Talk about tired. I think that's my new name. My new middle name. Tawny Tired Ford. Yeah, that's it.
I'm still not sleeping very well. It's after 3am and I've had maybe 45 minutes of shut eye all night. So far. It's the 'so far' that's keeping me going. I still have high hopes that I'll sleep tonight. Some time.
Nope, didn't nap all day. Wanted to be sure I'd be tired at bed time. Yeah, that worked well. Not.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Sometimes You're Right When You Don't Want To Be
Some time last year, probably in the Fall, I'm too lazy or I'd dig through the postings to find the exact blog entry, I told you about my cousin. The one that put her ravishingly beautiful 18 year old daughter out so she, the Mama, could move in with her latest man. And I said how my cousin's Mama had done it to her when she turned 18 because my aunt was afraid her man would prefer her daughter.
I'm not using any names in order to protect the guilty so I'm sorry if this all gets confusing for you.
The 18 year old that got put out, she's been working two jobs, neither one of the jobs provides very much income for her but she's unskilled labor. Each month she scrambles to make her apartment rent.
She had no high school diploma, no drivers liscense either. Her Mama didn't think they were all that important. She also had no clue how to live on her own. Thanks to my uncle she now has a drivers liscense, she took and passed her GED, she has a car my uncle bought for her so she's not waiting for busses at 2AM, and she's enrolled in a trade school (in addition to working her two jobs). Her life has promise.
Her Mama, true to form, has now left the man she dumped her daughter for. All of a sudden he's a freak, she can't stand him. Thing is, she was staying at his house so when she left him that meant she had no place to live.
Now the Mama is staying at her daughter's apartment. She doesn't work, doesn't contribute to the rent.
I think my cousin, the Mama, needs to have her ass kicked. First of all, you don't get rid of your child for a dick. And if you do, when it all falls apart, you don't go back and suck off the child you kicked to the curb.
My cousin can never keep a man. Or a job. She thinks she's so fly, so hot, that everybody owes her something. She's pushing 42 years old, dresses inappropriately for her age, not to mention immodestly (think hootchie mama) and hasn't got the good sense God gave her.
When she ditched her daughter I told her that must be some dick, hope it's all worth it. And I told her this wouldn't last. She hasn't een able to keep a man her whole life. I was right.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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I'm not using any names in order to protect the guilty so I'm sorry if this all gets confusing for you.
The 18 year old that got put out, she's been working two jobs, neither one of the jobs provides very much income for her but she's unskilled labor. Each month she scrambles to make her apartment rent.
She had no high school diploma, no drivers liscense either. Her Mama didn't think they were all that important. She also had no clue how to live on her own. Thanks to my uncle she now has a drivers liscense, she took and passed her GED, she has a car my uncle bought for her so she's not waiting for busses at 2AM, and she's enrolled in a trade school (in addition to working her two jobs). Her life has promise.
Her Mama, true to form, has now left the man she dumped her daughter for. All of a sudden he's a freak, she can't stand him. Thing is, she was staying at his house so when she left him that meant she had no place to live.
Now the Mama is staying at her daughter's apartment. She doesn't work, doesn't contribute to the rent.
I think my cousin, the Mama, needs to have her ass kicked. First of all, you don't get rid of your child for a dick. And if you do, when it all falls apart, you don't go back and suck off the child you kicked to the curb.
My cousin can never keep a man. Or a job. She thinks she's so fly, so hot, that everybody owes her something. She's pushing 42 years old, dresses inappropriately for her age, not to mention immodestly (think hootchie mama) and hasn't got the good sense God gave her.
When she ditched her daughter I told her that must be some dick, hope it's all worth it. And I told her this wouldn't last. She hasn't een able to keep a man her whole life. I was right.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Thursday, February 24, 2011
Winter Wonderland
This past Sunday it snowed big time here in the metro Detroit area. Ten inches! While some US cities are getting walloped like that on a fairly regular basis this season, that was our first. I was house bound until yesterday, Wednesday, because the city never got around to powing our street until late Tuesday. From the looks of the ruts my neighbors were getting out before the street was plowed, but they were also getting stuck a lot. My truck is lousy in snow, no weight in the back end (I never got around to putting the concrete step in the bed this winter), so I opted to stay home and avoid all that drama.
Last night the local weather forecasters predicted 1 to 3 inches before day break. It's going on 4am (the darn blood pressure med has me up in the middle of the night pretty much every night) and from where I'm siting on the couch looking out the picture window, well, it looks like there's almost 3 out there.
