Tammi's World

Would YOU Say I'm Forceful?

So I have this training class next week at one of my customer's stores. It's this Tuesday night, and one of my vendors is flying in to help me.

Well, the guy I've been dealing with on this is C.O.O.L cool. We get along like a house on fire. However, he called yesterday to tell me he couldn't make it and was sending one of his team members instead.

I just got off the phone with the guy.

Huh.

It was one of those "staccato" conversations. I'm trying to be charming and he....is just not talkin'. It was like getting blood out of a turnip.

Of course, it just could be that I might just be slightly overwhelming on the phone, conservatively speaking. It's possible. In a far fetched way.

:-)

Naaa....it *HAS* to be him. Yeah, that's it. Afterall, Johnny_Oh say's I'm a delicate flower!!

A New Obsession

I have very strange tastes.

In a lot of things.

But right now lets focus on the books I like to read. For a girl, I really am an adventure junky.

Earlier this week I picked up a book by an author I had never read before. Stephen Coontz. Of course I picked up the last book in what turns out to be a couple of series.

Turns out Coontz is a retired Navy Pilot. Huh. No wonder I like his stuff. He knows of what he writes.

The book I just finished is Traitor. I liked it. A lot. A whole lot.

So much so that the two main heroes have completely captured my attention. TWO heroes are much better than one..... anyway - what I'm trying to say is, now I need to read EVERYTHING with them in it.

Twelve. Twelve books. And the newest one that follows in line comes out mid spring of this year.

I'm gonna need to get busy.

I figure between work, keeping Paradise up and well....all the damned shoveling I'll have to do, I should be able to do 1-2 books a week. Easy.

I'm so excited. Last time I found a series I enjoyed this much was the Prey series T1G introduced me to a couple of years ago.

WooHoo. Dead Terrorists!! My favorite subject!!!!!

Compare and Contrast

I had a wonderful surprise yesterday. Lunch with a very good friend that I used to work with. We were both surprised to learn that her office is only 2 blocks from my Corp office down here....all that wasted time....

So we met for lunch. Me, lookin' like that some scary guard from a WWII movie and her.....looking amazing.

She married a good friend of mine. They are doing....well. Very well. And it shows.

I was embarrassed. Seriously. I felt dowdy and, after catching up on each others' lives, a bit like a loser.

I don't like feeling like that. So....I had to talk myself through that.

OK....I'm not a raving beauty but I don't scare small children so I need to get over that.

In my field I am respected. I do a GREAT job and I know it. AND I have earned every award, kudo, prize, whatever that I have received.

No...I don't own my home and no it's not worth +1million dollars, but I love it. I'm comfortable.

And most importantly when I wake up in the morning I am pretty much guilt free. I can look myself in the mirror and have few regrets. THAT matters. A lot.

So yet *AGAIN* I had to remind myself that you just cannot compare. You can't. It's futile and well, just flat out a waste of time.

We all have our own paths. Our own ways. Two people who start out at the same place, at the same time can have two vastly different views of success. And both can be right.

It's terrible to judge people. It's cruel to judge other people. And it's just down right ridiculous to judge yourself by other peoples standards.

Eventually I'll learn that lesson........

Might Just Work

I'm running out of "business" clothes for work.

Todays choice? LONG denim skirt, black and white tuxedo blouse with my dressy black boots.

Not a great hair day, so I've got it all scrapped back from my face and pinned up.

I look like Fraulein Gertrude from the SS.......

Hmmm that might work out pretty good. It's my last day in the local office and I've still got some ass to chew.

Hölle Ja!!!

I Have a Question

I know with all the primaries and such goin' on, we're keeping track of who is winning from each party.

That's a no brainer.

But...is anyone looking at total number of votes from each party?

How many Republicans are showing up to vote? How many Democrats?

Cause in my warped, analytical mind that kinda gives us a look at who is pulling the most OVERALL support. Which party cares more.

Has anyone seen anything on that? Or am I looking to closely at things?

Priorities

Pam has a post up that just pisses me off.

Not the post...that's VERY well done.

No. It's just reading about Congress increasing spending to fight aids in AFRICA but giving no extra money at ALL for our own law enforcement.

WTF?!?

Check it out if you haven't already....

A bit of an understatement

I saw this headline this morning and just had to......stop. Sometimes the obvious just cracks me up.

"Britney Spears has "mental issues," manager says"

Well....you THINK?!?!?

for cryin' out loud.....

I Just Keep Talkin'.....

I was listening to one of the Tampa radio stations on the way to work yesterday and they had the greatest call come in.

It was from one of the local teachers. Seems this station has something going where listeners can send in post cards and they forward them to the troops.

Made me smile.

Then it got better. I guess one of the cards got to a female helicopter pilot. She was from the area, and got in contact with the teacher and has made arrangements to visit while she is home on leave.

Made me smile even bigger.

It works, folks. Those letters, cards and notes make a difference.

THEN...I went to lunch with one of the girls from the local office. I don't remember how we got on the subject but somehow we were discussing the Military and support. She mentioned her daughter has adopted a soldier and is very careful to send something every single week.

Then she spotted the Soldiers Angels pin on my purse. That is who she went through to adopt her soldier. We started talking about how great an organization they are and got on to me telling her about Valour IT and Sew Much Comfort.

That made me smile to spread the word a bit more.

Anyone who knows me....EVERY one who knows me knows that I support our Military men and women - and their families - 110%. No if's and's or but's about it. I've said it here, and I've said it in the "real world" - THEY are my heroes.

I know we talk about these organizations amongst ourselves, especially during fund raisers. But....please don't put them in a closet and dust them off only for those special occasions. Day in and day out, these people do GREAT things and day in and day out they need our support. And to keep everything going we HAVE to expand beyond the blogisphere.

So spread the word. Talk 'em up. You'd be AMAZED at all the positive reactions you'll get.

In the know....UPDATED

Yesterday Cuz and I got out of the house sorta early. All Day in the office......huh. I'll withhold judgment on that til I see how much I get done after a couple of more days.

Well, the cool thing is, being here, I'm privy to a lot of information I wouldn't normally get. And it's not all good.

But this morning the CFO is having a big meeting and the word "restructure" was mentioned in the description.

I really wish they'd just ban that from the English Language, can I tell you?!?!

Anyway, I ain't missin' this. So I'm draggin' poor Cuz out even EARLIER so I can attend.

You know, if I had gotten my flight on Sunday there's a lot I wouldn't know was going on. Funny how things work out sometimes, isn't it?!?!

UPDATED 8:30am: OK. I can breathe again. Restructure? Yeah, but it's not sales (how selfish am *I*) and it's actually a very good thing.

Oh - and it seems that my old employer is not so happy with our new line. hehehehe. I can't *WAIT* to get home. These next few months my entire goal is to cut them off at the knees......

But yeah, it's ok. And I'm still glad I was here to participate. Bein' in the field we don't ever get this kind of information.......

Weekend Fun

I meant to tell y'all about my weekend, but WoW this whole getting up and goin' to the office thing really threw me.

It was SO great to see Carmen her DH and Patrick. She is doin' GREAT. Just tired, like most working full time mommies are. She looks wonderful, and it was fantastic just getting to catch up with her.

Patrick is having out patient surgery Friday, so if y'all could keep the little angel in your thoughts and prayers we sure would appreciate it.

Well, Carmen and her family showed up Saturday. That night was the first time we had the whole crew together - and it was a BLAST!!! I forgot how crazy it can get with everyone here at the same time.

Sunday Cuz's dad, stepmom and siblings came over. That was great, but her stepbrother and sister don't really get she and I's relationship. They are more Carmen's age, and missed how close she and I were growing up. And as I've mentioned before, I'm REALLY different than most of the family.

So, as the afternoon was winding down we were all sitting in the living room. One girl asks what I'm doing now, so I explained. Next thing you know, I'm offering advice on beds, how to shop for them....the whole nine yards. Seriously, I bore mySELF, for cryin' out loud.

Then they want to know if I've ever had a job where I don't travel. Well, this one. I'm only away from home every couple of months. I just drive like crazy.

No....have you ever had a job where you go to the same place every single day?

Hmmmm.....well, I was a secretary. But 2 months in they had me start visiting vendors to get a better understanding of their systems, so that doesn't count.

I was a coordinator. But about a month in they had me start traveling to train sales reps.

So...no. No. I guess I've never had a job that I've had to be at every single day.

Huh.

That's kinda weird, don't cha think?!?

And to be honest, I don't think I could do it now. It's too late. I'm now of the mindset that if I can't fix it in one phone call, I'll just be there. Yeah, I'm thinkin' I wouldn't be so good "trapped".

Anyway....got a little off topic there - sorry. It was a nice day. Food? Oh did we have some good chow. Winter Stew that was perfect with sandwiches and salad. Sweet tea to wash it all down.

Damn....we sure do know how to eat in my family.

But yeah - it was a good weekend. I enjoyed spendin' time with everyone. And let me tell you - that Patrick is a little charmer. Seriously. He had me a "da ma ooh la".

This is what I'm gonna need for you to do.....

I popped over to Hook's place and saw the title of the post.

Get the story told

The first line broke my heart.

"Last Sunday, my dad asked if I was still in Iraq,” Lynch said..."

Because there isn't the bad news coming out of Iraq - NO news is coming out of Iraq.

Go....Read.....Pass it on.......

While you're at it....read THIS too. Wow. I hadn't planned on gettin' misty this early in the morning....

Spoiled? Me?!

Damn.....it's not even been a year and I've forgotten what it's like to "go to the office" like a real person.

I slept out in Cuz's living room last night. Heard her SO leave and rolled back over. I figured I would hear when she got up and about and that would leave plenty of "gettin' ready time".

I forgot she's not the coffee drinker I am. She forgot I cannot do ANYTHING until I've had a cup or two of coffee.

You know what they say about a watched pot never boiling? Yeah, well a coffee pot doesn't brew much different than that.

Holy Cow. I've never seen one take so long........

But I'm off to the office as soon as I can figure out how to actually put panty hose on this early in the morning. (Hey! It's 6:30 in Tammi's World!!!) A day in the office. Should be kind of fun. Emphasis on SHOULD. Folks to talk with, easier to get things accomplished cause I'm right there. Someone to actually eat lunch with.

The downside is this is the office my credit department is located at. And I think y'all know by know how I feel about our credit department.

Yeah.....I forgot what this whole "goin' to work" thing is really like. Kinda glad it's only for a few days.......

Huh. I guess I really am spoiled.

Finished

The painting is done.

Oh. My. Goodness.

It's breathtaking. Seriously. It's not exactly like the original, but I wouldn't want it to be. Instead of a black dress, she's wearing a beautiful dark blue...there is more black and purple in the painting and the couch is not nearly as gold.

I keep going out to look at it. I cannot believe it's going to hang in MY bedroom.

I'm very particular about what art work I have. I'd rather have empty walls than have something out that I don't enjoy. I've not had any type of artwork in my bedroom since my divorce. 13 years now. Yes, I'm that particular.

A few years ago, (holy cow...I've been up north THAT long?) I asked y'all for ideas. And you had some good ones. (well, except for T1G and his leering clowns) But this? This is so much more than I ever even considered.

