (ok, go with me on this) to figure out who I know that fits this description, in that area......

Gotta tell you - the list was not short.

BTW - anyone heard from T1G in the last couple days? Just askin'.....

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No Rest for the Wicked....

I'm off to Jersey! Just a jaunt, but still......

I'm thinkin' it shouldn't be a bad trip at all. Dinner tonite, meeting in the morning and a flight home tomorrow afternoon.

It's kind of a warm up for the big trips in a couple of weeks. Those are all at least 5 days and involve lots and lots of "socializing". This one? Yeah, walk in the park.....

It's all in the perspective.

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When Do You Like to Do It?

I am sitting here this morning, doin' what I normally do to start my day.


My morning routine is simple. I hear the coffee pot go at a little before 5:00 and am up as soon as it signals that coffee is done.

Then I fire-up the computer and sit down to see what is goin' on with everyone.

I love to blog in the morning. It is one of my favorite ways to start the day.

Now, right now it's a pain in the ass since this desktop is dyin' a slow painful death. I can't see graphics and in most places I can't leave comments on blogger from home. But that doesn't keep me from reading.

I got into this habit back in Florida. Of course, then I worked from home so I had no deadlines or time tables most days. Now, I gotta hit the road or I'll be late for work. And if I over sleep, it throws everything off kilter. Not because I had to rush around, but because I didn't get to visit "my friends". And I have no idea what is going on outside THE Valley.

Oh, I check in online a couple times during the day. I'm lucky that way. In the company I work for now there is trust and freedom. Get your work done and as long as you're not out surfin' p0rn they don't care. But it's not the same. Hell, I hardly even blog at night anymore.

I seem to be all about the morning.

Anyway - tell me. When do you PERFER to do your blogging? Are you a morning person? Is it a midday fling? Or afternoon delight? How about an evening trist?

Just curious.......

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JR Salzman Update

Laughing Wolf, over at Blackfive's, shares an update on MilBlogger JR Salzman who was recently wounded while serving in Iraq.

There are updates on his condition as well as an opportunity to say Thank You in a very practical way.

Whether you are able to donate or not, shoot JR and his family an email. Let them know his service is appreciated. Offer your support. Visit his site, leave comments. It's the very least we can do.....

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Look at the BIGGER Picture

THIS post, written by Airforcewife over at SpouseBuzz, expresses perfectly just another example of how the MSM just doesn't get IT.

The "News" (as it were) is no longer about respect. It is no longer information sharing. It's agenda driven and ratings based. There is no thought of dignity or compassion. Yet, you let one of those reporters or producers be treated the way they are treating those in our miltiary and their families and watch all hell break loose.

Sometimes progress is not for the better. Sometimes it's a matter of remembering humanity. Like Airforcewife reminds us "With great rights come great responsibilities."

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A Question for You

I had a bit of a debate yesterday. About Sponge Bob, believe it or not.

It's kind of amazing to me sometimes the things I have to worry about now. Sponge Bob, what movies are coming out when, Princess versus Ballerina.....it's really taking some getting used to.

Anyway - the general feeling is that Sponge Bob is loosing his appeal. At least among kids under 7.

I know he's still doing well with teenagers and even adults, but I don't know about the little ones, as I don't have a lot of interaction there.

So - you tell me. Are the kids in your life still into Sponge Bob? Were they ever?

You know, I used to attend design meetings on automobiles, nutrition seminars, sleep conferences. Now? Now I'm thinking about cartoons and games. It's a weird transition....

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January 09, 2007

Way too Ironic!!!

I bought Maggie May in March of '04. She really was a wonderful car.

At that time I was living in Tampa, driving I4 (aka The Corridor of Hell) almost daily.

One day, about a week after I bought her I was sitting in traffic (again) and saw one of the most horrific things I've ever seen. Traffic was stopped. There was a car sitting behind a semi, when a gravel truck slammed into the back of the car, pushing it beneath the semi and killing the woman in the car.

Gotta tell you, the visual stuck with me.

A week later, almost the same thing happened to me. Only I got lucky.

However, I had only had Maggie 2 weeks. Not even made the first payment. Damn - that one hurt.

So this morning I'm flyin' down I90 going to work. I'm in the fast lane because, well, I was driving fast. Duh. Anyway, in the far right lane just in front of me I see smoke. Lots of smoke. Everyone is slamming on their breaks.

Would you believe I saw a gravel truck rear end a car?!

No shit.

I've had Lana a week today......

I'm seriously considering seeing if my boss will let me telecommute next week. You know, just to be safe.

But isn't that just the weirdest thing????