They are also calling for 3 to 6 inches tonight into Friday.
For the most part, because I'm self-employed and keep my cupboards and freezer stocked with groceries, I don't have to go out if I don't want to. That's a luxury I am thankful for.
But if you're not that fortunate, and you're getting snow like we are, make sure you dress warm and drive safe.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Last night the local weather forecasters predicted 1 to 3 inches before day break. It's going on 4am (the darn blood pressure med has me up in the middle of the night pretty much every night) and from where I'm siting on the couch looking out the picture window, well, it looks like there's almost 3 out there.
They are also calling for 3 to 6 inches tonight into Friday.
For the most part, because I'm self-employed and keep my cupboards and freezer stocked with groceries, I don't have to go out if I don't want to. That's a luxury I am thankful for.
But if you're not that fortunate, and you're getting snow like we are, make sure you dress warm and drive safe.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Sunday, February 20, 2011
The Things We See
I live in Farmington Hills, Michigan, a nice little community located in Oakland County, one of the most afluent counties in this state. Lots of ritzy folks live out here. Folks you'd recognize from the business world, the entertainment world, the sports world, etc.
Yesterday I was at Sam's Club. I jokingly refer to it as Fancy Sam's, but that's primarily to distinguish it from the several other Sam's Club locations around here.
I was at Sam's to get more cookie baking supplies. And I found everything I needed, all except for the coconut. And I found a few other things that weren't on the list--cherry pie, lettuce, new socks.
So I was in the parking lot, unloading my shopping cart, and you'll never guess what I saw. A shiny, black, brand new, Rolls Royce! I kid you not!
I guess even the wealthy like a bargain (smile).
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Yesterday I was at Sam's Club. I jokingly refer to it as Fancy Sam's, but that's primarily to distinguish it from the several other Sam's Club locations around here.
I was at Sam's to get more cookie baking supplies. And I found everything I needed, all except for the coconut. And I found a few other things that weren't on the list--cherry pie, lettuce, new socks.
So I was in the parking lot, unloading my shopping cart, and you'll never guess what I saw. A shiny, black, brand new, Rolls Royce! I kid you not!
I guess even the wealthy like a bargain (smile).
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
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Friday, February 18, 2011
Fleas
No, I don't have fleas in my house! But back when I had dogs, in particular when I had Gretchen, a German Shepherd, fleas were an ongoing problem here. Poor Gretchen, she was a flea magnet. This was back before they had that new stuff, the medicine you squeeze out onto the back of their neck, so I was always washing her with anti-flea soap, dusting her with flea powder, etc. And bombing the house periodically. And calling in the poison man twice a year.
I was reading in Ready Made (www.readymade.com) that salt kills fleas. Huh? How come nobody ever told me?
The magazine said to liberally sprinkle salt (table salt) all over your carpets, floors, whatever. Make sure you coat everything evenly. Supposedly the salt dessicates the nasty fleas. Leave it on the flooring until it kills the eggs/new baby fleas, then vacuum.
Voila! No more fleas!
So if you're plagued by fleas get to the grocery store and load up on salt!
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny www.tawnyford.com
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I was reading in Ready Made (www.readymade.com) that salt kills fleas. Huh? How come nobody ever told me?
The magazine said to liberally sprinkle salt (table salt) all over your carpets, floors, whatever. Make sure you coat everything evenly. Supposedly the salt dessicates the nasty fleas. Leave it on the flooring until it kills the eggs/new baby fleas, then vacuum.
Voila! No more fleas!
So if you're plagued by fleas get to the grocery store and load up on salt!
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny www.tawnyford.com
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Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Supplements Rule!
Okay, remember me saying that the doctor prescribed another 'booster' drug to supplement the blood pressure medicine she has me taking? And I decided not to take it because I didn't like the list of potential side effects?
Well, I opted to go with supplements instead. You know, vitamins and minerals. I've been taking a calcium, a multi-vitamin, 1 gram of vitamin c, 2 tabs of garlic and a omega 3 fish oil capsule.
And guess what? My blood pressure is lower than when I was taking Bystolic!
Now I'm not a doctor and I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but---taking a daily blood pressure pill and the above listed supplements has my blood pressure in a good place.
If you have similar issues check out some of the online vitamin sites, Prevention magazine has a good one, and see what you think. Maybe non-prescription options will work for you, too.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
much peace + love to you and yours--
Tawny
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Well, I opted to go with supplements instead. You know, vitamins and minerals. I've been taking a calcium, a multi-vitamin, 1 gram of vitamin c, 2 tabs of garlic and a omega 3 fish oil capsule.
