Wednesday was a rough day for me. Not just because I had some things to do in the world I was not looking forward to, but because so many of you were hurting. I share lots of things with you guys, way more than I should at times but I don’t share everything. Today was a day I struggled to blog at all. I’m fine, there was just a lot of shit going on with me and a lot of shit that my commenters shared with me. I know a like to fuck with all the “astrology whackadoodles” but it truly did seem like the star aligned to test many of us today. I don’t think I have ever had so many cries for help in one day.
Things can be overwhelming. Sometimes we just feel like we can’t take anymore. That is just part of the reason I started the Daily Tea. So we can vent. And I want you to vent. I do.
That said, I was hoping that we could just take a pause in all the sadness just for today. While it is uplifting at times to hear about how so many of you are brave and overcoming such major obstacles, the blog seems to have taken a dark turn during the wake of the Baltimore situation. So people can choose not to read that post, but many times people need this post for lightheartedness.
No seriously LISTEN TO IT AGAIN
No one has done anything wrong and you have all done exactly the right thing on the Daily tea. I posted a traumatic even myself today, albeit nothing in comparison to what you guys deal with every day. But if it is okay, just for today… or maybe for a few days can we celebrate spring, or share something good, or tell a silly story?
I’m not asking just for myself, but for my dear friends here who need to be uplifted with great stories and a maybe an unspoken/typed prayer.
Again, this IS the place to vent and share your issues. But today seemed to be so difficult for so many of you, who reached out to me privately, as you are all always welcome to do, I feel we need some healing vibes. So many are looking for reasons to continue to go on. It’s starting to reach critical mass. I’m terribly worried about so many of my friends here. I want you all to know we are all in this together. We are all doing the best we can. We have formed a community. And I can’t afford to lose any of you. Because I need you as much as some of you need me.
So let’s spend the day being uplifting. Let’s talk about how we get sometimes as I call it are “in the hole.” Let’s just for today, and just in these comments share things meant to uplift those of us who are struggling. Because, many of us are. And let’s not do it with a preamble of our own issues (again that is why this post exists I am just asking for a time out for today).
Let’s just try to motivate each other for at least one day. I’d greatly appreciated it. One of my favorite people, at least used to have this song as her ringtone when I had phones that fucking worked. I’m going to make it the “photo” for today.
I look forward to some happy stories. I apologize for the blog getting so dark. I did not mean to push anyone further in the hole. I know firsthand how hard it is to crawl out. OTOH I will always post what I think is relative to this blog and sometimes bad shit happens.
Zero apologies accepted or required Tamara. I love what you do here. Yep, today is a hard day…tomorrow is likely going to be as well…but not for everyone. We all have stuff……the freedom here, in your place, is safe.
So, having said my stupid shit. I would like you all to know that I have, for the very first time, successfully planted from seed and harvested black seeded simpson lettuce in Georgia!
Awesome! I just don’t GET growing lettuce. If I grew it from seed, when it gets to the point of a plant you buy from a nursery it seems to be at the edible part.
I don’t get what I am missing, does it regenerate leaves?
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It will in the north (was raised in the north), but not here…or maybe it’s me that hasn’t been able to make that happen.
The variety I spoke of, Black Seeded Simpson , was what my grandmother, always planted. That woman taught me all things gardening, cooking, baking, sewing, knitting, , tatting…just stuff plus her love of all things Egyptian.
Am rambling at this point perhaps, and likely inconsequential. Just happy to post a lettuce success!
Some kimds of lettuce you can do “cut and come again”… It will take trial and error with different varieties, however. It’s a lot of work unless you’re doing it commercially. I went to visit a friend, farmer’s market farmer last week in North Georgia and he said most of his will regrow if cut about 2” above the root line.
I love this farmer. He used to be an accountant for the State of Ga and now spends his days plowing, planting and harveting and getting up at the butt crack of dawn to probide for his customers. His eggs with seriously orange yoljs are the best!
WHere is this man? I can just go buy his lettuce!
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Petomato shoots are getting bigger. Not sure if that’s a happy thing…(Locking my bedroom door)
First of all I crack up every time I see the word Petomato especially because I have seen the picture. But is thing going to be in the house the whole time because that flies in the face of the spirit of the law. I may have to report you to TTTED.