I wish I had the cables here so I could download pictures and show you how beautiful it is. But on the other hand, I'm thinkin' it would be even better if I show you how it looks in the finished space. It's just gonna take a while to get it all pulled together.

Meanwhile, I just need to figure out how we want to go about getting it back to Paradise. I've got a bit of a plan, just need to figure out if it's the BEST way.

But ohhh, did it turn out perfect. I couldn't *BE* more pleased......

Sunday Morning Read

In case you missed it, DeeBow has a great war story from his time in Afghanistan. It's a perfect read for a Sunday Morning.....

Somebody Loves Me

Did you hear that last night? The sound of Angels singing? And I hope that bright light didn't bother too many folks.

Oh, you didn't hear?

The world has been changed forever. As of last evening.

I....Tammi....will never be lost again.

I am now the proud owner of a Garmin StreetPilot c340.

I almost peed myself, I was so excited.

Cuz, Carmen and her family along with Cuz's Son, *C* and his SO all went together and bought their poor lost Aunt Tammi a GPS system.

I already have my HOME location programed in. I will NEVER not know how to get home again.

I have a Garmin. I have a Garmin. I won't get LOST. I won't get LOST.

This is gonna save me a FORTUNE in gas. Not to mention time. AND I'll have someone to talk to on those long drives. ;-)

I feel so loved, as I sit here with a huge smile on my face. This just goes to prove that SOMEONE wants me around......cause, trust me....I can find you now!

But it sure is gonna change my blogging a bit. I mean really...think about how many times I mention "I got a bit turned around".

Oh well....I have no doubt I'll develop some new quirk to replace that one!

You Get What You Pay For

OK....I'm flyin' out Friday afternoon. They wanted $214 just to fly out Wednesday. Folks? That's more than my original TRIP cost.

I almost feel sorry for the girl that answered the phone. I had LOTS of questions. Like why they charge me to keep the ticket "flexible" but then raise the rates and there is no break what so ever when I *do* try to make changes.

She said Wednesday's flight was almost full and that's why it went from $74 to $214 in 24 hours. My question there was for her to explain how she expected me to believe that a LARGE plane was full, in the middle of the week, while there are no school breaks, flying FROM Tampa to Rockford. Yeah...she had no answer.

I didn't really expect one.

So....I'll work out of the Corporate office here next week. I have a few dresses down here so I'll at least LOOK professional. There won't be any big wigs around, as it's the huge show in Vegas this week. It should be alright.

I do need to cancel my one showing Tuesday, and I feel horrible about that. But I think they'll understand.

Lesson Learned? Don't try and be flexible when you are traveling on a budget. Ever. It's just not worth it.

It's a Matter of Choice

As you can imagine, my call the other evening is just making my head spin.

See, it was completely out of the blue. And, I'm not real big on surprises, especially when they are aimed at me. I'm sorta kind of a planner.

But this is a prime example of why I struggle with my profession. It's so......turbulent. Yeah, that's a good word for it.

We've been told, we have to make a pretty huge sales number this year or there is a VERY good chance the company will be.....well, pretty much gone. Now, with the new line, *I* think it's more than possible. But...factor in the economy and it gets a bit "iffy".

Plus, I did just get demoted due to territory alignments. Cut my salary big time. I'm still struggling with that.

New boss. Again. But I hear this guy rocks. I haven't met him yet, as the intro meeting was this past Wednesday, in Columbus and well...I'm in Florida. I'll meet him after the Vegas show. But...New boss. New goals. New expectations.

I know the guy from Trop. Well. We were partners on one of the major accounts and I know how well we work together. We kicked some major Minute Maid ass for years. And had fun doing it.

I love THE Valley. I'm making friends in town, and I have my other friends nearby. I'm comfortable there. I feel safe. And I can afford to live there. Even WITH the cut in pay.

And there is Mama. I'm close enough to get there if she needs me. Easily. That's why I moved north in the first place.

I'm 45 years old. I'm so tired of moving and starting over. Damnit...It's a VERY lonely way to live. I don't make friends all that easily outside of work, and the idea of starting over someplace completely new is.....exhausting. And doing it alone. Again. I cannot express what that thought does to me.....

For years it's been all about my career. Everything has gone on hold so that I could work at something I excel at and make a decent living. EVERYTHING. But.....deep down inside I've just wanted roots. I've wanted to settle down. I've wanted a home and loved ones and well.......you know.

So...what's a girl to do? I'll tell you what this girl is thinking. I've told him No. Not right now. BUT....I didn't shut the door. That would just be stupid.

The other thing I'm doing is praying about it. You see, I've messed up my life several times by getting an idea and making it happen. I'm very good at that. I seem to have a knack for forcing round pegs in square holes. Then....I end up with a mess on my hands. So back before I even moved to Orlando I just stopped doing that. Instead I just prayed and waited for OBVIOUS signs. Not signs that I could twist to say what I wanted, signs that clearly pointed the way.

The good thing about this particular situation is it's an open offer. I don't have to make up my mind right now. Oh right now, I'd get my choice of territories. Down the road, I'll have to take what's open. But I know, I've got a job if/when I want it. So no pressure there.

But damn....this is doin' a number on my mindset. I just can't let it f*ck with my focus. I've got a line to launch, accounts to grow and prospects to open. If I don't do that I may have no choice about taking the other position. And I like having choices......it makes me feel like I'm in control.

Big and Tight

Here's a glimpse of a conversation Cuz and I had yesterday:

Cuz: Well, it can't be too small, it'll slip right out.

Tammi: Oh, I'm not worried about that.

Cuz: ...and if the hole isn't tight enough, that won't work either.

Tammi: Hey! The holes are plenty tight.

Cuz: Yeah, but if it's too big, what a pain that would be......

So...if you were listenin' in, what would YOU think?

What! We were talkin' about buttons, for cryin' out loud. Get your minds out of the gutter......

;-)

Merry Christmas!!!!

Carmen's Comin'! Carmen's Comin'!

More importantly she's bringin' that sweet baby (oh and her DH) with her. I'll get to see Patrick!!!

Today is the kickoff to our Family Christmas weekend. I finished up my Christmas shopping last night. That was kinda weird.

This morning, we're wrapping gifts, Cuz's new bed gets delivered and then we're running to the store. For tonite I'm making my baked spaghetti and some yummy dessert. Just not sure which yet....

Yeah.....Christmas!! Babies!!! Presents!!!! FAMILY!!!!! Boy oh boy oh boy....is this gonna be fun!

More Irony

I swear - if it's not one thing it's a dozen others.

I got a phone call last night that kind of....well, shook things up a bit. Changed the landscape as they say.

I have a friend. Yeah, really I do. Anyway...it's a guy I worked with at Trop. He's...well, one of a kind. He used to play for the Giants, and I had emailed him my congratulations. (sorry Contagion!)

Well, he decided to call me last night. Hell, I didn't even recognize his voice. He sweet talked me for about 10 minutes before I finally figured it out.

ANYway....he had been promoted at Trop. He was running the eastern division of the country setting things up for a certain customer base. Kickin' ass and talkin' names. Tried for YEARS to get me to move to Atlanta and come work for him....

Well, he just got promoted. And moved. To the west coast. He's got to open up everything west of the Mississippi.

He wants me.

To work for him.

Really bad.

SHIT!!!

My initial response was NO. BUT......you can keep whispering sweetly in my ear. It may take a year or two, but you never know.....

But isn't that just the way it goes?!?! I was just celebrating the fact that I may actually not have to move for another long bit. I love my home. I'm finally FINALLY making friends and getting a life.....

And to add to the weirdness.....I was JUST talking about him yesterday.....

Then THIS. How's that song go? Isn't it ironic?!?!?!

Oops...

Shit...

Shit shit shit shit shit...

I know I keep SAYING I don't want to go home, but really, I'm a grown up. I'm a professional. I kinda know I HAVE to go home.

My original ticket was booked for Sunday Feb. 3rd return. I really can't stay another week. Seriously. I have a showing on Tuesday, some appointments to make and well, some paperwork to get done.

I really need to get home.

But I'm having a hell of a time changing my ticket. They won't let us do it on line. I tried to do it over the phone before I came down here, but after long LONG periods on hold, I just didn't have time to hang like that. I tired to change it when I checked in for the flight down here, but they were "too busy".

Now? Now they want to charge me $214 for the flight home Sunday. And that's only IF something opens up.

Did I mention there are only 4 flights into Rockford a week? Yeah, 4.

I'm in soooo much trouble. Really....so VERY much trouble. The good news is, if I can't get out I do have my laptop so I can get some stuff done. I've got a couple of dresses down here, so if I need to go into Corp to print and stuff, I can.

But DAMNIT!!! I really need to get in and visit some prospects. I've GOT to get some stuff done. This is the first time EVER I've let this happen and I'm not very pleased with myself, let me just tell you.......

I'm gonna try and sweet talk my way on that plane today. Sweet talk my way withOUT paying $214.

Yeah, I kinda think I'm might be here a few more days....

Better than good....

Yesterday was....good. It was very good.

Started out pretty damned early. It was Cuz's birthday and I was dragging her across the state, and then some, to meet some bloggers. Huh. Personally, I think that's pretty funny.

It was kind of surreal to me, as we drove across Central Florida and down the east coast - I saw so many places that I'd been on a regular basis back in my Road Warrior days. I mean DAMN! I did see a lot of this state in my 10 years down here. But even with all that nostalgia, the drive seemed to take forEVER. I just wanted to get there. I just wanted to see my friends.

Now, if you've read over at Bou's you see that - yes - there was a teeny little bit of confusion in finding the actual restaurant. But in my defense, I wasn't driving. OK. I didn't see the Barnes and Nobels either, and had no idea we accidentally parked right NEXT to Chili's. But still....I wasn't driving, so it doesn't count. :-)

I popped in to the restroom real quick, it was a 3 hour and 53 minute drive afterall, and as I came to the front door I saw them. Bou and Pam out talkin' with Cuz. I'm a dweeb. I"ll admit it. I was so excited I literally started jumping for joy.

Maybe someday I'll grow up, but I wouldn't count on it any time soon.

Anyway - hugs all around. And then we went in and settled into a booth and hunkered down for a bit of conversation.

It has been about a year and a half since I've seen Bou, and like she said, we picked up the conversation right where it ended then. Oh, and don't let her fool you folks, she looks marvelous. Short, but I won't hold that against her! ;-)

Pam is a DREAM. You can see her sense of humor in her eyes, and she has such a gentle nature. She looked fabulous, and I kept thinking how cool it was that I could actually look in her eyes as we talked. Cuz, who hadn't really had a chance to read her, but fell in love with her during the afternoon.

I cannot WAIT for her to visit the Chicago area. One afternoon is just not enough.

It was, unfortunately, not as long an afternoon as I wanted, and it came time that we head back up to St. Pete. We had promised Cuz's brother that we'd stop by and it was gonna be tight getting there before it was too late.

But the whole drive across Alligator Alley, all the way up the Sun Coast, I just had to smile.

I had the pleasure, and the honor, to spend an afternoon in the company of two really incredible ladies. Ladies I would never have known if it were not for this silly blog. Kinda of amazing isn't it?!?!