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Do You Believe?

Mama Vi had her 1 month check-up on her arm and shoulder yesterday.

After one month her range of motion and recovery is better than the doctor expected AFTER the physical therapy.

Do YOU believe in miracles?

Now, she's still pretty depressed, but it gets better every day.

She starts therapy tomorrow. Please continue to hold her in your thoughts and prayers. This is not going to be easy, and I cannot imagine the pain. But she's a stubborn cuss. When Mama Vi puts her mind to something.....well, let's just say she doesn't fail very often.

So it was a good day for Mama Vi. She seemed to be the only one not surprised by the news.

But then again, she IS Mama Vi.

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Hey Carmen!!!


Tell me.....smarty pants!

***Sorry 'Neck. I know that one had to hurt.....

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The Little Things

When I'm driving to work in the morning I want one of two things. Either a nice conversation with a friend/family member or music. Period.

I really hate the radio in the morning. I'm not a lover of the pranks some stations play. You know, the weird calls or crazy contests. I never have enjoyed them. And sometimes people just get on my last nerve. I want music. Plain and simple.

Maggie May's CD player hasn't worked in about a year now. But Lana? Yeah.....that player is in perfect condition.

So yesterday morning, my first commute with Lana, I topped off the tank and grabbed my coffee at the local gas station and then prepared to begin the drive.

What CD to choose? Oh My. Now, most of my CDs had been stolen a while back, and I haven't been real good about replacing them. But I do have some favorites. Yesterday I was in the mood for love. Travis Tritt does just about the best job with love songs period. My favorite? Can I trust you with my heart. Sorry, can't find just the song so I'll link the video. (just select the 6th video) Damn, that boy can sing....

This morning as I bounded, ok limped out of bed I was already trying to figure out what I was in the mood for....

Damn, it's amazing how much better the drive is when you don't have to worry about those little things. You know, like the brakes working, the wheels falling off. Throw in some decent music and hell - it's almost a pleasure!!!

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January 08, 2007

Gone Too Long

While I was on my little vacation I managed to keep to a schedule, of sorts. I didn't really sleep in at all. Oh, I stayed up a bit later than usual a couple of times and did sneak in a few naps, but for the most part I kept to the usual.

So do you want to explain to me why I'm sitting here this morning feeling like someone kicked me in the head?!? I was in bed early last night. Even snuck in a nap yesterday afternoon. I feel like I haven't slept in a week.

Oh wait. I know. I'm goin' to work. That HAS to be it.

I've commented a couple of times that this has been the weirdest vacation I have ever had. First, it's the longest I have ever taken off work at one time. Well, other than my trip to France a few years ago. But even that wasn't 2 full weeks. And while I didn't get any calls while I was gone that time, it was only because my cell service didn't work there. I came home to a full voicemail box.

But this time? Nothing. I couldn't check emails, and everyone has the cell number. No calls. Nothing. I've never in my entire career been able to step away for that long and not get bothered at least once.

Part of me is lovin' that. And I appreciated it very much while I was gone. But last night, as I was drifting off to sleep I started to panic. Didn't they NEED me? I'm a flippin' manager for cryin' out loud - surely SOMEONE had a question about SOMETHING.

And it's not like we don't have anything going on. We have a huge show in California this month. Hell, it's in just a couple of weeks. Then right after that we have the Toy Show in NYC that has to be coordinated. Not to mention of my 11 reps 8 of them are doin' major presentations. All that and NO ONE felt the need to call me?

I'm kinda freaked out about it. Actually it's more than that. With my history, I'm half afraid that while I was gone they realized they didn't NEED a Divisional Sales Manager and decided to save themselves the salary. Wouldn't be the first time that happened.

Ok, enough of that. I'm sure it's fine. It's just any time you teach an old dog new tricks there is a bit of confusion for the dog. This whole "not living for the job" thing is new to me. I have no doubt I'll walk into a real cluster f*ck and everything will be as chaotic as usual. And THAT will make me feel better.

But damn....I'm thinkin' the drive in this morning will feel like a walk to the gallows.

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I beat it!

I don't think I mentioned that EVERYONE was sick when I was down in Florida. Cuz and the baby, Junior, had it the worst. That whole stuffed up head, cough, achin' stuff. I mean they had it bad. In fact, I've heard Carmen's laid up with it pretty bad now. Hell, even the couple of times I saw T1G he was sicker than a dog. And whatever it is, it's terrible. I started to feel bad on Tuesday morning but managed to not get sick.

Ya wanna know why? Airborne.