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Will there be handcuffs? (tries not to get too excited) I’ll have to ask the boyfriend if I we can transfer it to a pot outside eventually. He’s the farmer. I just look at it and say ooh, it’s bigger. Happy event a couple of nights ago: The boyfriend was riding his bike to my house to meet me after work. This was about 11 PM. He called me just as I was opening my front door. Was scared he had an accident, but it was about a little dog. Poor little guy was all by himself outside late at night. He was smaller than my cats, one of those fluffy little dogs that people name Snowball or Coconut. I got one of the cat carriers and my son and we drove to meet the BF and the little dog. Poor doggie was filthy, very thin, and covered with ticks. But he was so friendly and sweet. Fortunately the Pasadena shelter is open 24/7, so we were able to take him there. He had a collar but no tags. We are hoping he had a chip. I wish we could have kept him, but my evil cats would eat him alive. I am pretty hopeful they’ll find his family. Dog was too sweet to not have good people.
WTF? THIS IS NOT EVEN YOUR PETMATO? The disappointments with you just never seem to end! And the reason the boyfriend keeps it at your place is because it is an EMBARRASSMENT he is trying to hide!
Glad you saved the doggie.
So there is a walkway behind my house that my fence backs up to. There is a huge cat that lives back in that area, I am told he is a stray but he is BIG and the neighbors call him big head. He will do a slow stroll down the walkway as Banjo loses his shit trying to jump the fence and get at him. Big head is #unbothered. Today, we were taking the walkway back home and he was there and tried to CHARGE BANJO. Banjo is 80 pounds. The neighbor dude had to run him off so we could pass!
I think we should rename Big Head, Porsha both because of the Big Head, the unbothered and the violent tendancies.
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Just cut off what you want. My mother would grow it in those big saucer type pots on her patio. She would also plant the stem end with the roots from those hydroponic butter lettuce. The always grew for her. She’d even plant pineapple tops and they would grow.
The Fat Cat murdered my tomato.
side eye. Did you EVEN HAVE a tomato? Because I know you and you blame Fat Cat for LOTS of things.
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Yada, yada,yada, I am now in a fricking discussion of “do you own your tractor” exclusive John Deere software. Ok Terminator time . Love you TT
Tamara, Donny Hunter’s farm is Hill Valley Farm in Ellijay and he sells at the Jasper Farmers Market. It might do you good to get out of the city. Sell that city house and move to a cabin in the mountains. The stress will roll right off of you.
Is he single? Does he late fat perimenopausal women with shitty personalities and a general mistrust of everything who drinks too much?
I’m um asking for a friend.
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Yesterday I spent quite some time on The gardening page. I don’t garden now but when I still lived up north (Yankee here) we had a wonderful garden. Tomatoes and strawberries were my favs to eat as I picked.ybrid
I was reading about Petmatoes and googled them but found no info.,
However, I found a number of articles about a hybrid called TomTatoes that were grown in the UK by grafting cherry tomatoes to a white potato .
So you get both ..tomatoes above soil and potatoes below from one plant.
I have become inspired and plan on planting some tomatoes this weekend. There is nothing better than a sun warmed tomato fresh off the vine.
Thanks for the inspiration. I needed something to kick may ass back into gear. I was in a funk and i was inspired. Sometimes the simplest things are are all you need.
Thanks to all who contributed to that post.
Tamara, I hope that you know that you have given me a place to come to where I feel safe to vent and happy to read the blogs that you write and the comments of others. As I’ve said before, it’s my first stop every morning and there’s a reason for that. Before I face another day and all that comes with that I read what you write and often, I smile or laugh or share my feelings of sadness with you and others. It’s such a relief to have this place to come too. I sincerely hope that in some way we help you to travel through your own journey and that it brings you comfort to know that many people care about you.
I remember seeing you over at RT..where I have seen some of the most judgmental, bitter, mean people on the internet.
@marilyn you nailed my feelings exactly. Thank you!
I feel should clarify that you were not one of them……
Oops I just remembered I need to plant my tree!! The city gave us a free tree and two bushes which I’m happy about but I’m not looking forward to digging a whole!! I got free seeds for veggies too like I’m going to go mingle with the lizards outside!! Honestly I envy people with green thumbs!
Hushhhh! The TTTED will here you. You don’t want them to know you don’t have a tomato plant.
