So many things to say

For once I actually have SO much to say...but not enough time to say it. I'm still at work & it's almost time for me to get out of here...so I was sitting at my computer & thought..I'm gonna make a list on my blog...of things I want to blog about - when/if I ever have the time. It'll be a list of random things I want to mention...or things I may end up writing a book about. Who knows? But here goes...
1. I had 7 sales this week! Count them S.E.V.E.N.! That is wonderful & God is SO good.
2. Desiree' is having "lap band" surgery next week. On the 4th! Pray for her please
3. David, Eddy, Hunter & I went & had lunch at Brittni's Subway Tuesday. It didn't go as I'd hoped it would. More on that later
4. Toyota is putting a new motor in the kids car...for the grand total of $50. Yes, I said fifty. It's some kind of deductible they have to pay. Again, God is so good.
5. I will have the house to myself tonight once David leaves for work. So much to do, so little energy. (Maybe I'll blog) HA!
6. Facebook has proven itself to be a GOOD thing (I always wondered about that). Will talk more later about it too.
Well, that's not even close to all that's on my mind lately, but hey, it's a start. Gotta run, the grocery store awaits! Til next time....me

I have "The Fever"

What a great weekend we had! Last night after David went to work, Eddy, Des, Hunter & I all went to Hickory Creek & had dinner with my mom & sister. They've been camping there for the past 2 weeks and are going home today. Last Sunday David & I took Boogie & Bam & drove down & went swimming with the girls (our nieces). And worked the dogs of course! Bam loves the water. But last night, after we took David & Keithon some pizza at work, it was too late to swim. I have this aversion to swimming in a lake after dark. I KNOW there are snakes in the lake & I have to be able to see. So we all just sat around the campfire, ate & visited. It was really nice & relaxing. There is only one problem. I now officially OFFICIALLY have "the fever"...camping fever that is. David & I bought a new camper last summer. We traded our little one in & got a much bigger, much nicer one. And guess what? WE HAVEN'T USED IT EVEN ONCE! For those of you that don't camp - let me just tell you, it is a lot of fun! It's something we've done with the kids since they were little. We swim, tube, fish, play, relax. It is amazing. And - it is a LOT of work. Our little camper was decked out. I had everything I needed packed in it always. There was no need to load up dishes, pots, pans, sheets, NOTHING. All we had to do was buy some food, pack a few clothes, hook up & take off. I have NOT done that with the new camper yet. And just so you know, our idea of camping isn't "roughing it" at all. We have air conditioning, tv, bathroom, all kitchen appliances, we have all the comforts of home. I wouldn't enjoy it at all if we didn't. And that's where the problem lies. I really need David to go pick up the camper at Mr. Dick's & bring it home for a couple weeks. I need to clean it again from top to bottom. I need to see what I can part with here at the house & what I actually need to go out & buy. (Yard sales are AMAZING for that). I need it hooked up here at the house to make sure the A/C gets as cold as we need it to. I need to get "black out" curtains for all the windows so David can sleep in the daytime when he has to work. I also need to see how big the closets are-ha! And there's one other thing I'm worried about...yes - it's Boogie and Bam! They are, of course, part of the family, so "kenneling" them is not an option. But I'm not sure how they will do at camp for 2 whole weeks. We have a pretty good schedule going here at home. It goes something like this.... I come home at lunch & feed them & take them out. Basically, during the part of the week when David has to work, I take care of the dogs. And Hickory Creek is too far away for me to drive down at lunch. So we'll have to figure something out on that. But I am confident that we will. Because I have decided that we will not let this summer sneak away without going camping! me

I am good to go!

It's late, and I'm tired, but I wanted to take a minute & give an update on my dentist appointment today. It looks like I am good to go. No extra surgery should be needed unless I develop an infection somewhere down the road. He said I will hurt, & should expect to hurt - for quite a while. The broken bone will heal itself. So that's great news! (Other than the hurting part, and that's what the pain pills are for ha!). I'm just glad to know the worst is over, I'm feeling better every day, and by Monday, I should be able to go to work & WORK...like normal.
I babysat my little Hunter-man tonight while the kids went to the clubhouse & worked out. We had lots of fun & just sat & talked & talked. Sure wish I knew what that little guy was saying!
Anyway, David's at work, I just finished up all the laundry, and I'm about to crack open a good book & call it a night. Til next time.....me

Back to work......