I don't know what it is about this stuff that works so well, and I don't really care. It works. Period. I'm not the healtiest eater, and I don't exercise like I should. And while I sleep better than I used to, it's still spotty at best.

So I was a prime candidate to get slammed by this years virus-from-hell.

Say what you will, but I swear by this stuff. I took it every three hours for 2 days and never got more than a few aches and pains. I'll keep taking it, at least a couple times a day, until I get back from New York next month. I don't do sick real well. And there is NO time for that.

So there is my first tip for the new year. Airborne. Seriously. Don't leave home without it!!!!

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January 07, 2007

Got Cha!

Ha! I am about to make some people very very happy.

And I'm gonna frustrate a few others.

You will never believe what I just found as I went through my recipes.

The actual real live recipes for Hooters Hot Wings and Buffalo Shrimp.



I'm thinking Football Sunday just got a whole lot better........

Oh, and no. I'm not sharin' these. They were a gift and I had to promise not to. Sorry.

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Once Upon a Time.....

Isn't it strange how the mind works? Well, mine at least.

Today is January 7th. I would have been married 22 years today.

Holy Crap.

Now, realize this - I'm not sitting here mourning and wallowing in beautiful memories. Not at all.

But I am reflecting. And realizing that we need to pay attention to our instincts.

My wedding day dawned warm and rainy. Actually there were thunderstorms. In January for cryin' out loud. Sign #1.

None of my friends would come to my wedding. None. I didn't even have a Maid of Honor I chose. She was the wife of my husband's friend. I had never met her. Sign #2.

I couldn't afford nice flowers. So I had picked up some silk/plastic flowers at the dime store and spent the evening before tryin' to make arrangements. You have to have flowers at a wedding for cryin' out loud. Well, my hands were nothing but a series of cuts. Bloody and raw. Sign #3.

I had found some tablecloth lace really cheap and designed a dress that I wanted. A lady from my husbands bowling league had agreed to put it together for me. She sewed it wrong. It was pretty horrible. Sign #4.

We exchanged vows at his sister's farm house. Surrounded by family. They didn't like me much. There were about 18 people present. By an hour before the ceremony started they had already drank 3 cases of beer. Not a single picture was taken that didn't include a Lite Beer can in it. Sign #5.

My husband was 2 hours late for the ceremony. He was sitting in a bar the next town over. "Celebrating". He was so drunk during the vow exchange I remember thinking I could get an annulment based on that fact alone. Then realizing that wasn't an option. Sign #6.

I tried to leave. Several times. Before he even got there. The funniest picture looks staged. It's me, in my horrible wedding dress, pulling on the front door handle trying to leave. My MIL had thrown herself in front of me blocking my way. Mama Vi was standing behind me trying to push me through. Sign #7.

Looking back at this list, and it is by no means complete - just the highlights, all I can do is shake my head. Why? Why did I do it when I KNEW it was wrong. I DIDN'T want to marry him. BUT - and this is huge. I thought it was my only choice. I thought it was my lot in life. Seriously. AND his boys needed someone. I needed someone to need me.

I did NOT get married thinking it would not work. When I said those vows I committed myself for life. Divorce was not an option.

And I remember the day I found out the divorce was final. I actually cried. As stupid and pathetic as that sounds I did. In my mind marriage is one of, if not the most important commitment we will ever make. Not to be taken lightly. And the failure of mine weighed heavy.

So today I remember. And I wonder if he does. And I promise myself again that I will pay attention to my insticts. I will not ignore the signs.

And I will never SETTLE again.

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Not The Same

I've realized over the past few years, and actually had this conversation just the other day, that I can no longer watch a movie the same way.

Not since 9/11/01.

I would try to express the thoughts and feelings I have about that fact, but Jack Army does it better than I could ever hope to.....

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A New Read

While breezing through a few blogs during my visit with Army Wife, she introduced me to a new MilBlogger (new to me anyway). Badgers Forward.

Badger 6 is currently in Iraq and has a fantastic blog. Seriously, if he isn't on your blogroll or list of regular reads you really need to correct that. I have.

Anyway - the first post I read was entitled Combat - On The Home Front. AW and I sat on her couch reading through it with tears in our eyes. She, knowing. Me, imagining.

Seriously - go and read this. If you can get through it without a tear in your eye or a lump in your throat you've got more steel in your spine than I do.

And then remember - remember that while our military men and women are putting themselves in harms way for the mission, their families are sacrificing as well. And we need to keep them in our thoughts and prayers. The men and women, moms and dads that stay behind, holding everything together are the heart of the mission. The glue.

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Not In Kansas Anymore....

