tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316605692024-03-07T04:59:12.126-05:00Passion, Obsession or InsanityTammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.comBlogger866125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-70349411081945414082019-11-27T13:36:00.000-05:002019-11-27T13:36:09.117-05:00Buy & Buy<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are some days and some moments that will forever leave a mark on your life. This is one of those moments - being the moment I first heard this song by<a href="https://www.rossellismusic.com/" target="_blank"> Ross Ells</a>. It a song, a story, an emotion, a moment, a changing. This song is so powerful. Listen to it. read it. It will change you if you are open to the idea of there being more to life than materialistic things. There is so much more!!! </span></div>
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My preacher's name was Jack Daniel's</div>
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Told me about what heaven is like</div>
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Said, "If the road to there ain't rocky</div>
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Son, ya must not be doing it right"</div>
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I threw my pills out the upstairs window</div>
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Drove to the beach to clear my mind</div>
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I watched those waves crash to rock bottom</div>
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Felt kinda light, this life of mine</div>
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Buy and buy</div>
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We buy and buy</div>
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Ain't nobody buying time</div>
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We spend our lives</div>
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Dollars and dimes</div>
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But ain't nobody buying time</div>
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My daddy said, "Son, better take vacation</div>
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Even if your money all ran out"</div>
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Now me and daddy don't talk much no more</div>
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But, damn, I sure need him right now</div>
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You put my name up in your journal</div>
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You re-erased and tore out that page</div>
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But that's alright, baby, we'll meet in heaven</div>
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But only God knows that day</div>
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Oh, buy and buy</div>
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We buy and buy</div>
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Ain't nobody buying time</div>
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We spend our lives</div>
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Dollars and dimes</div>
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But ain't nobody buying time</div>
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I broke my pockets, I break my body</div>
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I broke some hearts along the way</div>
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I can't rewind, no, there's no vacation</div>
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No where to save me from this pain</div>
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Oh, buy and buy</div>
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We buy and buy</div>
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But ain't nobody buying time</div>
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We spend our lives</div>
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Dollars and dimes</div>
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But ain't nobody buying time</div>
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And I would cling to the old rugged cross</div>
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Till my trophies at last I lay down</div>
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And I would cling to the old rugged cross</div>
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And exchange 'em some day for a crown</div>
</span>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-20590102316565034842019-11-25T12:59:00.000-05:002019-11-25T12:59:48.665-05:00Begin Anew<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The days come. The days go. What means most is what fills those days with love, life and hope. I've been a dog's age away from this blog and I've been thinking about rekindling my relationship with writing again.<br />
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I had an encounter with a patient in my place of employment and she blogs, and during a very short conversation about the importance of having that place to dump your thoughts, clear your mind, speak your truth and move forward, she encouraged me to get back to my blog. That conversation was less than a week back, and that the thoughts were still there, I figured now was a good a time as any to get to 'work'! <br />
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I'm not sure where I will lead this blog and how often the content will be shared, but I know it is a void I want to fill. This blog and those that commented made such a indelible mark on my writing, I figure nothing will be lost if I reacquaint myself with my blog. It 's like visiting an old friend, snuggling in with a good book and a warm drink to pass away some time.<br />
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Me time = time well spent.<br />
<br />Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-62641316821058445742017-12-30T23:09:00.001-05:002018-01-06T08:34:30.944-05:00Reading in the New Year I had a goal of finishing this series in 2017, unfortunately that did not happen. Starting my 2018 off with this one in hopes of getting the series finished this year! <br />
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Special Agent Faith Mitchell returns home to a nightmare. Her baby daughter Emma has been locked outside, and there's a trail of blood to the front door.<br />
Without waiting for back-up, Faith enters the house. Inside a man lies dead in a pool of blood. Most worrying of all, her mother is missing.<br />
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When the Atlanta police arrive, Faith has some difficult questions to answer. But she has some desperate questions of her own. What were the killers searching for? And where is her mother?<br />
Suspended from duty, Faith turns to her work partner, Will Trent. Together he and Sara Linton must piece together the fragments of a brutal and complicated case, and catch a vicious murderer with only one thing on his mind.<br />
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To keep on killing until the truth is finally revealed.<br />
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Until next time,<br /><br />
~Tammy xo 💞<br />
<br />Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-33562327856091899392017-12-23T19:30:00.002-05:002017-12-24T07:00:51.777-05:00Is It Morning Yet? <p>I found this recipe on Pinterest. Who doesn't love Pinterest?
