Tammi's World

Smokin'.......

I've talked about Cuz here before, she's Carmen's mom and the closest thing to a big sister I've ever had. I just love her to pieces.

Her Mama was my Mama's little sister, well one of them at least, and they were very close. We lost her in, I think it was 1968. A while later Cuz and her family moved to Florida. She was my rock for those years I lived down there. Without a doubt.

We loved to decorate our houses together. Painting? Not a decision made without discussing it. Furniture? Yeah, another decision that was bounced around. But the most fun we had was shopping for Knick Knacks together.

And we share a love of candles. In fact, one night we were sitting at her place discussing who had the most. I won, with over 150 out and about in my house. (You have to remember, I had a pretty big place at that time, 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, a great room, living room, etc.....)

I miss having her around as I settle into Paradise and get things "prettified".

This place is very different than any other home I've had. I can't explain it, but it's different. Last night we were talking about.....candles, and I told her that I think she has permanently won the "Most Candles" contest once and for all. I will NEVER have that many again, just because I don't have the places to put them. It's kinda sad, actually.

Well, after we hung up and I started to settle in for the night, I smelt it. Smoke. Just a hint, but smoke non the less. And it kept getting......smokier. I started to get concerned.

I checked the porch, as I always have a jar candle burning to off set the cigarette smell. Nope, that was out and the lid was on.

Then I checked the kitchen. No....everything was out and fine.

Dining room? Same. Okey Dokey.

But the smell of smoke was burning my eyes, it was so strong. I checked the basement, just to be double sure everything was alright with the fuse box and furnace. Nope. Not that.

I probably spent the bulk of my evening chasing that damned smoke.

Finally I realized it wasn't Paradise so I went to bed. And about choked. The smoke was so heavy in the bedroom it was like a fog.

WTF?!?!??!

I have the bedroom window cracked. I love that cool air as I sleep.

Well someone waited until well after dark to burn leaves. And for some unknown reason the smoke was pouring into my room.

Yeah, I love the smell of a good fire, but that? Not so much. Really, didn't do anything for me.

But at least I didn't set my own house on fire. AND I realized that I'm pretty much ok with fewer candles. Less to worry about.......

Posted by Tammi at November 7, 2007 06:49 AM | TrackBack