Here is the thing I have learned it is ok to shut off the TV and not be the person who is always in the know. 24 hours news is just too much. I feel like sometimes in this day and age of in your face, ratings driven, news stories you need to hear it’s ok to shut it off. It’s ok to tune out for a while. Doesn’t mean you don’t care.
Spring is here in New England, things are turning green, daffodils are out, tulips are blooming. Hope is growing and I have hit over 10,000 steps a day for the last 3 days!
Things always have a way of working out and getting better you just have to have faith they will!
I have just gone two weeks without my TV, and am ready to climb up a wall. Where is Dr. Phil when I need him?
Hi, my name is Cat, and I am a TV addict.
I love bad TV, I mean like really bad TV, I’ve actually stopped watching it but my favorites were any VH 1 show
Flavor of Love
Charm School
I Love NY
Scott Baio 45 & 46
Celebrity fit club
Celebrity rehab
Sober house
Rock of Love
I could go on. My secret guilty pleasure!
kendrawm: umm. How many years has it been since you watched tv?! Your shows are so old, I had to try and remember them! (I love how Flava Flav! didn’t even bother learning anyone’s name.)
Kendrawn, we share a taste in bad TV! I loved nearly all of those shows. The vh1 shows like Flavor of Love and Rock of Love came around when my daughter was old enough to watch together. You knew Rock of Love was going to be a great show when the intro showed Bret stopping to look at stripper poles while saying he was a lover of the arts. I miss those shows!
My 20 year old giant tv died. Bought an amazing new HD one with all the perks. Some people look really bad on HD! Survivor was amazing.
SO what are you going to do with the giant old one. I have one sitting in the middle of Banjo’s room and his is NOT happy with the look.
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Giant dead TV: I called Got Junk and they made it disappear. TV weighed about 300 pounds! Wasn’t too bad to move it, $130. My living room looks so open without it. The new TV is hanging on the wall.
Shay, I still watch tons of TV, I have just elevated my viewing to Bravo, cause you know that is so much more sophisticated! HA, I do watch others shows, Mad Men, Justified (tear), Supernatural, HBO series, so not just Bravo. But man I miss the old super shitty VH1 shows.
My all time favorite show is “Gilligan’s Island”. I actually met the “Skipper” once, and still have Alan Hale Jr.’s autograph. That’s the only autograph I ever asked for….I am not much of a celebrity seeker.
By the way, a tidbit of trivia: As you celebrate Cinco de Mayo, have a drink for the “Skipper”, because that was the character’s birthday.
I saw somthing on TLC where a guy turned those old console TVs into aquariums.
I am holed up in bed with the naughty FatCat watching Bewtched reruns on the Logo channel.
Is anyone watching Wolf Hall?
Your ass needs to get up and plant a magical tomato therapy plant. That is what your ass needs to do.
:)
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I watched my first episode.of Botched the other day and New York was on it.
@Tamara-
Best Buy will take and recycle old tube televisions. I think it’s free, but you have to haul it in yourself.
Over 10,000 steps a day! Shit! I am so jealous! I need to get my fat arse moving!
I miss Flava Flav! I watched all those stupid shows, too. And I LOVED them!
Did you see New York on Botched?
No. But I would have changed that channel fast. Hated her!
I am jealous. WTG girl!
The WORST thing I ever saw on Flavor of Love is when some chick had a digestive issue during the elimination ceremony and popped a squat on the floor and took a dump. #NeverForget
I had forgotten about that surprise “delivery” & I’m now lmao as I’m typing this! Thanks, I needed that. I remember thinking – if she had only had on underwear it would’ve caught the “surprise” & it never would’ve landed on the floor! ☺ I don’t know what was more shocking – the “plop” or Flavor Flav not eliminating her! That should be a warning to us all – always wear underwear & if you don’t be sure you’ve got the balls to own an accident (especially one of that magnitude)☺
ETA: If I recall correctly it was 1st noticed until after introductions when all the women were standing together in 1 large room. Though the camera picked up some of their faces (smelling something foul) – it wasn’t noticed until they all dispersed & were ascending the staircase where I believe some had also gotten on the stairs. Unless she was dropping them like they were hot (as if from a gumball machine), someone must have stepped in it!
@UF-
Jesus! I forgot about that! How could I have forgotten about that?!
UR, I don’t know how I missed that episode! Can’t say I’m sorry. My favorite episode was when the ladies had to cook fried chicken for his mother. I died when one of them (sort of) cooked a chicken stuffed with raw vegetables in the microwave!