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<p><a href="https://www.evolvingtable.com/maple-brown-sugar-cinnamon-overnight-oats/">Maple and Brown Sugar</a> overnight oats for the win! I used to eat this pre-made packet when I was a kid. A walk down memory lane for breakfast. </p>
<p>Until next time, </p>
<p>~T xo 💞</p>
Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-73576638698783152782017-12-23T14:30:00.001-05:002018-01-06T08:38:00.194-05:00The Weather Outside Is Frightful The weather is nasty and against my better judgement I had to go out today. 3 stops and I was back home. <br />
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Within minutes I was back in to my pajamas. I am currently snuggled up in a blanket an looming a scarf for a family member. A very last minute gift request. It's getting done and I am enjoying the process of creating. <br />
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The colour is absolutely gorgeous!<br />
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Until next time,<br />
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~Tammy xo 💞Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-21738753264406699342017-12-17T19:08:00.003-05:002017-12-17T21:15:12.021-05:00Habs For The Win<p><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nUtLZ7QKLnY/WjcifL4NvAI/AAAAAAAAVmc/gjhXuv--aLskFMOPNbTmYL3K8L4UtY_VACHMYCw/%255BUNSET%255D" alt=""><p><p><span id="goog_1920143442"></span><span id="goog_1920143443"></span></p>
</p></p><p>This book came to me via Habs 1909 points; free points for Habs games and contests. Once the season ends you cash out your points for prizes. Unbeknownst to me, my husband chose the same reward, so we had 2 books sitting around the house. That translates to free money! </p><p>I posted this for sale on my various sale sites and it was picked up tonight! $20 for the click of s couple buttons while watching a hockey game. </p><p>My dog grooming envelope is now fully funded and I've split the remaining money between debt payments and new winter boots. I am working at $100 towards the debt and $150 for the boots. Let's hope I can find the boots in sale. </p><p>I am honestly surprised at the sales I've had this close to Christmas. I love it! </p><p>Until next time, </p><p>~T xo 💞</p>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-21033211375024150532017-12-15T21:25:00.001-05:002017-12-15T23:12:52.412-05:00Messy Debt Debt accumulation is one of life's easy accomplishments errr burdens!<br />
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I have been very conscientious of my debt repayment and working many different ways to motivate and visually display my progress.<br />
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I snapped this picture this afternoon after making my bi-weekly payment. Only 36 weeks left! I am currently dumping extra money on this debt, so 36 weeks is the minimum. I can not wait to be finished with this debt once and for all! <br />
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Until next time,<br />
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~T xo 💞Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-55696475108656945972017-12-15T10:01:00.001-05:002017-12-15T10:01:29.073-05:00Hidden Money<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've been on a journey of debt reduction and minimalizing my possessions. If I don't use it and it has no emotional attachment (minus my wedding dress), I am selling it and dumping the money on debt. <br />
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I started this path of cleaning and purging when I was tired of owning clothing that no longer fit and wanting to pay for a trip without amassing debt and using credit cards. <br />
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Since the beginning of the year, I've sold near to $1600 worth of stuff, most items in the $5.00 range, although with the higher priced items, it averages out to about $8-10 per item. <br />
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This bra represents a whole lot to me! I am part of a few<a href="https://www.daveramsey.com/" target="_blank"> Dave Ramsey</a> Facebook groups and people quite often say they have nothing to sell. I beg to differ. You have a lot more than you think. Think outside the box. This bra has been sitting in my drawer for about 5 years, still with tags on it. I bought it to wear under my wedding dress, but that didn't work, so rather than take it back to the store, I kept it 'just in case'.... my sweet lord! How foolish. <br />
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Fast forward 5 years. I have had this thing listed for sale for about 6 months. A lot of interest, but as is often the way with online sales, zero respect and no follow through with pick up - until last night! I pocketed a cool $15.00 for this beauty! It was money that went directly to my dog grooming sinking fund. $10.00 in sales and Daisy's next grooming appointment is funded. <br />
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Step back and take a look. What do you have to sell? I bet more than you realize! <br />
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Until next time,<br />
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~T xo<br />
<br />Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-20807801858592156782017-12-14T23:42:00.001-05:002017-12-15T09:46:17.210-05:00A Charmed Gift I'm a little late to the party when it comes to <a href="https://ca.charmedaroma.com/">Charmed Aroma</a>. That all changed today. My mother-in-law brought me a Charmed Aroma bath bomb and I couldn't wait to relax and unearth my gift.<br />