I really have to upgrade my toys. I can't seem to get anything to work right anymore - and it couldn't POSSIBLY be the operator, could it? ;-)

Anyway, I made it home last night. The PC was giving me some issues so I didn't get a post up and I really didn't want to work on it then. But everything is fine now. AND - The trip was completely uneventful.

Well, until I parked Lana in front of The Belfry. As I was sitting in the car, gathering my stuff they announced the weather forecast.

Monday. Snow showers. Haven't heard those words in a while.

Yep, I'm home now.........

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January 06, 2007

Tearing Myself Away

Good Morning!!

Here in the AW houshold we are all up and about. The Collective are introducing me to the movie Stuart Little. Kind of a cute movie. Lots of good lessons.....

Yesterday was great! We played and and wrestled and cuddled up. We went out for some damned good BBQ for lunch. There was singing and dancing and jokes and games.

After everyone was settled AW and made ourselves a drink and hunkered down to watch a movie. That never got turned on. WE sat and talked for hours. And hours.

Part of it was just the joy of conversation. The other part was the fact that we made ourselves a Starbuck's and Bailey's to end the day. Yeah, two fairly "energetic" women drinking coffee drinks at midnight. NOT an early night.

Anyway - I awoke to a sweet "Good Morning Tammi! Wake up, it's a new day!!!" How can you possibly not have a good day with that????

I just checked the atlas for the trip home and realized I have about a 10 hour drive in front of me. Not so bad. We'll hangout a bit this morning, watch a movie, eat some breakfast and then I'll load up Lana and we'll head home. It was a great visit, just too damned short. But you probably guessed that.

I'll be home tonite. In THE valley. Seems strange. It really feels like I've been gone for months. Damn, I hope I can find my way home. Yeah, that would be typical Tammi - gettin' lost on my way home.......

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January 05, 2007

I'm Here

Sorry for the delay in letting everyone know it's all ok - but AW has me blocked, for cryin' out loud.....

Anyway - I'm here in Arkansas safe and sound. I arrived mid day yesterday.

The problem with the car was nothing major (but more than lack of gas, as SOME people insinuated....). It was something the dealer DIDN'T take care of and nothing to do with the quality of the car.

Lana and I had a chance to bond and learn about each other. She drives like a dream. I'm sooo very happy with her. The only problem I had was around 11:30 Wednesday night, in the boondocks of Alabama, on a long lonley stretch of highway. My over active imagination started to wonder what I would do if she suddenly decided she wanted to rest. Now. No people. No cell signal......Then I was trying to remember if Alabama had serial killers. THEN I thought maybe that was where all "successful" serial killers got their start. Yeah, let's just say I was very happy to finally reach Tupelo.

Last night I had a wonderful dinner (check out the recipe HERE) and lots of hugs from The Collective. AW, DH and I sat around the dinner table talking, laughing and telling stories until midnight. It was very close to being a perfect evening. Can I just say how much I love these people?!?

So today we'll chat and catch up. These babies are just cracking me up. I'm thinking of making Grandma's Apricot/Pineapple pie. I know AW will love it.

But the most important part is to just hang out. I don't know when I'll get a chance to get back down here. I have to leave tomorrow so y'all will just have to excuse me if I don't do anymore posting or visiting. THIS is important.

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January 03, 2007

It's Ugly - er

Pissed does not begin to cover my mood right now.

And before you ask, yes I am still in St. Pete.

Seems Lana doesn't want to leave. At all.

I called the dealer and got a bit of run around. Oh, I'm not done with them yet, but I just don't trust them to fix her at this point. At. All.

So - once we get her going, I'm heading to my beloved new nephew's place. You see, he is a very talented mechanic and has mucho experience with these cars. He will check it out and we will get everything taken care of. THEN I will be on the road for good. I have every confidence in him. Hell, after a few days in my company I'm SURE he wants me out of this state.

THIS does NOT make me happy.

UPDATE: Well, Lana is just not cooperating. I just called a tow and they are taking me back to the dealer. I can tell you this much - he will NOT be happy to see me. Yeah, let's just leave it at that. So - I'm off to the garage. If you hear of any explosions down this way, it's either my head exploding or me losing my temper with these jerk wads......

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On the road again. I'm just about to get on the road again....

Come on now, I know you're singing along. Eddie Rabbit's got nothin' on us.......

Anyway, it's that time. I'm headin' back across that Mason/Dixon Line.

Lana and I are ready to go. We did have a bit of an incident last night, but the problem ended up being that I bought a car smarter than I am.