Trust – the episode UF’s referring to was EPIC! ☺
That is so true, about the 24 hour information cycle. For me it is the net. I try to not to get onlline over the weekend. It really does help.
Ew. Chamomile tea is icky. Catnip tea is better, but not by much. There is a really nice tea from Celestial Seasonings that combines chamomile and catnip, along with peppermint. The peppermint makes it a little tastier.
If you like the effects of catnip (it’s a bit like valarian, which has properties similar to Valium), I have a great recipe for catnip brownies. Similar to marijuana brownies, but legal.
Meow.
Oh, and I get my Disney pension starting July 1st! Woo-hoo! I actually shouldn’t qualify for it, but because I’m one of the very few who sued the Rat, and WON, Now, I do!
This gives me incentive to live a long, long time. I plan on taking as much from them as possible. Bwahahahahaaaaaaa!
Bravo Cat!!
Good show!
That’s great, congratulations!
@Cat, I’ve tried and can’t drink can’t drink chamomile tea, horrible taste. I like earl grey, Thai (unsweetened, just plain leaves) and Green 3xs a day. Occasionally Ginger.
I’ve a cabinet of Celestial teas that I will never drink. Good luck.
My favorite is Chai.
My bestie gave me a tin of Harney & Sons Vanilla Comoro tea. The tea is in pretty little sachet bags. I’m usually just a Lipton unsweet fan, but this makes it seem more like an event☺️ I’m all for little happiness rituals sprinkled throughout the week.
I posted the recipe link on twitter. Catnip brownies. Really. Nom.
I can’t drink tea. Same with coffee. I don’t like it. Sweet or otherwise. I wish I did, it looks so inviting in the winter to have a warm cup of tea.
Having grown up in the south I get odd looks when I decline a big ‘ol glass off sweet iced tea. 🙂 but give me a cold Coca Cola and I’m your friend for ever.
The two things I miss the most about Texas:
1) Tex Mex (you can NOT get that shit up here)
2) Sweet Tea. However, I discovered that McDonalds actually makes excellent Sweet Tea. And although I very rarely eat fast food, I get a sweet tea there every week!
I love coca cola. My mother forbade soda pop. At 16 we could have liquor and smoke, but no sodas. When I went off to college, i could care less about liquor. I guzzled Cokes.
Pip are you in Wisconsin? For some reason I think you are. I was in Madison one time and ordered tea with my lunch and got a cup, hot water, and a tea bag. Huh? Oh right, Yankees!
Here in the Northeast whether you’re at 1 or 5 star restaurant – if you order hot tea you’ll be served hot water with a tea bag on the side. The only places that don’t do this are Chinese restaurants.
I ordered tea thinking ice tea. Hello you ain’t in the south! I forgot for a second.
Unsweetened Iced Tea used to be my #1 choice until I read 1 too many articles re unprecedented amounts of bacteria on the tea spigots in restaurants. Now I order water☺
âBecause sodas have the same problem. and addie, you sound like a little yankee who can’t handle a little bacteria.
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Yeah, I can be prissy little bitch some times.
No one ordered HOT tea. She ordered tea, like a normal person.
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Going waaaaaay back….. and probably only old southern southern people will understand…. but nothing better than those lil coke bottles with a bag of salted peanuts poured in esp. after a long day in the “backer” field. Mmmmmm….
Yup peanuts in a co-cola is fabulous. When we moved to Libya we would get a small glass of hot Liban tea which was sweet and fantastic with peanuts in the bottom.
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Sweet tea with peanuts sounds really good!
Curious. Do you take the peanuts out with a spoon & eat them? Do they absorb the cola or tea or is it the other way around & they flavor the drink?
It’s a beautiful day in Atlanta! The sun is shining and whatever was rubbing us all the wrong way yesterday seems to have lifted!
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OMG, my people. I.Am.A.Coca.Cola.Addict. Lol just add peanuts and you definitely have a sugar/salt treat in a bottle. The little short coke bottles were always the best. Seemed to have more of that coke bite. I’m a southerner and like sweet tea with lemon only but given my choice it will be coke every time. My grandmother always kept a carton of cokes on the back porch just in case company came so she could serve it over crushed ice. Being the favorite grandchild (actually the only one that lived close) I could always talk her into giving me one.