So I actually went to work today....and stayed ALL day! It was awful. I can't even describe how hard it was trying to talk to dealers on the phone & get contracts in with a broken jaw! But I did it. (The talking part...no sales this week, but I guess that's what happens when you're out sick all week). Tomorrow at noon I go in for my next x-ray to see what's going on & if they're going to have to put me in the hospital to fix my jaw. Hopefully, everything will be ok & I'm good to go.

Tonight is going to be all about trying to get my house back in some semblance of order. The kids did the lawn this evening & it looks really good. Too bad we can't just sit outside & pretend everything looks good on the inside too. That's what happens when I'm down & out for a few days. I'm gonna spend the next hour trying to speed clean everything. I hate a dirty house...especially on the weekend. Wish me luck! me

Mid-Week Update

I have been off work since noon on Friday. Yes, I know it is Wednesday night. What you don't know is this: I went to the "oral surgeon" on Monday for that little toothache I had. See, Dr. Combs decided that he couldn't pull it, and since he was sending me to an oral surgeon anyway, there were a couple OTHER teeth I needed to have taken out. Sounds easy, right? Go in, they stick a little needle in your arm, you go to sleep & when you wake up...ta-da...it's over & done with, right? WRONG! Because for starters, when I woke up - THEY WEREN'T DONE! Oh, and did I mention that he broke my jaw? Oh yes he did! And I am miserable. I have to go back on Friday afternoon for x-rays, because evidently, there is a high risk of infection. And, should an infection set in, he has to put me in the hospital, and they'll go in from the outside and take out the piece of jawbone he broke! It seems I didn't respond too well to the anesthesia, and he had a hard time keeping me "under". All I know is this...I am sick of hurting...I am sick of the pain pills (who'd have thunk it, right?), and I am sick of staying at home. So, I am going to try to go to work tomorrow! David has been his usual wonderful self. He's actually taken pretty good care of me. When they wheeled me out to him after the surgery & the Dr. wanted to talk to him the very first thing he said was..."Before you say anything, can you tell my why my wife is CRYING?" Evidently I was pretty emotional - ha! The doctor told him it was a side effect of the anesthesia...but I don't know if he believed him or not. One thing David can not stand is for me or one of the kids to be hurting and him not be able to fix it. So, when we left he did the only thing he felt like he could do to help...he stopped at Harps & ran in & bought EVERY package of Jello pudding they had! I kid you not. 43 four-packs of Jello! Then, he went to the pharmacy & picked up my meds, went through the drive thru at McDonald's & bought me a large vanilla shake, brought me in the house & set me up in HIS recliner! And, he's taken care of me ever since. He even stayed awake & woke me up every 4 hours the first night so I could take my pain medication, and wouldn't start hurting. I know I've said this before but I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world. He's not even upset that I'm wasting my last week of vacation at work for this! Ha!

In other news....we found the RING! Yes! And it wasn't the way you're thinking. Yesterday I was laying in bed and Bam jumped up on the bed & laid down beside me. I could tell he had something in his mouth, so of course I went fishing for it & pulled out Eddy's deployment ring! I guess he didn't swallow it after all, but hid it somewhere instead & had just found it again! Makes me wonder where/what else that crazy dog of mine is hiding.

The kid's car is still at Toyota. They called yesterday & said they were NOT going to fix it under warranty & the kids needed to bring back the loaner car & come up with $4500 or come pick up their car. This afternoon Wendall (Des' dad) went with them to take the loaner car back & had a talk with them. It seems he's bought 8 cars from them & referred 23 people to them, and he had a few choice words for them & the way they do business there, especially with young kids that don't know what they're doing. Now, they are re-evaluating their decision, and will have another loaner car for the kids to pick up first thing in the morning. I think it was cool that he went with them & talked to them. David usually has to do all that kind of stuff, so I'm glad he jumped in to help this time.

And on a last note, the Brittni thing is still ongoing. David sent her a text telling her he loves her, I've talked to her a couple times...told her I loved her too. But - she is doing her own thing right now. I still believe she owes us an apology...and I'm sure she still believes she does not. David said we are just gonna leave it like it is, and not bring the subject up when we talk to her. She's got to sort things out on her own & I can't make her see things our way, no matter how hard I try. So I'll continue to do the only two things I know to do in circumstances like this, LOVE her, and pray for her.