But yeah. It was a good day. A very good day.....

I Couldn't Help Myself

So I picked up Cuz from work last night and she wanted to go mattress shopping. She needs a new bed badly and figured I could go along to help her with her questions.

Now take note....you ONLY want to take me mattress shopping if A) you are NOT easily embarrassed and B) you really have no choice.

To make things even funnier we went to one of the stores I used to call on and train down here. To the guy's defense, he was fairly new and hadn't had the benefit of Tammi Training.

Still.....

Really, I wanted to just go in and help. I was gonna keep my mouth shut - really I was.

Yeah. That last about 2 minutes.

Oh. My. Goodness.

This guy didn't know an innerspring from a pocketed coil. He couldn't even explain the benefits of edge support, for cryin' out loud.

And when he started makin' shit up....well. My head exploded.

At one point I'm training him about foundations. So...I do what I usually do to make that point. I move the matt over, kick my shoes off and jump up on the foundation. And continue jumping.

Yes, we drew a crowd.

Finally he asked who I worked for. I told him. But I also told him who I *USED* to work for.

That shut him up for a while. Then...he started asking questions and well, I did a mini training session.

But it really makes me crazy when sales people don't know anything about what they are selling. And instead of learning just make shit up. And when ALL they do is tell the consumer what they WANT to hear......THAT is how returns happen. For cryin' out loud.

So.....just tellin' you - I'm a great help in choosing a mattress. Really I am. You might just want to be sure you don't mind havin' the piss embarrassed outta you before you ask me along....

NOW ya did it!!!

OK. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just that people don't understand what the word means.

The word I am talking about? Vacation.

According to Dictionary.com the best way to define it is:

1. a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually used for rest, recreation, or travel; recess or holiday: Schoolchildren are on vacation now.
2. a part of the year, regularly set aside, when normal activities of law courts, legislatures, etc., are suspended.
3. freedom or release from duty, business, or activity.

I've been planning this trip for months. MONTHS. My customers all know and actually told me to leave THEM alone they needed a vacation from ME.

It's the folks I work with. Seriously. Today is Thursday - now, taking the fact that I did go into the office on Friday, let's look at the past three days. I have had no less than 20 phone calls. From the corporate office - who I sat and talked with Friday, explaining I'm down here on Vacation. From the plant....always apologizing but they just need to know....

ARRGGGHHHHH. I turn the phone off. I have 5 or 6 messages when I turn it back on. Finally....yesterday I called the one girl back and....well....I....ummm....sorta kinda lost my temper. This is the woman who won't answer her phone even if she's sitting at her desk during her afternoon break, yet she's pissed that I'm taking my first vacation in over a year! Oh no Oh no Oh no......

Just kinda aggravating, if I may say so. So this is what I'm gonna do. Today? I'm headin' south. Gonna hang out with friends and the phone can blow up for all I care. I'm done. Over it. Finished.

There is nothing that can happen in the next 48 hours that I can't fix on Monday.

Seriously - there really is no such thing as a mattress emergency.

Stalked......

If this morning/afternoon weren't so funny it'd be pathetic. Seriously. Only me.

I dropped Cuz off at work and rushed home. Along the way I chatted with Pam, so I won't be so overwhelming during lunch tomorrow. When we were done I changed into my suite (bathing that is) and headed south.

It's beautiful here today. Clear sky, the water the most perfect shade of blue. Unlike what Raging Mom is showing from home. OUCH

Anyway....as I'm driving over the bridge I can hardly WAIT to hit the beach. Today is my last day to "think" - IOW, my last opportunity to sit, look at the water with my ass in the sand.

I hit the island and.....it flippin' starts raining. RAINING. I don't even KNOW where those clouds came from.

So....I start driving south along the Gulf. I'd park, get settled and.....here'd come the rain.

Seriously, I was chasing the sun and the damned little black cloud from hell was chasing me.

Finally - I just gave up. I headed back to St. Pete. I get here, and settled out on Cuz's patio.

Sun for days. Not a cloud in sight. Arrggghhhhh. Luckily there was enough sand on my towels and shoes that I'm feelin' a bit "gritty" (yes, I actually LIKE that)

Doesn't it just figure?! But I did have to laugh at just my luck. Bein' chased by a little black hell cloud. I guess it just doesn't matter where you are. Your life is simply that......YOUR life.

Yes, I'm laughing....

I see by the weather pixie it's 1 degree at home.

I'm sitting here in my bathing suit and oversized denim shirt ready to hit the beach.

I don't EVER want to go back........

Oh, and tomorrow? Tomorrow I get to see Pam and Bou. With everything else that's been going on......life just couldn't GET any better.....

Wearin' me down.....

I love my Mama. I think y'all know that if you've been reading here much at all. Really. I do.

But, as most Mama's do....mine knows JUST what buttons to push, and pushes them often....

Take yesterday for instance........

I'm runnin' an errand and Mama Vi calls. Here's the jest of that conversation:

Mama Vi: I just wanted you to know that I'm not dead, sittin' up in heaven havin' a good time. I hadn't heard from you in so long, I thought you might want to know that.

Tammi: Mama? You know better than to die and go to heaven without telling me first. I had no doubt you're just fine.....

Mama Vi: Oh, and your Aunt is VERY proud of you and [Cuz] for stayin' and helping to clean up the wedding. Although....(ed. insert - here's comes the money quote).....she did say you looked just terrible. They didn't even recognize you. Your hair makes you look so old.....

Tammi:......

Yes folks.....this would be the conversation, or a variation there of, that we have on a regular basis. Not how good or bad my career is, not the state of my social life or even my home. It's my hair.

It's like Chinese water torture, dripping away at my confidence.

Can you believe this? And I'll tell you, I'm not the kind that can just brush this off. There is a good chance that I will NEVER cut my hair again. Or EVER wear it curly. Just because it drives my Mama crazy.

I seriously need to find her another hobby. Something to divert her attention. I'm thinkin' she needs to start writing more letters. With everything that is happening in this world, surely there HAS to be something that bugs her more than I do.

Well, that and I could use the blog fodder.....

Fred

Well, even though I'm I'm not really watching the news while I'm down here, and barely even reading any blogs, I did see that Fred has dropped out of the Presidential race.

Damn.

I really did/do like most of his views and the way he handles things. To say I'm disappointed is a bit of an understatement.

NOW....I've got to start really paying attention, because to be honest......I didn't have a second choice. I know, rather short sighted of me, but there you have it.

So that's in the books.....

I had a good time. I did.

It ended up being warm enough that we did take the boat out. He's got a couple so, at my request, we took the "go fast" boat out. I figure cruisers are really only good for those holiday weekends and those times you just want to spend time on the water, with no other plans in place.

Plus....I love the go fast boats. And this one goes fast. It's a 37' Martinique by Wellcraft. This isn't THAT boat, but looks just like it.

Yeah....it's a go fast boat.

It's been forever since I've been on the water and I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't forget how to be a good crew. We got everything on the boat and ready to go, and in no time at all we were pulling away from the dock.

I'm going to say we had only been out of the channel a few minutes, had just hit a good speed and I......stretched out on the back seat and promptly fell asleep.

Yes, I fell asleep.

I'm thinking most people don't do that sort of thing on a date....I might be wrong, but I'm just sayin'........

Anyway, lunch was great. My favorite dive bar on the water on the south side of Sarasota. Blackened group and cold beer. Yummmm. From there it was a nice ride north up to another favorite dive. Oh, we stopped along the way at an island we used to camp on, and took the Gulf part of the way so I could see how much some of the beaches have changed. Then, we docked and it was time for more cold beer.

The boating part? Great. The rest? Interesting.

You see, M is a talker. Not like I'm a talker, he talks about feelings and stuff. He asks those questions that, well, damn, sometimes they should just be left alone.

As I was afraid would happen, once the "get caught up" on each others life stuff was over and we're sitting on the beach, drinkin' a few beers, I get the "so what happened to us" thing.

Damnit.....

So I reminded him the first time we broke up was because we just weren't supposed to be together. His goals and mine were WAY different.

The second time we broke up? Yeah, that was because he couldn't keep his dick in his pants, and frankly, I don't share.

I've now SEEN the definition of "awkward silence".

Well, he asked......

Other than that - oh and the damned Techno music he still listens to - it was a pretty great day. Around dinner time we headed back in so we could get dinner. J had said she was goin' to make pork chops with her mango salsa, but we were all whipped, M because he's been workin' a lot of shifts, J because she had just worked a double and me because I forgot what a day in the sun and wind would do to a person.

So we had pizza. And beer. And it was better than some steak dinners I've had.

All in all....I had a good time. And like I reminded M, there's usually a pretty darned good reason why breakups happen. Those things he disliked about me before? Yeah......they're still there, and I've actually developed new ones.

Between you and me? Yeah, I could never trust him again.

But it was a very nice day.....

Too Cold

Well, it's a bit too cold hahahaha to be boating today. At least that's what I've been told.

Now, when I lived here, I was on the water year round. I had a parka and I wasn't afraid to use it. But....my way of thinking was not the norm around here.

So, it's been decided that rather than take the boat out, we will be meeting up this afternoon and hitting a few of our old favorites. And catching up. Chatting as it were.

I won't lie to you, I was REALLY looking forward to being on the water, and while it wouldn't surprise him one bit for me to actually *SAY* "Don't be a girley man." that probably wouldn't be the polite thing to do.

But...that changes everything. I was hoping the water/boat would serve as a distraction. Now......well, let's just say this should be interesting.

Holy crap. I have a date.

A Spider I Don't Mind

I love the work of Jack Vettriano. I have his print "The Singing Butler" hanging in my sun porch and I really love sitting out there looking at it.

LeeAnn and her DH share my love of this artist. In fact, when I was over there this past Thursday, they gifted me with a book of his work. I cannot tell you how often I've already looked through it.

I shared it with Cuz's SO. He's a very gifted artist and we often discuss what works we particularly enjoy.

Well, there is one in that book that I just love. It's called "Along Came A Spider" and there is just something about it that......get's to me. I mentioned that I'd *LOVE* to have that hanging in my bedroom.

Last night when we came home from the wedding he had a surprise for us. He's reproducing it for me. On a large canvass.

Wow.

Wow. It's amazing. Just amazing. Somehow he's captured what I loved most about that print and put a bit of himself in it. It's still a work in progress, but I continue to go out to watch him. I love being able to witness that whole creative process.

Unfortunately I do not have the connectors with me so I can't upload any photo's but I'll most certainly share the finished, framed, product when I get home.

Meanwhile.....here's the original.

Perfect

I've been thinking about last night all morning. Yes, there were a few very funny moments that I just can't put down into words. After all.....it was an evening of ME with my conservative family. You can bet your bottom dollar there were funny moments.

But the purpose of the evening was the exchanging of vows between my cousin's daughter "A" and her SO. And I want to focus on that.

First off....it was NOT one of our traditional wedding services. Not as conservative as usual but not elaborate by any means. It was.....perfect.

A few candles, a few flowers but a church filled with people who loved and had some influence on the lives of the Bride and Groom.