@Angle (?)
No… Minnesota. Close though- right next door to the west.
addie2u I’ve never tried peanuts in tea. Peanuts in a Coke bottle is the way to go. When you turn the bottle up, the peanuts come up as the coke does and you chew them as you swallow the coke. You get that bit of salty taste with the sweet of the Coke. It works pretty well getting the peanuts out until you get down to the last of the Coke. Then you have to work a little harder shaking the bottle or pounding on it to get the last of the peanuts lol. What can I say. It’s an art lol.
I feel really gullible but are you serious about catnip? Or joking cuz your avi? Calming effects sounds interesting but I feel like a goober if it’s a joke.
Use cold, strong chamomile tea to rinse hair. Brings out the blond highlights.
@cat, I’m into the hot tea thing. Will certainly try the Valium type tea. Yummy. I could go for that now.
I’m moving back to the city today!!!! I am a BIG CITY girl I love the city…I moved to the suburbs of Chicago 2 years ago for a relationship which turned out to be shit! I’m excited to be moving back to the city just in time for summer…lakefront, festivals…pure energy! I’m clicking my red slippers 3 times and saying theres no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home….today is a good day!
I love Chicago!
I am already suspecting you are not listening to the song three times.
UGH.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 2:24 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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Who, me?
Sigh.
I give up.
I’m off to bed.
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Oh, just saw your tweet. Hey, I remember this song when it came out. All I have to do is see the title, and it loops endlessly in my head.
By the way….I’m happy. Really.
So exciting. I lived in Glenview as a kid, and did the whole trudging through the snow from the back of the apt complex to the bus stop and I loved it. It was only for a year ( guess my parents didn’t like it) but it was fantastic despite the fact that apparently my parents never made me wash my fucking hair. and I got GIANT boobs that year..
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Well then, you are a Yankee!
Wow!!! Small world…LOL. And no TT I’m not singing the song three times…I just thought of the scene where Dorothy clicks her hells…
TT, I live in Wilmette, the next suburb east of Glenview! What a SHIT winter this year, but the trees are finally starting to blossom! A reason to smile today!
I love Chicago too! My ex went to medical school in Milwaukee, 1980-1984. Loved taking the train to Chicago to shop and go to the art museum. Great town.
Home-
That is super cool and I am happy for you.
Funny, we lived in a big city and we finally moved 60 miles outside of the city and into the country last August.
I understand the lure of a city (and Chicago is very cool), but I was feeling kind of the opposite of you, and starting to feel stressed in the city. And I do love the country and the lakes, but I must admit, I miss the conveniences of a city and the sushi. My God… The sushi! I have to drive 30 miles now for decent sushi (and God knows, there is no sushi in our little town).
Congrats! Hope your move goes well!
Welcome back Home. I moved back a few years ago and love living on the lakefront. When the sun is shining and the boats are bobbing on the lake, you’ll remember why you love Chicago. So much to do and see and the people are nice. Just wait until the festivals start.
Home, that sounds wonderful. I live about 80 minutes from the lakefront.
TT, anyone, are you still watching American Idol or The Voice? Who do you want to win? This season, more than ever, I seem to change my mind every week or two.
We have had Earwigs so bad the last 18 years. Even washed lettuce doesn’t appeal to me. When I eat it, I picture all of them that crawled out while I was cleaning it. It is ruind for me. If someone else washed it, lie when my Mom grew it for me, I was okay. I can’t see them. We never had them until about 18 years ago. Illegal immigrants from China, I’m told. They get in my bed sometimes. I have no idea how.
I guess it is impossible for me to be 100% pleasant. Sorry, I just dread Earwig season, it starts In June until frost.
Holy crisp, hate earwigs.
Did you know tumble weeds are immigrants also? The early settlers from Europe sewed seeds into the hem of their dresses and the seeds fell out as they walked across the states.
Maybe that is sad news.
Good Morning Tootsie. 🙂
Okay, I have to ask… What is a earwig? I have never heard of this but it sounds gross.
Some people call them “Pincher bugs”. We get inundated with them here after a bad rainy season. They’re actually members of the cockroach family & they’re GROSS! They typically migrate around the base of outdoor potted plants & window boxes (& if you temporarily put house plants outside there’s a great chance you’ll bring them inside in the fall). Sometimes they’ll congregate in the basement around damp clothes ready for the laundry. You’ll only find them near dampness or water.