Wish me luck at work tomorrow...it really hurts when I talk very much, so I don't know how long I'll make it, but at least I'll get out of the house & start to get back on track & back to normal. me

Sleepless in Centerton

Whoever said that you'll sleep the entire day away after you just had oral surgery has NEVER LIVED INSIDE MY BODY! Because I should be snoozing away right now -but I'm NOT. I had 3 count them THREE teeth cut out today. I have a mouth full of stitches AND A BROKEN JAW...but alas I can not sleep. Yes I am taking all the many medications prescribed to me, but still no sleep. Guess I'll go watch some more T.V. Hopefully Criminal Minds is on. me

Toothaches & Heartaches

I'm off to the dentist in about an hour. Pray for me please! I absolutely hate hate hate going to the dentist. Although I really like the dentist I go to. He knows enough about me to know that I almost won't open my mouth without the aid of some "happy gas" first. And that's crazy since "the dentist I go to" seldom gets to see me. I would call him "my" dentist, but that would insinuate that I go there on a regular basis instead of only in a drastic emergency situation like right now, when I can not take the pain a second longer. And since I always wait so long...it's always too late to save it & the only thing left to do is an extraction. Thank goodness most of my problems are way in the back of my mouth. Unless something changes however...today he is only going to "evaluate" my problem. He can't fit me in long enough to actually pull it. So, hopefully, he'll hop me up on some pain meds until early next week. And..this way, he gets to charge me for TWO office visits instead of one. Yes, the hydrocodone I jacked from David is beginning to make me a little bit cranky!

Now on to the next thing. I tell David this at least once a week, and I don't know if I've said this before in my blog or not, but either way, it bears repeating since it is 100% how I currently feel. I wish our kids would either do EVERYTHING I SAY...or that I could live their lives FOR them. Don't get me wrong, I am NOT saying I am perfect, or that if they did everything I said their lives would be perfect because believe it or not, I am not always right. I know I do not know everything, and that I am not always :-) perfect. Sometimes I'm even wrong! However, I feel like IF they'd just be my little puppets & follow my lead, then at least when something went wrong in their lives, I would be the one that screwed it up. Not them. Then I could take responsibility for my mistake, instead of thinking (and sometimes saying)..."If you'd have just listened to ME you wouldn't be IN this mess in the first place". I've often said..by the time I'm in a position to say "I told you so" or "I told you this was going to happen" to my kids...it's usually so screwed up or so bad, that I can't in good conscience actually SAY THE WORDS! Ha!

Anyway, all of this is leading up to me blogging briefly about something that's happened inside my little family that has caused some very hurt feelings. And it involves one of my children that has an "You can't tell me what to do cuz I'm an adult" kind of attitude that has escalated said problems. Remember back in the day when you thought your parents were so stupid & that they didn't know anything? Remember back when you thought you were SO much smarter than your mom & dad? That's where we are. And unfortunately, I don't think this will be resolved without an apology. An apology that, I might add, said child doesn't believe, or can't/won't see, is very necessary. It is so hard as a parent to let your children go. And grow. And this parent has been accused of hanging on too tight in the first place - David & our parents have told me that on numerous occassions. Words like..."they are grown up now, you have to let them go out & live their lives on their own, you have to let them do it on their own, you have to let them FAIL on their own - you can't live their lives FOR them" those words are ringing in my head. I remember clearly telling my dad, "But Dad, if I don't loan them the money or help them out or do it for them or whatever it was- then they might not have...gas in their car to go to work, food to eat, tires on their car, electricity, insurance, whatever"...and he said, "Tammy, they might not. But NEXT time when they have to decide whether to or not go out to eat, see a movie, buy those new shoes, clothes, whatever...they might make the decision NOT to, because they now know what it feels like to do without, and they know they have to take care of themselves" I can't tell you how much it hurts me to think about them "doing without", or having to learn life's lessons the hard way. And this particular situation doesn't even involve money or anything like that. But it does have to do with a lesson, and one that I'm afraid, will be hard for her to learn. So again I find myself turning to God, asking Him to protect my children, watch over them, keep them safe. And then I say a little prayer for David & me...Please God, give us peace. me