Below I mentioned one part of the minister's message. THAT I took issue with....but over all? It was pretty damned good advice.

It all boils down to love and respect. Treat your mate with the utmost respect. Remember - it's not always about you. Remember that compromise is not a bad thing. Be the first to say I'm Sorry. Be the first to forgive.

And my favorite words of wisdom when it comes to marriage. Never let the sun go down on your anger. Hard to do, but so important.

If I could have added one thing....it would have been to remember where you come from. Remember the lessons of love you saw in your home growing up.

We are very lucky in our family. There have only been four divorces in our family's history. Yes, I said that correctly. There have only ever been four members of our family that had a marriage end in divorce. We marry for keeps. It's not a decision to be made lightly, and when things get tough - you don't cut and run.

I.....am one of the four. I'm not proud of it, but I did learn from it. And for some reason, the generation coming into bloom right now, seems to understand that I do know of what I speak.

So I shared my words of wisdom with A and her new husband. And I added one other thing. I told them to always remember to laugh. Every day. Laugh and remember the joy of new love. Laughter, in my book, makes everything just that much easier.

It was a beautiful ceremony, and I'm so happy for both of them. They were delightful children, engaging teenagers and have grown into extraordinary young adults. They are grounded and strong - both in their faith and their love.

Yeah.....it was a wonderful wedding.

Blending In

I told y'all I had to look for a dress for yesterday. I am big on respecting my family (for the most part), so it couldn't be "showy" just.......nice.

I found one Friday night, but I didn't LOVE it. It would do, but it wasn't something I really felt good in.

So yesterday morning Cuz and I headed to one more store. As I was wandering around the dress department something caught my eye.

It was green, with cream and brown. An "interesting" pattern. The cut ROCKED and it was covered everything that needed to be covered and still had a bit of MY personality to it. But the colors? The material? Just....different.

But I kept going back to it. Something kept drawing me back....and I bought it.

I felt good in it when I was wearing it, I didn't need to fuss with anything so it was a good dress for this wedding.

Driving down to Sarasota I'm looking at the material as I sit in the van. That......was when it hit me.

I just started cracking up. It was Army camouflage. I was wearing a damned camo dress to a conservative Mennonite wedding. A silky version of BDU's.

*note; in case you are not aware, Mennonites are Pacifists.....

We were cracking up. There were the comments of "blending in" and "finding a potted plant to hide with" and so on and so on.

One good thing is I have a dress to wear to the next MilBlog conference!

But seriously - only I would wear a camo dress to a pacifist's wedding. The really FUNNY part is no one even realized.....

I Respectfully Disagree

I'm getting ready to tell y'all about yesterday and the wedding. It was beautiful and moving and just flat out wonderful. For the most part. But trying to explain all that is going to take a minute or two. But I HAVE to tell you this part...I thought it was......interesting.

While the minister was offering his message during the wedding it became abundantly clear AGAIN why I am no longer a Mennonite.

He's offering advice to the bride and groom about what makes a successful marriage. This is part of his advice.

"Remember, talk decisions over, share your points of view. But the final decision is ultimately made by the head of the house. The man. The leader."

I thought Cuz was going to have to restrain me. Seriously. My ass actually came out of my seat on that one. "Decision is ultimately made by the man." **shaking head**

What horse hockey.

That would have been the FIRST time (that day) I cursed in church.

Marriage is partnership. Teamwork. Joint Effort. Compromise.

Yeah, I really don't make a good Mennonite wife. And I don't see that changing unless I suffer some serious head injury........

Different

Well Friday was certainly a far cry from Thursday, let me just put that out there. There has STILL been no sun, and I STILL don't care. It's just so nice to be back down in an area I love so much.....I did make the mistake of bragging about not getting lost, so of course yesterday I made the mistake of taking the bridge exit. It leads to the beach.

The running joke is I *ALWAYS* get lost heading to the beach. The way I know my way around Florida is by beaches and mattress stores. You can either take me to the beach or send me to the mattress (or maybe it was send me to the beach and take me to the mattress......I don't remember now) hehehe

ANYway, spent yesterday at our corporate office in Tampa. Within an hour my blood pressure spiked. I talked, I explained, I argued, hell - I even begged. Now....and please note I did warn them.....now I'm gonna release the dogs of hell. I need what I need and I need it now. And I usually get what I need.

So what should have been a couple of hours turned into a day long affair. Hell, there I was in my jeans and comfy shirt and I got called into a meeting with the CFO - who I had never met before. He gave me his card and I apologized because I didn't have any. He looked puzzled. I explained that the cards were back north with my actual business clothes and files and such. I AM ON VACATION Damnit! Arrggghhhhh

I have to work tomorrow. I've got reports to send info to garner and emails to compose. Then....then I don't give a rats ass WHAT happens - I am on vacation. Plain and simple.

Today is the wedding and time spent with family. Today we celebrate new beginnings and love. I know...kinda mushy but that's just how I feel. I just LOVE going to weddings that you KNOW are actually gonna mean something.

How Tammi Got Her Groove Back

What a great F*ckin' day....seriously. This is one for the record books.

Let me see if I can do it justice.

Started out takin' Cuz to work and heading south. As I come up to the Sunshine Skyway it just takes my breath away. It always has. Even when I crossed it every day. Today, the water was dancing.....the white caps waving at me. I saw my islands. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.....

I had lunch with a friend I hadn't seen in almost 6 years. We went for Mexican. Really GOOD Mexican. We had such a good chat.

Then I decided to head to the Island. My friend is a bartender out there and I thought I'd surprise her. Boy did that work out. I walked in the bar....and let me just say - my GOODNESS what a view she has every day. Wow. Anyway, I sat at the end of the bar and waited. She finally got down there and I just told her I wanted the best damned margarita they made.

As she screamed my name, every head turned. It's good to know someones that happy to see you. But here's the weird part, after we get done hugging and she starts to make my drink (which was a GREAT margarita btw) I hear my name. Again. My full name. Being said by a man. I turn and look and holy cow. It was a guy I dated long long time ago. I hadn't seen him in almost 10 years. And let me just say...holy moly.

Anyway, turns out he hangs out at the bar one his off days, he's a bartender down at the other beach bar, so the three of us chatted the afternoon away. And....get this. I.....have a date. Only *I* would come BACK to Florida and run into an old beau and end up with a date. Monday we'll be spending the day boating around the inner coastal and then heading to my friend's house for dinner.

But here's the funny part. I didn't realize I had a date. Not til he left and J started givin' me shit. She actually had to explain it to me.....that's just sad.

Anyway....after that I headed a bit farther south to spend the evening with The Birthday Girl and her DH. It was fantastic. We had a new invention drink - really REALLY good.....ok, a few more than one - the best take out Chinese I've had in forever and just the best all around evening. I'm thinkin' there's a chance she may post a picture or two.....

It was a great day. Almost perfect. AND...get this....it's just day one. Things keep goin' like this and who KNOWS how good of mood I'll be in.

I haven't been this relaxed in longer than I can remember. Wow. Day One. I can't WAIT to see what tomorrow brings.....

Happy Birthday To My Friend

Today is my friend LeeAnn's birthday. Now I've said several times, that the birth days of my friends and loved ones are very special to me. Those days give us a chance to REALLY celebrate the lives of those incredible people.

Well, today we celebrate LeeAnn. And I'm going to do that by sharing a bit of who she is to me with you. I want you to see, even if it's just a glimpse, how special this woman is. What a gift she is to those who are lucky enough to know her.

First - she is one of the most beautiful women I know. Not just to look at, although look at this smile.......trust me when I tell you it literally lights up a room.

Like I said, not only is she beautiful on the outside, she is truly one of the thoughtful, intelligent, all around good people I have ever known.

When she first met a friend of mine all they could say was how right I was. She draws you in, you just want to spend time with her.

And her sense of humor. Holy Cow. If you read over here much at all, you will have seen some of her comments. Trust me when I tell you - she's even funnier in real life.

Beautiful, kind, intelligent and funny. How lucky am I to call her friend?!?!

LeeAnn.......we met in a horrible place. We often still refer to it as Hell. And they say something good comes from everything. The good for me, from those awful months, is the friendship I've found in you. You make my life better just by being a part of it.

I wish you the very best of everything....always. But especially today, your birth day. And may this next year bring dreams to life and banish the trials. Or at least turn them to your advantage.

You deserve the very best.......because, darlin', that is exactly what you are.

Happy Birthday! I love you.......

Thank God!!

I'm on my way.......and not a moment too soon, if you ask me.

My theme for the next 11 days?

My butt in the sand and a drink in my hand.

About damned time.........

Redneck Whore

Oh Shit oh shit oh shit.......

I'm trying to pack. One thing I *HAVE* to do while I'm in Florida is go to my cousin's daughter's wedding. BIG deal. LOTS of family. The conservative side of the family.

So....her colors are black and white. Excellent. I happen to have a beautiful black and white dress that I never get to wear.

I decided I better try it on, since I haven't worn it in a while and well, things have changed.

Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit.

It's got a black "under dress" with the black and white sheer dress over it. The over dress comes to my knees. PERFECT. Everything else fits just great.

Except.....

The under dress. I forgot how short I used to wear things. Even just a couple of years ago.

Folks...the underdress barely comes to the middle of my thighs. It's short. It's REALLY short. And that SHEER over dress? Yeah, it's really sheer.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit. It's great for a night out. Actually it's better than great. But for my conservative cousin's daughter's wedding? Where my most conservative aunt and uncle are the grandparents?

No way in hell. She would KILL me.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit.

I have NOTHING to wear now. I'm going to have to shop while I'm down there. And I only have one evening to do it in.

Cause other wise? Well, as Mama Vi would say, I'd be looking a little bit like a redneck whore. And while appropriate in some situations.....THIS....is not one of them.

Too True!

This link at Harvey's had me CRACKING up!!!

But....I'm torn between being touched that he thought of me or scared that someone knows me that well.........

And just so you know....one of my "sayings" is "I'm off to save the world....one mattress at a time."

Check it out. It's pretty funny!

Goes To Show You.....

I meant to share this a couple of days ago.

Joan D'Arc shares an amazing story about Walter Reed and Valour IT that you will be glad you read.

It just goes to prove how important Valour IT is.......

Why?

Just so you know......I tell y'all about my day to day stuff for a couple of reasons.

1) This blog is my journal. I go back through old posts often, just to see where I've been, what I've done, and well....reflect.

2) I'm in sales. I deal with retailers AND consumers. I have a bit of a different point of view on things. If ANYTHING I share helps someone somewhere see something clearer or in a different light, than that's a VERY good thing.

3) Honestly - y'all are all I've got. If I don't put it out here......it really doesn't get shared. And then, Tammi would implode, and THAT would NOT be a very pretty sight....

The good news is, the more I'm on the road, the more "interesting" aspects I'll see, so things should be getting a bit more interesting around here soon. Thank goodness. Cause honest to goodness, it's only January and I'm already sick to death of work stuff........

Recap.....

I slept 10 hours. 10 hours straight. In my bed, I slept for 10 hours.

I wonder why I'm still so damned exhausted. I feel like even after 2 cups of coffee I could go back and sleep another 8.