I'm hoping to hit Arkansas early evening. Yes, that's right. I'm headin' to Army Wife's home. Hey, there's a certain 5 year old who just had a birthday. I've GOT to go wish him a wonderful year.

Anyway, it's been a good week and a half. And I'm already trying to figure out when I can get back here - but it'll probably be at least 6 months. Life back in THE Valley is going to be very busy once I get home, plus I need to go spend some time with Mama Vi.

I guess you can just take this post as a warning, of sorts. The Road Warrior Rides Again!!!

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January 02, 2007

I better Polish Up that Halo

Found this over at Quality Weenie's......

Your Deadly Sins

Sloth: 40%
Envy: 20%
Gluttony: 20%
Wrath: 20%
Greed: 0%
Lust: 0%
Pride: 0%
Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%
You will die while sleeping - and no one will notice.

How Sinful Are You?


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It *IS* The Thought That Counts

I was clicking through the blogosphere this morning, slowly waking up and coming to terms that it's a brand new year.

Over at Og's, he has posted about how doin' those little things for his wife now and again is better, and even more appreciated than those dozen roses and flashy gifts.

That stands for just about every woman I know.

For me, just knowing I'm thought of makes me happy. A call when I least expect it. A note. A meal waiting at the end (or beginning) of a long day. Hell, I've said it often enough but it still stands true. Bring me fresh coffee in the morning, that I didn't have to make, and I'm as happy as a bug in a rug.

But I've always believed the details, those small things, speak so much louder than the flash. I've had both. And I'm not real trusting of the flash. Words are easy. Over the top? Piece of cake. But it's those thoughtful deeds that say the most. Because they are, above all else, thoughtful.

So keep that tucked in the back of your mind as you get back into the grindstone that is everyday life. You want to show you care? Say you matter to me? Give them something that only you can give. The knowledge that you thought of them......

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I am late in posting this, but in case you haven't seen it else where....There is heartbreaking news from over the new year. SC Eagle over at A Storm in Afghanistan has lost his wife.

His tribute to her, their love and life together serves to remind us of what is most important in this world.

Rest in God's Peace Ellicia, and our prayers are with SC Eagle and their children through this very difficult time.

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January 01, 2007

A Great Start

Damn. In my overly analytical, typically Tammi dramatic self review post of earlier today I forgot to tell y'all how wonderfully my new year started.

I am one lucky lady. Let me tell you. This afternoon, on my way back from Bradenton I had the absolute pleasure of having lunch/breakfast with two incredibly handsome men.

Zonker was driving through on his way back to Georgia, and T1G raised himself from his sick bed and drove down from Tampa way and we all met up at the Cracker Barrel for some quality time.

Like I said, I am one lucky lady. I'm willing to bet every woman in that joint was envious of me as all get out.

It surely was a great way to start out the year.

The Zonk man was charming, as always. Battin' them eyelashes and sweet talking. T1G was the suave gentleman he always is. It was wonderful to see them both again.

Thank you Gentlemen, for allowing me to spend a bit of the first day of the year in your company.

Damn. That rocked.

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Sometimes I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed. Seriously.

Take last night for instance.

Now, before I begin this tale I will admit that when I lived in Bradenton I had a bit of a drinking problem. The problem was I drank. All the time. Every night. It wasn't good.

And I had a drinking buddy. She's still one of my closest friends, but it's just not pretty when we get together.

We made plans last October to spend New Years together. It's also her birthday. Usually if neither one of us has anyone in our lives we hang out together on that evening. Bein' as she is drop dead gorgeous I often had to make other arrangements.

Anyway - last night it was all about us.

I'm not going to go into too many details other than to say it's a good thing I know the back roads of that little town.

We ended 2006 and began 2007 listening to her favorite music, and some of mine. Singing so loud her teenager came out around 3:00 this morning to ask us to keep it down. Yeah, didn't happen.

This morning I awoke to a mini chi...chi.....damned little dog wanting to go outside. As I sat on the loveseat in the family room that I spent the better part of 3 years in I looked back.

And realized you really can't go back. And you shouldn't want to. While I had some major fun during my years there, I just don't enjoy that as much as I used to. And I sure as hell don't want to be like that all the time. I enjoy rerunning conversations in my mind. I love the memory of a smile from something said, or a sigh here and there. You miss those details in my old world.

While I realize much has changed for (and about) me in the past few years it's not all good or bad. It just is. And as I drove back to Cuz's this afternoon I made note of what I don't like about myself. Some things I can change, some I have to learn to accept.

It's a New Year thing. No resolutions. No promises that can't be kept. Just review. And brutal honesty.

And a few ibeprofrens to get rid of this damned hang-over.....

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