Monday, October 24, 2011

Falling for Fall

OH Yes... It is that time of the year again.  The time when I start hating mother nature because I really enjoy summer and having to deal with the fact that summer is gone and Fall is here!  I have been in denial for weeks that Fall was coming (quickly).  I wore some boots on Saturday and I had to embrace the fact that FALL was here.  The trees are changing, leaves are on the ground, mornings are crisp and cool and I am breaking out the sweaters.  OH Fall.  I don't want to Fall for you!  I like warm days, letting my windows down and my hair blowing!  I can only find one glove and have to buy new iPhone gloves this year since I have worn my others out! 

I have been BUSY lately!  Very very busy.  I am working crazy hours and am suffering from headaches or eye twitching (depending on the day).  I need a good massage, a date night with my girls and a big bath tub.   
The only thing I can do of those three things is get a massage, but my massage lady sold her business (so, I am SOL!)


I am gearing up for the Holidays.  I bought my ticket for Thanksgiving and have to purchase one more for Christmas.  I was hoping to have a New Years trip but my people always bail on you!


All of my fam is great!  Friends are great!  and in General, life is good!


Love~


TC

Friday, October 14, 2011

An Even Ten

*This post should have been written and posted on Monday, October 10- Better late than never*


I guess I need to get a few things out there.  I know that I have a few readers who have stuck with me even though I only blog sporadically.  So here goes.


Monday, October 10 marked TEN years for me.  Ten years since my Mommy left me.  Time really flies by.  
Ten years ago, I was in High school.  A teenager.  Happily addicted to MAC. Serving on Student Council.  Enjoying life.  And preparing myself for the day that I knew was going to come.  It's hard for me to share myself with the blog world.  Most of you know me on a personal level.  But not all of you knew me ten years ago.  I had experienced the lost of a loved one before- But losing a parent, especially when you are YOUNG, in Denial, invincible - words can't describe what you go through.  

I often wonder what my life would be like if she was still here.  I truly can't imagine it.  

My memories of my mom are still here.  The Good, the Bad and the Best.  

~Always
TC 

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Up and Away we go

My trip home was indeed PRICEY.  And I knew that I had to get home quick because I wanted to make sure that my Daddy was okay.  I usually fly Delta when flying home but Delta was having an Ego Trip and didn't want to work with me.  So I ended up flying on American (cheaper).  Overall, my trip back to the south was fine.  No delays.  No turbulence.  I would like to mention that I had been sick before I left.  Running a fever, runny nose, headaches and the rest of the blah.  I literally slept for 1 1/2 days.  After going up and down all day on planes, my nose was stuffed up and my head was back to pounding.  I was up for 20+ hours and by the time that I laid down, I had to get right back up to help with stuff.  I love when I first get off the plane at home and know that (whoever) is picking me up.  I had told my dad to get me but after calling him on his cell all day and not being able to reach him, I called my cousin and told her that if she couldn't get him to pick me up.  When I walked outside, there was my daddy in the truck.  I really love seeing that man. Because of my dad I know what it is like to love someone, be completely made at them and realizing that I still love them.  unconditional.  Yep.  That's it.  
My trip back to the North was full of surprises.  First leg of the trip, an older lady who doesn't fly much, screamed when the wheels started going back in the plane.  Scared the crap out of me.  I should also mention, that I didn't eat until my 2nd leg of the trip and by then it was 4PM and I was so RUN down from the trip.  I think that I had low blood sugar.  I did see Jackie Joyner Kersee on my 2nd flight.  Oh my second flight departed late and I had a Tight Connect to begin with.  They requested that all 8 of us who were on that tight connect to leave first.  I ran from concourse C to A.  Haven't I mentioned that I was already sick?  By the time I got to my last flight, I was sweating and huffing and puffing.  But I made it.  

~TC