Yesterday was kind of a mixed bag of tricks. I stayed up SO late Monday finishing up the analysis, not just for my customer's benefit, but so that *I* knew what they did last year. Last year......2007......the year from hell.....anyway I did that, gathered all my paperwork and such and RUSHED out the door. I just couldn't be late.

Yeah. That's funnier than you know.

I got there in plenty of time, impressive if I must say so myself. Got everything set up, reviewed the reports, got coffee, and walked the line. I. Was. Ready.

The appointment was at 9:00. At 9:15 my phone rang. The caller ID said it was the customer I was waiting for. Calling from their store. An hour away from the office.

DAMNIT!!!

Seems they sent an email at 8:00 telling me they had to cancel. Family emergency.

DAMNIT!!!

So we rescheduled for right after my vacation. The good thing is all the work is done now so I'm ready, but still.......DAMNIT!!!

I spent the morning fixing problems, requesting stuff, talking to my friends at Corporate, doin' a butt test on a mattress....you know....normal work stuff.

:-)

Finally it's time for my second appointment.....I'm pacing the lobby at 15 minutes before 1:00 like a virgin on prom night. I HATE wasted days. Especially when I worked my ass off preparing.

15 minutes past the appointed hour a voicemail pops up on my phone.

DAMNIT!!!

They were running late. But they were coming. They were STILL coming. Just the fact that they called to let me know - which in normal life is just common good manners, but something as a Sales Person I've learned not to expect - made all the difference in the world to me.

The meeting went pretty well, if I may say so myself. I'm actually pretty damned excited about what we will be able to do together this year. It's my light at the end of the tunnel as it were.

Then.....it was grab everything and hit the road. Hit those 3 stores and just get home. I just wanted to get home. At about the half way mark my "rush" ended and I was struggling to stay awake. There is nothing worse than driving, on an open road, after dark, when you're so tired you actually THINK about just takin' a bit of a nap.....

So, like I said. A mixed bag of tricks. Worth the 3 hours sleep I got Monday night? Yes. Actually it was. Anytime I make progress with ONE account it's worth it. But ohhhhhh I'm so glad I don't have to do that again for a week or so......

Made it!

Well, my day finally ended at 1:15 this morning. It's now 5:51am and I'm out the door heading to Corporate. 2 huge reviews and then we'll choose the new line for those customers. Oh, and can't forget the 3 stores I have to prospect when the meetings are over.

In other words, I may be home by 8:30 tonite. IF everything goes alright.

I made it. I didn't over sleep, I managed a cup of coffee and I actually got my make up on without TOO many mistakes. Hell, I even managed to get dressed in matching clothes and not run my pantyhose.

Gotta run. Can't be late.

Man am I tired......

My Favorite

I was in a pretty big deal meeting the other day. There I sat, all polished and professional. With my pretty black leather binder, the "good" purse, dressed in my "impressive" clothes.

And I wasn't the only one.....

Everyone is taking notes, scribbling wildly to make sure to catch every word. I glanced around the table noting the beautiful golden and platinum pens.

I glance down and my hand, and almost laughed out loud.

Why? What was *I* using?????

My pen had style. Made a statement. Show's where my priorities are.

It said "Fritz's Wooden Nickel".

It's my lucky pen.......I take it every where.

Just Tell Me

OK. Listen up.

There is no reason on earth to be afraid of me. Well, unless you do harm to someone I care about, but on a day to day basis? Yeah, it's cool.

If I email or call or talk to you about something....don't be afraid to be open and honest. Really. It's ok.

Even if what you have to tell me is not what I may want to hear. I may growl a little, or pepper you with rapid fire questions, or heaven forbid I may actually cry.....but I get over it. Really, I'm an Italian Woman. We react and move on.

However........if I email, call or talk to you about something and whatever it is requires some sort of input on your part and you a)ignore me or b)avoid me or the situation then.....we have a problem.

Personally, that sort of reaction to me and my personality hurts a lot. Professionally? It pisses me off more than words could ever expess. Just tell me like it is. Seriously. Not only will I appreciate it, I'll respect you more.

Arrggghhhh.....can you tell I'm not having the best of days? And it's 6:00 in the evening. Will midnight ever get here?

Arab Jabour - an introduction

Laughing Wolf has a great post up over at Blackfive that gives us a bit of a lesson on Arab Jabour from his recent trip there.

Complete with Video.

A couple videos actually.

Take the time to read and watch. It's important that we understand. It's essential that we understand.

Good stuff, LW. Keep it coming. please :-)

I can do this!

OK. I've been checking the weather. Next week it's only supposed to be in the 60's down in Florida.

But...here's how I figure it. I've gotten pretty good at sittin' out on the sun porch in 19 degree weather. Surely To PETE I can handle sittin' on the beach, in the sun, in 60 degree weather.

Right? Right!? RIGHT!!!!

It reminds me of my last trip to the beach before the big move. It was in the upper 60's and I was freezing my ass off. BUT....I knew it was my last hoorah. I forced myself to tough it out.

I have always done a combination of things to "find my happy place". They include sittin' on the sand, by the water, in the sun. And spending time with Cuz and the family. I *WILL* do that next week. I will, I will, I will.

Plus, even though that Gulf wind can be extremely chilling, it can't be worse than these damned northern winds.

Sun. Sand. Family.

I don't care HOW cold it is........next week I'm doin' it all. It doesn't matter how directionally challenged I am.......I *WILL* find my damned happy place. It's a matter of saving my sanity at this point.

Plannin' Ahead

Holy Cow! Og is a roll. He's *ALREADY* asking about OgFest 08. What we're trying to do now is figure out a good weekend. All I'm asking is that the date be decided by the end of March. Then I'll go ahead and start layin' out some plans.

So.....head on over and read HIS vision of this years gathering and let him know some options for dates.

I'm with him, I'd love to see a huge turnout. Last year was extra special because we almost surprised T1G with a big 40th Birthday celebration. I say almost because Chatty Cathy here blew the big surprise about a week or two before the big day. Yeah, I have a little problem keeping my own secrets. But we did have one hell of a good time.

And I think the same will be said for this year.

Check your calendar and let us know. Chicagoland is FABULOUS in July!!!!

A Whole Different Level

NOW I understand. NOW I get it.

I knew my boss had been in the Army. I even knew he was a Ranger.

What I didn't know was a lot of the detail behind what goes into to Making a Ranger.

Holy Mother of all things Holy.

I watched one of the Making of a Ranger shows on the Military Channel.

NOW I get it.

My focus? My dedication? My drive? Yeah, compared to his training and who he is? Nada. Common place. Just another somethin' somethin'.

Good enough is not good enough. Excellence? Expected.

Yeah, it's all clear to me now. And honestly? I'm glad I understand. And I sure do feel sorry for those that don't.

Goin' To The Dogs

My sister breeds English Bulldogs. I've known that for some time now. What I didn't know was she's actually a pretty big deal in the bulldog breeding world.

Huh. Whoda thunk.

Anyway - she's just sent me an email letting me know she has 10 puppies available with more due in a couple of weeks.

And let me tell you......English Bulldogs are some cute puppies. I'm a sucker for those smashed in faces and cute little butts.

She's asked that I help to put the word out. These little doll babies are available additions to your family. Or.....you can buy to breed. Your choice.

Here's her website. It's got all the info on the puppies as well as how to contact her. If nothin' else, check out the pictures. They really are adorable.

Seriously......what's not to love about a face like this.....

I Dropped the Ball

I.....am a terrible BlogMama.

Yesterday was the 2 year anniversary of my blogdaughter KTreva and I missed it.

I flat out missed it.

For two years now, she's been sharing her humor, insight and a glimpse into her life. And I missed it.

But I'm thinking the Packers kickin' a little football ass may have been the perfect gift!!!

Happy (late) Anniversary KTreva. Here's to many more posts that make us laugh, smile and think.

Congratulations!!

Deja Vu?!

Not a good sleep night around here. And I do NOT mean that in a good way....

So after tossing and turning most of the night I finally drag my self out of bed around 7:00. Ahhhh a happy thought crosses my mind.

Coffee. I bought coffee yesterday. To drink in my home. It's a very good thing.

So I add water to the pot and anxiously await the "Beep" telling me my day just got better.

FINALLY......I grab a cup from the cupboard and pour me a cuppa.

A cuppa of flippin' water.

I forgot to add the coffee......

So....I start again. Talking myself through it.

Water?
Check

Coffee?
Check

Good to go.

Except this time I forgot to put the lid on the basket and ended up with coffee all over the flippin' counter.

I'm finally sitting here, an hour later, sipping my first cup of coffee for today.

Please tell me it gets better from here.

Actually it kind of reminded me of THIS particular morning. Except I don't have a pool anymore to make everything better. But I guess it's good that I'm so consistent.......

Know What?

You know what I miss most about having kids?

Oh, yeah, I miss the hugs and kisses.

I miss the laughter and games.

Hell, I even miss the hy-jinx.

But what I miss most is having someone other than myself to blame when shit doesn't get put back where it belongs.

THAT just sucks, can I tell you.........Now.....has anybody seem my brown belt?

I Can't Stop Laughing

OK. I know it's Saturday, but there is no rest for the wicked in this industry I love. I've been hittin' it hard since about 6:30 this morning.

But I just read an article that has me cracking up. I've read it three times and I just can't stop laughing.

Folks. In 2009 there will be a bed on the market that will retail for between $20,000 and $50,000.

All I can say, is thank GOD my company isn't making it.

Holy crap. Can you imagine, in this economy, with all that is going on, trying to get someone to buy a $20,000 bed?!?! I'm not even gonna THINK about the one that's "fully loaded".

Now....in it's defense, it is pretty cool. They are calling it "The Worlds Smartest Bed". (huh....Navy CPO, maybe the worlds smartest man needs the worlds smartest bed!)

Anyway. here's a bit of the description as it was written in the article.

"...will include high-tech devices that monitor sleep, detect snoring and tilt the bed slightly to prevent it, heat and cool the mattress and project high-definition images on a wall screen."

OK, help with snoring, by detecting it? Uhhhh call me silly but if you're sleeping with someone, my bet is that's already been taken care of. But it is kinda cool that the bed will "adjust" itself to help prevent it. Well, except I think that would be kinda weird to be sleeping away and all of a sudden the bed moves. Yeah.....I'm gonna pass on THAT feature.

Hmm heats and cools the mattress. THAT'S kinda cool. (no pun intended) Except for I kinda LIKE to be cool when I sleep....even in the winter. I wonder if you can disable the heat part?

Project movies on the wall? Well, as long as they weren't "just recorded" wink wink that's alright.

But seriously. $20,000?!?!

Consumers are finally realizing that you get what you pay for. A good mattress is an investment in yourself, your health, you sanity at times. But this? I'm gonna say, at the risk of damaging my future in this industry, that if you SPEND $20,000 - $50,000 I'm past worried about your sanity.......

Like I said, knowing what I know, dealing with what I deal with day in and day out....this is about the FUNNIEST thing I've read in a long time.

At Least It Wasn't Me

I just love it when a plan falls apart......