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My love of pumpkin has now wiggled its way in to my Christmas celebrations! SWEET!!<br />
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I never expected to get anything near as pretty as I discovered inside my bath bomb!<br />
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It's been ages since I've been here and I thought, the new year is coming and my life has changed so much, I thought what better time to rekindle an old love. <br />
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I have created many blogs over the past few years, so more specifically focused, but none of them clicked like this one did. This particular blog was more about all things me.... no specific focus, just the dumping of head thoughts. I loved it. I miss is and I'm back.<br />
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Do I have any followers? Does anyone really care about what I have to say? I'm no longer sure, but I'm here, baby!!!! WOOHOO for me! WOOHOO for you! :)<br />
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This little beauty came in the mail the other day! I've been using it and loving it! Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-87117856485426694132013-06-29T17:51:00.001-04:002013-06-29T17:51:38.726-04:00Disappointment AboundI'm disappointed in myself! <div><br></div><div>I'm disappointed in my husband! </div><div><br></div><div>Just freaking great to be me right now! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-9880077840460055582013-06-20T08:13:00.000-04:002013-07-05T09:20:37.726-04:00You Make My Heart SingLast night I received the sweetest call. <br />
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I picked up my cel phone to this little voice singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" My little Prince of grandson and his momma were singing to me. Was I moved to tears? You bet I was! Sweetest phone call ever! <br />
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I had a good day yesterday. This phone call took a good day and made it a GREAT day! I'm truly blessed and not for a single minute do I ever forget it. </div>
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I've gardened only a small bit, but I know it's something I love to do. I finally have a little garden that I can tend to and reap the reward of patience and care with the beauty of blooming flowers. <br />
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I've been away as has been stated. Away so long I am now the grandmother of two beautiful little grand babies. <br>
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The Prince is now over 2 years old and mini Miss is 3 months old! <br>
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I don't know how life got to be that I'm old enough to be the grandmother of 2 little loves, but I am in that I couldn't be happier! They are the highlight of my life. The joy of the dark days and the reason my heart smiles from the purest of places. <br>
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I've been away long enough. I really miss my blog. I know! I've said that before. I meant it then and I mean it now. <br />
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Life has been busy and crazy and wonderful and all that stuff. <br />
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There are times that life is a challenge and there are times that life is a cake walk. <br />
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I will do more of an overall life update in a few days. Right now, I'm just so happy to be back. <br />
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Not sure if I have followers anymore and that is okay, as much as I love the feedback. I'm here to make a difference in my head space not necessarily take up yours. Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-54582854257263028772011-12-01T10:09:00.001-05:002011-12-01T10:22:05.266-05:00Things That Go Bang In The NightI'm still absolutely furious as I write this entry, 12 hours after the fact. <br />
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I was on my way home from work last night sitting at an intersection, when a car pulled up beside me. It should have pulled up diagonal from my vehicle since I was the 4th car in my lane, and this particular car would have been the 3rd car in their lane. <br />
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The car sat opposite my car and the occupants, got my attention, partly because that was a stupid driving move. If I thought that was a stupid driving move, what happened next is beyond stupid. <br />
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The occupants were laughing and jeering (I could see mouths moving), and the driver pulled up a gun and shot 2 times at my car. The gun was a play gun, but for a split second, you don't know that. With the windows up on my car, I couldn't hear the gun go off, but heard the 2 dings off my car's passenger door.<br />
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The vehicle and it's occupants advanced when the light turned green. I did what I could to get the licence plate, but of all nights, I didn't have my my cel phone. Forgot it at home. I wasn't able to properly remember the plate number. I'm so mad at myself. I do remember the last 5 digits "NY 709". It was the combination of the first letters that I know I messed up. The NY part was easy to remember because of New York, and the 709 is a commonly used pager number at work. GRRRR on messing up the first digits.<br />