And guess what? My blood pressure is lower than when I was taking Bystolic!
Now I'm not a doctor and I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but---taking a daily blood pressure pill and the above listed supplements has my blood pressure in a good place.
If you have similar issues check out some of the online vitamin sites, Prevention magazine has a good one, and see what you think. Maybe non-prescription options will work for you, too.
Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
much peace + love to you and yours--
Tawny
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Catching You Up
It was brought to my attention yesterday that it's been quite a little while since I last wrote a blog entry. Yes, I guess it has. But there's a reason for that, a very good reason. Not a whole heck of a lot has been happening in my life lately. I mean, what do I write when life is good but not very exciting?
It dawned on me this morning, as I was taking the last tray of coffee-chocolate chip cookies out of the oven, and melting the chocolate to dip them in when they'd cooled, that I hadn't filled you in on the latest about my truck.
Okay, in the December 20, 2010 blog, I told you how the bad guys had been attempting to steal my truck. The first time out of the driveway of HSM's house, the second time from in front of the body shop where it had just been repaired. Thankfully, they were inept and never succeeded.
So I had an alarm put on it. I couldn't find a gangster dwarf like I had wanted. Apparently, they are few and far in between. And all was good. It seemed the bad guys had given up on my truck--it had to be demoralizing to fail twice.
And then a few weeks later I was at the body shop signing some papers on the two previous insurance claims when another customer backed out and slammed into the front end of my truck. Yes, the same truck that had already been repaired twice in the last month or two.
On the plus side, that person's insurance took the claim--my truck was parked--and it didn't cost me a penny. I even got a free rental car. For two weeks because that's how long it was in the shop.
Somewhere in the middle of all this mayhem with my truck, HSM's #1 Son borrowed one of my vehicles to go to school. He's a Wolverine (U of M). And while he was stopped at a red light someone rear ended him. Thankfully the other driver hit him at maybe 10 mph so there were no people injuries. The back end of my vehicle, well, it's going into the shop next week for repairs. Again, no cost to me because it was the other drivers fault.
I'll tell you what, this has all been okay in the sense that no one has been physically injured, I still have the truck, no money has come out of my pocket, etc. But I'm starting to feel like a dark cloud is hot on the trail of my vehicles.
The one that's really making out like a fat rat on this is the body shop I always go to, the one where HSM's husband, ABM, works. I am convinced I am singlehandedly helping the shop meet their bottom line every month with my business (smile).
Hope all is well with you and yours. Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
248-615-1300
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It dawned on me this morning, as I was taking the last tray of coffee-chocolate chip cookies out of the oven, and melting the chocolate to dip them in when they'd cooled, that I hadn't filled you in on the latest about my truck.
Okay, in the December 20, 2010 blog, I told you how the bad guys had been attempting to steal my truck. The first time out of the driveway of HSM's house, the second time from in front of the body shop where it had just been repaired. Thankfully, they were inept and never succeeded.
So I had an alarm put on it. I couldn't find a gangster dwarf like I had wanted. Apparently, they are few and far in between. And all was good. It seemed the bad guys had given up on my truck--it had to be demoralizing to fail twice.
And then a few weeks later I was at the body shop signing some papers on the two previous insurance claims when another customer backed out and slammed into the front end of my truck. Yes, the same truck that had already been repaired twice in the last month or two.
On the plus side, that person's insurance took the claim--my truck was parked--and it didn't cost me a penny. I even got a free rental car. For two weeks because that's how long it was in the shop.
Somewhere in the middle of all this mayhem with my truck, HSM's #1 Son borrowed one of my vehicles to go to school. He's a Wolverine (U of M). And while he was stopped at a red light someone rear ended him. Thankfully the other driver hit him at maybe 10 mph so there were no people injuries. The back end of my vehicle, well, it's going into the shop next week for repairs. Again, no cost to me because it was the other drivers fault.
I'll tell you what, this has all been okay in the sense that no one has been physically injured, I still have the truck, no money has come out of my pocket, etc. But I'm starting to feel like a dark cloud is hot on the trail of my vehicles.
The one that's really making out like a fat rat on this is the body shop I always go to, the one where HSM's husband, ABM, works. I am convinced I am singlehandedly helping the shop meet their bottom line every month with my business (smile).
Hope all is well with you and yours. Be good and be careful, take care, stay strong.
hugs, Tawny
248-615-1300
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