Got up this morning to a notice from my corporate office. Seems someone didn't do all their homework and missed the deadline to file certain paperwork so that we could work in that mall this weekend.

So we had to cancel. When they reschedule I will be in Florida.

I don't have to drive 5 hours this weekend. I can stay home, do reports, clean my house, relax (kinda).

Seriously, I wouldn't want to be the person that dropped that particular ball, but I sure would like to buy them a drink.......

Problems?!?!

Is anyone else having trouble with Gmail?

I can't get the damned thing to even START.....kinda feel lost without my email.......

Lady in a Red Dress

Well, that went pretty well. After the two anxiety attacks of course. But other than that? Not a bad day.....

I decided that if I'm going to be "prospecting" I needed a little boost. So...today I wore my new red dress. I love to wear red, and I love this dress. So, that started things off on a good note.

First account? Store closing. Very sad. So I stopped by, said my good-byes and picked up my signs and such.

Next? Cold call to a major furniture store in Rockford. I won't lie to you folks. I was nervous as hell over this. No is No. And Hell No hurts.....

I walked in and five minutes later walked out with not just an appointment but an appointment to set the new line. 9 beds. In 5 minutes.

Holy Shit.

Next? Big reset meeting. We needed to review 2007 and plan 2008. What should have been a 1 hour meeting turned into 3 1/2.

I went from 6 beds to 17. I kicked my old employer off the floor. I gained a 30% market share.

I kicked ass!!!

Then......I went to Fritz's for a glass of wine and a pizza to take home. I walked in and neither bartender OR Fritz recognized me! Huh....maybe I need to actually get dressed more often!!!

SO....even though I still have 3 hours of work left for tonite and need to do reports tomorrow morning and actually work a store on Sunday - I'm pretty flippin' pleased with myself.

Maybe I need to go buy a few MORE red dresses.....

Poppin' In

Huh. I can breathe. That's kinda nice.....

Thanks for all the well wishes and advice. I've been taking MucinexDM, Dayquil, and TheraFlu at night. Like everyone else, I just can't kick this bad boy - and I don't think the flying helped at all. I still just have no energy at all......and just about no voice!

I did, however, get a shitload of work done yesterday. Three line proposals finalized and sent out. We're havin' a sale, so I customized the info and sent it to the appropriate customers. Fixed some credit issues (again). Prepared my presentation for this afternoon. Scheduled appointments to show the new line next week. Oh, and while 2 hours late, got my boss the damned weekly report he harps about constantly.

This morning I bounded out of bed at 5:00. OK, bounded might be a bit of an exaggeration. I got up, put on my Marine hat, pulled on my boots and a coat and went to the gas station. I've been out of coffee for most of the week, and there was no way in HELL I was going to try and flat iron my hair without some caffeine.

Since then, I've reviewed today's plans and paperwork, sent about a dozen emails, and am preparing to start on my presentation for Monday.

It's only flippin' 5:55 in the damned morning!!!!!!!

Someone asked me yesterday when things will lighten up. I said I'd love to say in a couple of weeks. Or even the middle of next month. But that....would be a huge lie. If I'm lucky, and if I work THROUGH my vacation (paperwork and phone calls) I may, just MAY be in a spot to take a breath by the end of March.

1 1/2 months.

The good news is, it'll make the time pass quickly. There is that.

But damned, it's gonna be busy around here......

Political Pause

The first thing I thought when I saw the headline was...."Kiss of Death".

What am I talking about?

Kerry Endorses Obama

But then I realized the Dems still love that guy, so really? It's just more of a problem for Hillary than anyone....

But it is kinda fun to watch their in-fighting.......

PSA

I'm sick....still.

I'm so busy I can't see the end of the day.......

You know the old saying "All Work No Play"?

Well in Tammi's World right now, that keeps Tammi employed.

Hope to return to regular blogging soon - but right now I've visions of line-ups and price sheets running through my head. Dodging the mucus and other crap I can't get rid off. And I'm thinkin' y'all really don't care about that stuff.......

Sorry.

Ahhhhhh

Home.

Happy to BE home.

Exhausted.

Buried in paperwork.

But home. Paradise has never been so welcome.......

I'm a Survivor

It's fine. It's all fine. It'll be fine.

Sorta.

Meeting was alright. Long. REALLY long. And this morning I'm due at the airport at 6:00CT.

But man oh man am I slammed. I do NOT know how I'm going to make everything happen that I need to make happen.

AND....because even though my nickname is PITA, I'm also known as a team player, I get to drive to a mall up by 6 Flags and work a "market experiment" on Sunday.

What is THAT all about? I'm so glad you asked. I will be one of those really annoying people that interrupt your shopping pleasure to have to test a bed and then tell me what you think. You know, those people that everyone tries to ignore? Yeah.....THAT'LL be a ball of fun.

OK - THAT sure didn't sound right. "test the bed and tell me what you think"....yeah, probably gonna want to work on the phrasing for that...

But, I'll be there. With bells on. Full of energy and joy. I'm just bummed that Fritz's is closed on Sunday's and I can't go there and slam a few when it's over......

Meanwhile, I'm off to the airport. And lots and lots of paperwork.....

A week. I just need to make it through the next week. Then......I'm plantin' my fat white ass on the beach until I'm either thoroughly tanned or too drunk to care......

What A Weird Night

OK, I've traveled a LOT in my day. Stayed in a lot of hotels. But last night was the FIRST time the power was out all night. No back up no nothin'.

Of course I only know because I woke up and it was 300 degrees in my room. Or at least it felt like it. No power. None in the hallways, nothing. Not even the phones worked.

Then....I was awake most of the night trying to figure out how I was going to pack in the dark. No to mention get showered and dressed.

Then magically - at 5:11 this morning the lights all came on.

I only know THAT because during the night I had attempted to turn on the lights in the room to try and figure out what was going on.

BRIGHT LIGHT!! BRIGHT LIGHT!!

But that whole no power thing in a hotel? I've NEVER heard of that. It was flat out freaky!!!!

Goin' In.....

So this morning I'm getting ready to head out to the plant for our big LAUNCH SALES MEETING.

WooHoo!!

Not.

I'm tryin'. Really I am. But as late as yesterday I was sittin' on the plane waiting to get to the gate dealing with.....with......shit. It's so damned frustrating. Because it's the SAME shit I've been dealing with for the past 9 months.

But the word on the street is that, even after all the cuts, if you don't have the right attitude you're gone.

I really can't afford to be gone. Nope. Not one little bit.

So....I was talkin' to a friend in Tampa during the drive to the airport, hoping for some encouragement.

You know what I got? Huh?! I got the old "Shit, you can do it. You're charming" line.

Trust me folks....I really don't think I'm *THAT* charming.

But I'm gonna give it the old college try.

I *DO* love the new line. Really I do.

I *DO* have some customers that are gonna knock those bean counters on their asses with their performance this year.

I *DO* have some pretty good prospects.

And I *DO* love a good free meal. And we've been promised a "special" one this evening.

So yeah, I'll be fine. I'll just be really glad to be home tomorrow night......I'm good, but I'm not THAT good. This is what you might refer to as a smash and grab. Pop in, smile, ask intelligent questions (and YES, I *can* do that) and get the hell out.

It's all in the timing........

Is it just me???

I'm either getting stuffy in my "old age" or maybe I'm more of a snob than I realized but.......

I just have a problem staying in a hotel/motel that has candy bars and condoms in the same vending machine.......

Spread a Little Love

Sean, the infamous Doc in the Box is headin' back for his FOURTH trip to the sandbox. And he's not havin' a whole lot of good luck right now.

Click on over and leave him a bit of love....for cryin' out loud. FOUR trips!!!!

We love you Sean. Take care of yourself and your troops!!!!

Sick Sick Sick

OK - I saw THIS over at MilBlogs and my blood pressure skyrocketed.

You'll want to read the whole story. But...in a nutshell, some ass hole pulled information about a Marine off a website, then assumed his identity and started scammin' women on an internet dating site. Scammin' for money......

Bastard.

Low life Mother F'in Bastard.

Good News

Hook has TWO posts with some pretty cool stuff from the front.

First is Operation Patriot Strike

And here is a hair raising story about the MRAP Vehicles.

We have GOT to keep getting the GOOD NEWS out there. Check it out!!!

It's Broken

Man oh man oh man oh man.

HOW is it possible that a day can be THIS bad THIS early?!?!?! It's only 7:15am for cryin' out loud.

I had a bad call from a VERY irate customer on my way to the Spa on Saturday. He was one pissed off puppy, let me tell you.

Well, it was Saturday. There were no calls I could make, nothing I could do. It's not like our office folks work on the weekend.

6:00 this morning. 6 o'clock in the flippin' morning it started. The phone calls.

In a nut shell? I cannot issue credit for anything that I do not have proof that it was returned. Long and short of the situation. Can't do it.

So....I'm calling the trucking company. I know it was picked up, where's the paperwork?

I'm calling corporate. If I get you the proof will you issue credit IMMEDIATELY.

I'm leaving messages for the customer........

Normally I can make things happen. It's what I do.

In this situation?...I cannot pull this out of my magic ass.

I think it might be broken.......

Limping to the Finish Line

When I was at Fritz's Saturday they had the Pittsburgh/Jacksonville game on. I'll tell ya, I was pullin' for those Steelers. And for just a moment there, I thought they just might win.

As the final whistle blew I looked at Fritz and just told him, "that right there seals the deal on the Bucs. There are NEVER 2 winning Florida teams."

But still......I held out a grain of hope.......

As I was watching the pregame on Sunday, all they could talk about was the trash talk that happened a few days before the game.

That, in itself was not surprising. Hell, it's one of the things I usually enjoy the most about the game.

Until I heard that it was Ronde Barber.

Ronde? Trash talking?!?

So....here is my response to THAT:

Dear Ronde,

You know I just admire you to pieces. I tell EVERYONE what a nice boy you are - on and off the field.

But Dude. Seriously. You? Trash talkin'? Against the GIANTS?!?!

What were you thinking?!

First off....you really don't do it very well. Seriously. Even *I* was laughing at you.

Second.....you brought it on yourself. You threw down the gauntlet in a year where we're strugglin' (and having nothing to really brag about in the first place) and by golly they picked it up. And wiped our asses with it.

So don't. Stop it. It's just not YOU.

Not to mention if you're gonna talk the talk, you damned well better be able to walk the walk. And right now? Yeah, it's been a limpin' kind of year.......

Sincerely
Tammi

Balmy?

It was over 60 degrees here yesterday. Holy Cow!!

Every drop of snow is gone from the yard and mud is everywhere.

The sight that greeted you if you drove past Paradise yesterday was me...in my Buc's shirt, jeans and slippers taking down my Christmas lights.

In January. In 60 degree weather.

It really is so much easier, physically and emotionally, when you don't have to wade through 3 feet of snow to put away Christmas.

I'm figurin' I won't be quite so lucky next year........

Ahhhh....I feel like dancin'.....

I LOVE to watch someone who enjoys their job.

Check this out over at Lex's.

Perfect for a smile on a Sunday!

Confession Time

Ok. It's time to 'fess up. Oh, and guys? Yeah, it's a girly post so if you don't want to read any further I'll more than understand. Really. It'll bore you to tears.