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I called the police when I got home. I know what happened was bad, but I wasn't really thinking of how bad it was until the dispatcher told me an officer would be out to my house shortly to speak with me. It then dawned on me, it was a crime with a gun. A toy gun, but a gun just the same. It all just clicked with me. I am so mad at myself that I messed up the plate number - so mad! <br />
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It just hits me from time to time that people are bat-shit crazy! Stupid little punks! Seriously, they need to be taken home and their arses whooped and good! <br />
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Who would think, eh, just driving home and all this could happen. You just never know. I've said that from time to time, but to actually feel it is just crazy.Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-2919387587777743092011-11-24T18:26:00.001-05:002011-11-24T18:36:41.896-05:00Long Time No CommunicationI have not blogged in a dog's age. To the point of why bother anymore? <br />
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Most of my computer time is spent on a wedding board and mindless clicking game links on Facebook. I don't do much blog related activity at home, never have and the work computer parameters have changed so much that I can read blogs, but can't access my own blog from work. <br />
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Even as I start this, I wonder who out there is interested in what I have to say anyway, so has the blogging world really lost much when I've not been blogging? I think the answer that best applies, would be: NO!<br />
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Never one to give up or in easily, I'm still here. My fingers continue to type.<br />
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Live, since I've last been here, has been hectic to say the least.<br />
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<li>Princess and the Prince have moved away. My heart breaks a little every day. I'm getting used to it, but it's not easy. I am very proud of her and her quest to go back to school. I just really wish she would stay in town to do it. </li>
<li>Queenie is doing really well. Very proud of her. </li>
<li>Wedding plans are fast and furious. I'm enjoying myself and questioning my decisions most every day. It's insane this wedding planning business. </li>
<li>Cuteboy and I are quickly approaching our 2nd annual winter vacation. I can not wait to put my feet up, read a book and drink free beverages for a week. REALLY CAN NOT WAIT</li>
<li>The battle of the body is still ongoing. I've actually hit my highest weight to date. It is heart breaking and something I am so tired of dealing with. I whine and cry and do nothing about making changes. Things will remain the same if you don't make a change in your behaviour. I tell myself that, but in the strangest way, it goes right out the other ear. I've tried switching ears, but it seem both ears allow for important information to escape. </li>
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Until next time.... </div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-52204781367696386652011-08-04T07:12:00.005-04:002011-08-04T07:23:27.668-04:00Wasted Time<span style="font-family:arial;">I feel like I'm doing nothing but wasting time.<br /><br />Wasting time with thoughts of wanting to work out.<br /><br />Wasting time pretending to eat properly then blow it with stupid decisions.<br /><br />Wasting time working to pay for a gym membership that I don't use.<br /><br />Wasting time spending energy with negative self imagine and self worth thoughts.<br /><br />My weight has hit another all time high. This is getting to the point of pathetic, if not already past the point of pathetic. Something has to give and I do hope it's not the button on my pants.<br /><br />My plan for the month of July was to run/walk a distance of 30 miles. That is a distance of 1 mile per day. Not too hard, right? Wrong!!!! I went to the gym 3x for a total distance of 12.38 miles. That distance includes a 6 mile walk, so to say I came up short would be an understatement.<br /><br />I give up!<br /></span>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-60427316827216942262011-07-15T18:59:00.008-04:002011-07-15T20:24:43.166-04:00Happy Heart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaS5KYeAAGPLqbOw7jzpWYcu6BLQuHRDSKAVnnhUL_jEjfyxu0BydDnQYaHcTqf2d4bGY3-9xNhqY4lYWvBF29OPkrzEypbLDrkceIAxbPoHI2TbLz9j4H3bYw27zGOZO2toCgVw/s1600/purple+wings.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629735199460156898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaS5KYeAAGPLqbOw7jzpWYcu6BLQuHRDSKAVnnhUL_jEjfyxu0BydDnQYaHcTqf2d4bGY3-9xNhqY4lYWvBF29OPkrzEypbLDrkceIAxbPoHI2TbLz9j4H3bYw27zGOZO2toCgVw/s320/purple+wings.jpg" border="0" /></a>
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<br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">I was given the most incredible news this week and it has taken me a bit of time to process. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">My dear friend </span><a href="http://theclimbandsometimesthefall.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Velda</span></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> who has been battling cancer for coming up on 2 years now. Her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">prognosis</span> wasn't a good one, but in true <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Velda</span> fashion, she has shown that damn disease she is not going quietly in the night.