Anyway...Back in September I really started working out diligently. I was on a roll. And feeling pretty good. Then...I screwed up my knee. Really hard to do stairs and such when every step was more than just painful. So, I let myself heal.

In other words, I sat on my ass. And complained.

Then came Thanksgiving. And the kickoff to my obsessive Christmas baking. I ate more junk than 6 people have a right too. I felt like someone put sugar in my gas tank. Sluggish doesn't begin to cover it.

That would be when I got pissed off. SERIOUSLY pissed off.

And let me be clear on one thing. It has NOTHING to do with how others see me. It's all about how I feel and how I see myself. I'll admit, I'm havin' a bit of a mid life crisis. We all do, so I'm not gonna kid myself. This is a ME thing. I don't really care how you see things. I'm doin' this so that *I* am happy.

That being said....

I still can't work out like I was. The knee is just....not right. BUT, I am being obsessive - to a point - about what I eat. Most of the time. About every 3 weeks I make a big ole pot of vegetable soup. Just beef broth, a big ole bag of mixed veggies and a small head of cabbage. If that doesn't clean out the ole tank nothin' will.

And...here's where the confession part comes in.......I've started taking a pill called Miracle Burn. Yes, it's a diet aid of sorts. But the cool part is it's natural and it does NOT hop me up like so many used to.

Now, I'll be honest. In my younger days I was a huge speed freak. And if you know me at all, the very IDEA of me on speed is frightening beyond words. I'm a bit high energy in my natural state. Yeah, let's just say it's not pleasant. On any level.

But because I like that so much, I was very nervous about taking something. So I did my homework. I looked at what WOULDN'T give me that feeling but would still help control my appetite and help boost my metabolism enough to jump start a bit of weight loss.

Miracle Burn. Now....I can only speak for myself, and I'm not recommending anyone run out and order this. But for me? It seems to be working.

First off, I didn't put on a single pound over the holidays. Not One Pound. As I monitored what I was consuming I figured I had to be just sucking on the weight like a vacuum. But I didn't. In fact, I can't say right now, but I think I've actually LOST a few pounds.

And I do have more energy. Not that hopped up, heart racing kind of fake energy. Just....energy. And the best part is, it hasn't screwed up my sleep. When I'm not sleeping it has more to do with not going to bed than anything else. I can't explain it, but I promise, the days I'm not sleeping it's more than just those two pills I take in the morning.

I'm not proud of the fact that I'm doing this. But I was desperate. I know that sounds stupid to most of you, but I was miserable with things. THAT'S why the fact that I could wear that damned purple dress was so flippin' exciting to me. I needed something to make me feel good about myself. I'll admit it. I'm easy. A dress that I love, looking good? Yeah, that does make you feel better.

But when it comes to this sort of thing I've never hidden this from my blogging. I've been very open about my eating disorders and my feelings about how I look. So....in that vein I just figured I needed to 'fess up. My goal is to only take these through Memorial Day. If I don't have myself together by then, no MIRACLE pill is gonna help.

And I'll keep you posted on how it goes. But...it sure as hell isn't gonna be the focus of what goes on here. I just figured with the fact that it's a new year, and everyone seems to be on the whole diet and fitness kick, I'd throw in my two cents worth.......

It Was A Good Day

Wow. Yesterday was exactly what the doctor ordered.

Ladies...if you haven't had a REAL facial, do yourself a favor and get one. Seriously. It's not just good for your skin, it's good for the soul.

Then....like that isn't enough, the Border Babes headed to Richmond's for some yummy goodness and some kick ass champagne. Oh, and drunken Wii.

Can't forget the drunken Wii.

My evening ended down at Fritz's. I'm going to be gone for the next month of weekends and the only chance I get to see my friend C is on Saturday nights. So, I went down for my first northern attempt at drinkin' and not smoking. In my mind the company and the conversation was MORE than worth it.

I had to laugh. We've had a year's notice that this was going to happen. A year to prepare ourselves. Instead, most smokers just kept their heads in the sand hopin' if they ignored it the law would never get enforced.

Well guess what? There's no smokin' folks. No matter how much you bitch and moan, you can't light up inside. Deal with it.

I pissed off a couple of folks but for the most part, the smokers I talked to agreed with me.

I look at it this way, we'd had this law in Florida for more than a few years by the time I moved up here. I was used to having to step outside if I wanted to have a drag or two.

Hell, I remember when I first came up here. I was rather shocked that I could sit down, have a sandwich and a beer then top it off with a cigarette. I figure this has been like a three year reprieve for me.

The big difference is there's really only 2 weeks of bad weather in Florida. Up here? Yeah, it sucks to stand out in the blowing cold and try and have a smoke. Kinda defeats the whole "I smoke to relax" line. hehehehe.

And it is gonna take a while for people to get used to this. I will tell you it was very pleasant sitting at the bar, sipping my wine and having a conversation without the smell and smoke. And THAT from a smoker. I can only imagine how the non-smokers are enjoying it.

But....back to the day. It was fantastic. What a great day for four ladies that needed to pamper themselves a bit. A big thanks to TNT, Richmond and KTreva for the good company. It's comforting to know we'll be doin' that again soon.

Really, we've GOT to get to that vineyard. I'm in serious need of some good wine!!!!

Maxine's Thought for the Day

The problem with after Christmas sales is the lack of after Christmas money.

Well, when she's right....she's right.....

Family Tradition

Wow.

SemperFi Wife got me on this one.

The Wheels on the Bus......

Wow.

Another addition to my prayer list. SemperFi Wife? You've raised a good one.....Thank You!

Update on Operation Puppy Love

Laughing Wolf has the latest news on that very special puppy DJ and the trip out of Iraq.

The video is fantastic.

A lot of people have put a lot of effort into making this happen.

It's Saturday. You've got the time. Check it out.....

THAT Explains it.....

Y'all will enjoy this.

Bits of a conversation held during T1G's holiday visit:

Tammi: So....what'd ya get for Christmas?

T1G: This, That, This, a knife sharpener...

Tammi: Damn it. You got a knife sharpener?! I ask for a knife sharpener every year and never get one. That's not fair!

T1G:.........

T1G: Well...

Tammi: Never mind...

Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. I'm making a ham sandwich. I have just one hunk of ham left so I'm slicin' it up. In my hand.

You know....butterfly bandages work pretty good. I think I'll just pick up some more of those and wait on that knife sharpener for a bit.....

Prettified

The Border Babes Ride Again!!

WooHoo!! Today is gonna flat out ROCK.

TNT, bein' the sweetie that she is, got each of The Border Babes a gift certificate to a day spa. And today is the golden day.

So...I'll be pickin' up KTreva and meeting up with Richmond over at TNT's house. Within the hour I will be getting a sinfully wonderful facial.

Oh.....I'm so excited I cannot express myself......

THEN, if that isn't enough, we're off to Richmond's house for yummies and chatting.

Did I mention the two bottles of bubbly that will be accompanying us on this little outing?

Oh....it's gonna be great.......

So. I'm off to be spoiled. Y'all have a great day. Cause I know I sure will.....

Cashin' In

I'm sorry about this, but I'm so damned tickled I just have to tell you......I'm cashin' my chips in.

See, I have this family wedding coming up. And, as usual, I need something to wear.

So....I dig through the closet. I found the perfect dress, so I'm happy as a pig in shit.

BUT, that's not what this is about.

During the search, I came across one of my favorite "evening" dresses. It's a beautiful deep purple, velvet. Spandex and velvet. It falls a few inches above the knee, but is otherwise very simple. V-neck, long sleeves just.....fitted. Yeah, pretty fitted.

I looked at it and knew it was do or die time. If I couldn't wear it now, with my "new" body, it was goin' to goodwill.

So I tried it on.

No pantyhose, I wanted to see it in the worst possible light.

Holy Crap.

I can still pull it off. If I may say so myself, it looked GREAT!

I'm so damned happy I can hardly stand myself. I bought the damned thing 4 or 5 years ago, my body was very different than it is now.

I bought it because it was fitted and showed off the things that, well, honestly I not only don't want to show them off anymore, I'm trying to hide them.

But it works. Differently, but it's great.

Now.....now I need a reason to wear a beautiful sexy purple velvet dress.

I'm thinking Fritz's might not be the best venue.......

Games People Play

I like games. Really. I'm not ANTI games. I play cards, board games, football.....yeah. Games are good.

But NOT in life. No. Personal head games and the business games? Flippin' piss me off.

Which is the down side of my new "job". My main focus is opening new accounts.

Wanna know a secret? I hate prospecting. Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate.

Take Wednesday for instance. I made some phone calls. Talked to a couple of prospects. Good conversations. Nice. Polite. So I tell them I'll be dropping in that afternoon. They won't let me "schedule" anything but "popping in" is fine.

So I drive to Janesville. About an hour.

They left. Gone. Won't be returning.

He couldn't tell me that when I said I'd be stopping by?

Noooo....what we have here is a good douse of "how bad does Tammi want it?". And honestly? I HATE jumping to someone else's tune.

I got a product. You need a product. Let's talk.

You want it? Fine. No? OK too.

But don't have me jumping through hoops, kissin' your ass just because it gives you a head rush.

DAMN I hate that.........

And no one, NO ONE, is letting me schedule. They all want me to drive however far, just to show them how much I care.

THAT smacks of some of the games I've seen women play. Well....if he REALLY likes me he'll (insert task here) without me even saying.

Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

I just hate that. WHERE EVER it's played.

So yeah...fun times. Man I hope they find a different position for me soon. I'm likely to kill someone if I have to do this for very long......

My Take

The good news?

Hillary got humiliated!!

Fred is still in the race.

The bad news?

Huckabee? HUCKABEE?!?!?!

Obama?

It's still early. And THAT is the best news of all........

Why Is It?.....

Why do you always ALWAYS feel so much worst before you feel any better? uhhh...

Yesterday.....I slept. All day. Other than a couple rather quick phone calls and getting up every now and again to take more meds...I slept. I felt horrible.

Wednesday I was feeling pretty alright. I got up, got dressed - really dressed - and hit a prospect account. I even stopped and visited with Richmond for a bit. (on a side note...racing cows is the SHIT! If laughter is the best medicine I should be healed!)

But yesterday? Bad. Really REALLY bad.

I'm traveling next week, for cryin' out loud. I've got training and meetings and open houses.....I don't have time for this.

So, I slept. Today? I'm awake now. I just took meds and will be heading back to the bed place in about 2 minutes. Then? I figure around noon I'll get dressed, get in the car and hit some stores.....

But damn....

Seriously....

I'm not a fan of daytime tv. I'm not a fan of Oprah. BUT....a large part of society is.

Today she has a show that hits very close to home. One that I feel pretty strong about.

A Mother's Nightmare. Part II.

Now, I'll admit I didn't see Part I. To be honest, I simply can't watch that stuff. Still cuts too close to the bone. Hell, I still have nightmares on occasion.

But they are saying that in this episode they are addressing the effect abuse has on the children. What staying in that situation says to them. The damage that is done emotionally. The lessons it teaches.

THAT is important.

They are also addressing the need of having an escape plan. THAT I believe in 100%. I had one. Sort of.

When I realized I was leaving I told a few people close to me. I started buying furniture and stuff and storing it in a safe place. I *KNEW* I wasn't going to be able to take much with me.

The only thing I didn't plan for was the finances. Hell, I made great money at the time. I had fabulous credit and money in the bank.

I never in my wildest dreams imagined he would clean me out. Take everything. And then some.

I should have thought of that......

Anyway......this looks to be a must see. I'll be honest, I don't know if I'll be able to watch. We'll see. But....I *DO* recommend it to those who are or know of someone in an abusive situation.

Announcing.....

I woke this morning to a nightmare. I've started leaving the TV in the living room on, just because the sounds of the house settling have freaked me out..what with the furnace issues and all. So....as I'm slowly waking I hear the words FRIDGID and ARTIC and for just a moment I thought I was still married to my ex-husband. AAAHHHHHH!! I snapped up and quickly realized it was all just a bad bad dream.

It seems to be all they are talking about on the news this morning, so I was going to do a post about it.

Then decided to hell with that. Cold is cold. If you can't take it, stay in. Which is what I plan on doing today.

So I started looking at some of the notes I have for posts and realized I got some news. Some pretty big news.

Folks.......it is my pleasure to announce a new blogger. Navy CPO has been commenting over here and I always enjoy his input. Over the holiday I received an email asking for a bit of info on starting up a blog.

WooHoo!!!

Now, it may surprise you, but I actually had a few things to say. :-)

After a few emails he sent me the url to his new place. Musings from the Smartest Man in the World!

So I headed over for a spot of reading.

He's been in the Navy for 19 years. He's a family man living in California. He's smart. He's funny.

This. Is gonna work just fine.

But then I realized I had a delima. TECHNICALLY since I "mentored" him, he's mine. He's part of my family.

But he didn't give me permission to "claim" him.

That would be when I took a page from Mama Vi's book and decided he really doesn't have much of a choice. Navy CPO? Yeah, welcome to the Bad Example Family - Tammi's World's branch.

Then I just cracked myself up. I got all protective. Of a career Navy guy. I found myself thinkin' how y'all better be nice. How I want y'all to go over and visit. Encourage him. How angry I'd be if someone pulled some crap over there.........

Me. Protective of a Naval Chief Petty Officer. THAT'S funny....

So....this is what I'm gonna need for you to do. Head on over. Check out Navy CPO. Leave him a comment and welcome him to the Wonderful World of Blogging.......

Funny Email

Got this in an email last night. CRACKED me UP!!!

The consequences of outsourcing

They got all excited and asked if I could drive a truck.

Operation Puppy Love

Blackfive has even more details on the story behind DJ, the puppy that Laughing Wolf is escorting home, and the incredible men that sacrificed all........

Take the time to read it. Please. Their story MUST be shared.

Today's Thought

OK. New Year. New Calendar.

This year I'm going with one of my personal hero's. Maxine. Damn....I *SO* want to be her when I get old.

Anyway....without further ado, here is today's thought....

I love the promise of the new year! This year, for example, I promise to be even crabbier than usual.

Oh yeah....this is gonna work for me.........

State of Mind

It's 10 degrees.

I just shoveled my drive.

In a dress.

I.

Am an idiot.

In just about 2 weeks and I'm in Florida. 2 weeks and I'm playing in the sand.

Meanwhile, I just have to keep from doing myself any REAL damage.......

Hey Packer Fans!!!

I had to laugh when I got our newsletter this morning.

SuperBowl Fever is overtaking EVERYTHING

Now, one of the major players in Furniture and Appliance sales located in Wisconsin will waive any bill on items purchased between Dec 26 and tomorrow Jan 3 IF the Packers WIN the SuperBowl.

That's a pretty good deal, if you ask me.

So if you live in lower Wisconsin, and you need some furniture, you might just want to check this out.........

Out the gate running

OK. Back to work.

I sorta took it easy last week, what with Christmas and actually having things to do...you know - actual FUN things. So, I didn't hit it as hard as I should have.

Today.....oye. All I can think of is everything I don't have done. Lists to make, customers to organize. Credits to sort out.

And I'll be honest. I've made it really tough on myself.

You see......I've mentioned a time or two that this territory was a real clusterf*ck when I took over. That. Would be a major understatement. You can never know the crap I've had to shovel. The asses I've had to kiss. The rules I've not only bent but smashed to smithereens. Just to save what I had.

And it worked. Pretty much. I've only lost one account, and I just found out about that a couple of weeks ago. I'm going to go a courtin' to see if I can save it, but still......with everything that was wrong? Yea, losing one isn't too shabby.

But now I've created a nightmare for myself. By breaking rules, circumventing procedures I've lost track. Things have fallen through the cracks. Disappeared.

And let me tell you. A few missing mattresses really is a big deal.

So - this week is all about pulling shit together. I'm leaving for Columbus next week, to review everything with my boss. Despite everything I'd still like to WOW them with my mad sellin' skills.

Yeah. Not really a problem most days. But when you can't breathe, can't see, your head feels like it's about to implode and your chest feels likes it's in a vice every time you go to do anything, it might be a bit of a challenge.

But I like challenges. Right? RIGHT?!?

Not My Brightest Idea......

That's it. I'm not allowed to pick the movies on a holiday weekend. Seriously.

You know what I ordered from Net Flix for the past couple of days?

Huh?

Do ya?

Let me tell you.....

We are Marshall....that I watched on New Years Eve, what would have been my parents wedding anniversary. The movie starts with a plane crash. Yeah, that's how my father died......

THEN....I got The Kingdom.

Oh, and if that's not enough....Reign Over Me.

That's right. All three of those in 48 hours. One at a time? Not so bad...but all three? WTF was I thinking?!?!?!

I tried to tell myself my eyes were watering from the cold. I couldn't sleep because of the meds.....I used every line I could think of....

What it boils down too? I'm not allowed to pick the movies anymore. Gonna make it kind of tough, but there you are.....

You'll Want To Read This

I've mentioned that my friend Laughing Wolf is in Iraq for the holidays. Well, for the holidays and a very special mission.

The story is posted HERE at Blackfive. LW is escorting a very special puppy home from Iraq.

It's the PERFECT way to start off the new year. Take a minute. You'll be glad you did.

Best Line So Far

I decided I was hungry. It's a holiday, of sorts, and I'm gonna treat myself.

So.....I stopped channel surfing, just leaving the channel where it landed. Then I head to the kitchen.

Sausage and french toast is exactly what I'm craving right now.....

As I'm starting to fry the sausage (why does that just sound so wrong?) anyway.....I hear it.

"A good ass will get you a better paycheck"

huh. So THAT'S what I've been doing wrong all these years.........

and don't think the irony was lost on me.

My New Year

I'm pretty sure, if you stop by over here, you know I'm sorta mushy. At times. And that every now and again I get rather introspective. Occasionally.

Well, New Years seems to me, to be the perfect time for that. In fact, it's all I've been able to do since I woke up this morning.

And yes, since I have a blog, looks like I'm gonna drag you down that lane with me. :-)

Hey now, you can't complain. You stopped by, after all.....

Last year this time I was in Florida. Just bought Lana and spent New Years with a good friend. A good drinking friend.

Holy Cow. Our New Years Eve was....ummm.....ahhhh.....potent. Yeah, potent. The first day of the year dawned, I was hung over to beat the band, and had to meet two of my favorite guys for breakfast. T1G & Zonker. Great guys - but between us? Yeah, you really don't want to show up for breakfast being the only one with a hangover. They can be sorta merciless.

Anyway.....the job at that time was good. Except I just seemed to always be on a plane, or driving. Never home. I've been trying to get OUT of that cycle for the last 5 years. I'm tired. Hell, I'll be honest, I'm lonely. And most often you don't get a life if you're never standing still.

But it goes farther back than even last year. I've been looking for "Balance" for most of my adult life. I just want balance and continuity. For someone who craves security like I do, I'm in the wrong damned profession. It would be funny if it weren't so true.

So.....last year I was living in an attic, on the road 75% of the time, and just kind of moving through life. Waiting. I was simply waiting.

Then, out of the blue I get this incredible job offer. Vice President. Mattresses. More money than I ever thought I would make.

I didn't make the jump easy. Hell, I played hard to get. VERY hard to get. And they met every demand I put out there. So....yet again, I changed jobs.

And I found Paradise. Now...I've told y'all often enough that I fell in love with this house the first time I drove into this valley from the Postage Stamp. No reason, I just spotted it, sitting on the corner, with it's pretty black shutters and thought...Wow. I love that little house.

So to actually live here? Yeah. Most of the time it makes me very happy. Even right now, with the leaky roof and the empty rooms, I love this place. It feels......like home.

And speaking of THE Valley....I'm starting to make friends. Oh, some folks knew OF me before, but the last few months I've really TRIED to step out a bit. Now, people actually know my NAME. And not JUST because I'm new. Or different. It's nice. Hell, it's more than nice.

With the job, I won't kid you. Many mornings I still wake up so angry. I feel betrayed and used. To be honest, my ego took a huge beating the last few weeks. And I haven't totally forgiven them for that.

And lately, I've missed my friends. Very much. Oh, I *am* making new ones, and have some wonderful people up here.....but there are just some people in our lives that....well, when they aren't around, things just aren't RIGHT.

So here comes 2008. And I'm no where near where I was last year this time. And I know, that things will be different when I look back next year this time.

I don't know what's coming, I just know I need to be ready. Ready for anything and everything.

I don't do "New Years Resolutions". No...just realizations.

I realized I want to be RIGHT HERE next year. Here in THE Valley, living in Paradise, doing what I'm going to be doing. Selling mattresses. Gotta tell you, that one kind of surprised me.

I realized that hope does not die easily in me. I try and try to be practical. But....I'm just about the most hopeful person I know. And honestly? That's not really a bad thing, to my way of thinking.

I realized I have a bit too much pride. Ego as it were. And THAT I need to work on. I've always believed that we go through rough spots to teach us a lesson. And we'll KEEP going through those rough spots until we learn them. I don't want to go through the month I've just been through again. It's NOT all about me. Like I said....I've got to work on that.

I realized blogging is actually pretty important to me. I was on the verge of quitting a couple of times this year. But just about the time I was ready to walk away I'd get an email, thanking me. Or just saying they enjoy reading over here. Whatever. I'm just all drivel and nonsense, but it is who I am, and I do enjoy the writing. And it touches me more than I can say to know that sometimes it actually does some good. So there's no plans of stopping. Consider that a warning.....

So....this is my annual review. My looking back, my taking stock. I really do love new beginnings. ESPECIALLY when I have a good foundation.

And that would be my New Years wish for you. A year full of love, laughter and good things. All based off the firm foundation of knowing......anything is possible.

It's all in the attitude

I bought a new plaque. I read the words and HAD to have it.

My mantra, that has hung in my home for years, is Live Well, Love Much, Laugh Often.

THAT is how I try to live my life.

But this? This grounds me.....

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Yeah.......keep that in mind as we move into the new year. I, personally, think that's a pretty damned good measure.

Happy New Year!