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">For me, one a more personal selfish level, this brings us one day closer! An extra day of time together to hopefully share with each other some special happenings and experiences. </span></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-16354805420500685112011-06-29T21:50:00.002-04:002011-06-29T22:12:16.054-04:00Long Time Gone<span style="font-family:arial;">Sometimes I wonder why I haven't deleted my blog yet? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I love my blog. I really do, but I just don't make time for it anymore. It makes me sad to think that I don't make time for myself to express my thoughts, feelings and silly life happenings anymore. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I come here periodically and dump info and then run again. My blog has become a hit and run blog. Poor thing! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I will try to be kinder, gentler and more considerate in the future. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Since I've last visited I have done the following: </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><ul><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Walked a half marathon (3 hrs +)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Walked a 10.5K (1hr 41m)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Gained and lost the same 10lbs - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">bleh</span></span></li></ul><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Wedding Related Stuff</strong></span></p><br /><ul><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Was given a beautiful engagement ring (finally ::) Seriously worth the wait</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Set a date</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Chose a reception location (still waiting on word from chef/organizer)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Have been flipping and flopping on some decisions (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">grrrr</span>)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Made a major decision on a surprise element for Cute Boy (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">down payment</span> tomorrow)</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Have been searching high and low for a certain type of shoe. Getting closer! </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;">I think that is all the stuff that I have to share, or that I think you would be interested in reading about. :) </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Until next time, and hopefully that doesn't translate to a month from now.... take care! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-52199090979176561882011-05-04T20:43:00.004-04:002011-05-04T20:52:39.175-04:00Precious Prince<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4eukNs_m4p_uPOo7wsVcTrHrK4zW7an99XJJ8gJXu5Wi55HD1WRIE8cH4MhPJpLSIX1ytybiy3ecLoNKucms9D2slRtYNTn7kgRO3H30ztWXp5LBg34-zxXXbxuYpvTWpu4LLeA/s1600/tubtime.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603026747646342898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4eukNs_m4p_uPOo7wsVcTrHrK4zW7an99XJJ8gJXu5Wi55HD1WRIE8cH4MhPJpLSIX1ytybiy3ecLoNKucms9D2slRtYNTn7kgRO3H30ztWXp5LBg34-zxXXbxuYpvTWpu4LLeA/s320/tubtime.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> I'm back!!!!! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I have a shameless plug of little boy cuteness. In my last entry I said I would be back with an updated pic of my adorable grandson. This picture is my little heart breaker a week ago. I was able to take part in bath time. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm rendered speechless by my love and awe of little guy, so be this my Wordless Wednesday! </span>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-90173303707254291342011-04-19T16:50:00.006-04:002011-04-19T17:20:07.830-04:00Where Has The Time Gone?<span style="font-family:arial;">It does not seem like an entire month since I've last blogged, but apparently it has been near to that, if not even longer. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I've been busy, although I'm not sure I've been THAT busy. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">My commitment to more positive thinking has been going well. My body will do what it will do and what I push it to do. There is really nothing to be gained in my mentally abusing myself. I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I sometimes internally talk to myself. I'm impressed with how much I've changed my self-directed dialogue. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Time has been spent in love with the most adorable little grandson to ever grace the earth. It goes without saying, that I am so in love with him it is nuts. </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4HeUwW8PT8Jx9442CWDvgHUnNd0BMYb3DNzMtFtEs47JQyMCWEgu415cET83bjQ-MqAjrwnpjBIlWaa1Q7lhXijuKG2Remln6Fu-MniongJiWsMHLGUpL7yIuQ7xmBioBSeE6g/s1600/0227011439%255B1%255D.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597404228828910738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4HeUwW8PT8Jx9442CWDvgHUnNd0BMYb3DNzMtFtEs47JQyMCWEgu415cET83bjQ-MqAjrwnpjBIlWaa1Q7lhXijuKG2Remln6Fu-MniongJiWsMHLGUpL7yIuQ7xmBioBSeE6g/s320/0227011439%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">This is a very old picture of him.... how is 2 months an old picture? I like it because it is so crisp and his wee eyes are open. </span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Weight Watchers is going well. I'm down a total of 4.5lbs. Would love for that number to be much higher, but this time around I feel like I'm doing this the right way. Good eats. Good gym time and a mental balance that is working really well for me. </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">No news on the engagement front. And I mean, no news! There is still no ring. No date and not even a lot of talking about it. I'm trying to keep positive about this. although I'd be telling in big old lie if I said it wasn't bothering me. I'm working with myself on a daily basis not to over think things, although that is what I do and what I am doing. </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">I will be back in the next couple days with more chatter. Probably nothing much important, but chatter.<br /><br /><br /></span></p>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31660569.post-42065568176906924552011-03-14T15:18:00.002-04:002011-03-14T15:45:59.955-04:00Late for Lent<span style="font-family:arial;">I never did post what I was giving up for Lent. I didn't know what would best suit me this year, almost to the point I thought I wouldn't be participating this year. I finally figured it out. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I am going to give up negative self-talk. I am really bad about listening to the internal voice that chatters to me. The chattering isn't usually a positive comment, but something that is a pick at a physical trait or a personal limitation. The way clothes fit or don't fit. That sorta things getting exhausting!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It dawned on me this week at my WW meeting. I weighed in with a loss of .5lbs. I wanted more than a half pound loss. I would have normally come here and said, "I <em><strong>only</strong></em> lost a half pound". I lost half pound. That is a half pound that brings me closer to my ultimate goal. That is a half pound that puts me that much closer to fitting in to clothing that didn't fit last month. I am a half pound closer to all those things. I am happy with that. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Negative chatter no more. It may take me a bit and I'll keep working on it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871972213565486828noreply@blogger.com1