Gonna be hard to keep this positive if we describe earwigs!!! Try Google images. I don’t want to think about them!
Googled earwigs. Now, I need more therapy.
Okay, thanks for the heads up. Not googling earwigs. Too chicken.
You probably don’t want to watch the Night Gallery episode named “The Caterpillar” …
What did the zero say to the eight?
(Nice belt!)
What compliment did the zero give to the ten?
(Nice one!)
Haha! I only know dirty jokes.
Oh wait… I made one up for my nephew when he was little…
Knock knock
Who’s there?
Hatch
Hatch who?
God Bless You!
Okay now, easy people- I made it up for a child and I was damn proud of it!
I am off to bed. Tomorrow is new day!
That’s a great knock knock joke Pip. I can’t wait to use it with some of the kids in my life.
I’ll bet Ellen would use it on her show when she does the knock knock jokes.
@Lori-
Feel free to submit it to Ellen! Just give me half credit! 😉
@Shay, good grief, I’m sick those jokes have me grinning.
When I had my first job my Mom would stop by and she got to know the girls I worked with. My Mom could be a character. They knew and liked her in return.
My Mom would tell me jokes like yours, possibly a little less humorous to the point they drew groans when told. I’ld come into work and before our shift began I’ld share one of her new, really bad jokes.
They were called Mother jokes.
Another Mother joke, groan.
A few years later I heard a new employee refer to a Mother joke. She never knew my Mom or where “Mother” joke came from.
It made me smile.
@Shay…cramping
@TT, Today for the first time in ages I heard “Don’t Worry Be Happy” and I immediately think of all the chaos in Baltimore and all the hardships so many commenters are going through. A few hours later I come on here and lo and behold you’ve posted the song! Crazy!
OK, here’s one of my faves:
“What did the Doe say when she came out of the woods?”
“I’m never doing that for two bucks again!”
Haha, I think it’s such a cute joke.
P.S. Is it OK to laugh at your own jokes?
This reminds me of an episode of $20,000 pyramid that continues to have the clip passed around the Internet. If I recall correctly Tom Selleck was giving the clues, and the word was deer. So if you have ever watched the show sometimes they use inflection to try to give the person a bit of help
Tom says “doe”
And the southern lady says, “knob”
Tom Selleck becomes hysterical and is unable to proceed.
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@Tamara!
Hahaha! Just laughed out loud at that! My husband is looking at me like I am nuts today! I keep laughing at the shit you guys are writing!
I’ve lost track of the # of the times my husband’s come upstairs, opened the door & said “are you alright”? The other day he came up & instead of asking he just said “you on TT’s site”! ☺
Hi Shay!!! I’m a dork, I thought those were funny and I’ll probably repeat them too many times at work today.
I’m busy trying to convince myself that I’m a dog person. I’ve always had cats. Same with my husband. Then one night almost two years ago, my husband forgot to shut the back gate. The next day I heard a funny noise out back and went out to investigate. The neighbor’s cat, who is a big bully, had this little dog backed into a shrub. I shooed her away and assumed the dog would run home. I went back out a few minutes later and he was gone. Hours later I heard a different funny sound. By now it was dark and misting. Unusual for July! I finally found the little dog hiding behind the garage. It took several hours, but I finally coaxed him out
By then my best friend had rushed over to take charge. She likes to do that. A lot lol. I wanted to call a dog rescue group. She begged me to keep him until she could find a home for him. Of course she didn’t. She said one of her friends would. She didn’t. She tried to strong arm a few friends but nope. The poor thing had been abused and either ran away or was tossed away. How do you get someone to take a stray that won’t come near them? After a few weeks of hoping, I realized that this poor dog had become fully attached to me. As much as I tried to prevent it, I was getting attached to him, too!
His name is now Toby. He is some sort of dachshund and terrier mix. With his antics I’m guessing jack Russell terrier! No microchip and he hadn’t been fixed. The vet confirmed that someone had been abusive. I had several people ask if I posted flyers or in the paper. Why would I give him back to an abuser??
2012 and 2013 were such awful years of losses that I’m not sure I will ever feel “normal” again. One of my parents’ former neighbors told me that she thinks Toby is my mother coming back to me. I said omg don’t say that. I will never be able to get rid of him lol the truth is that as much as I would love to not be tied down by a really needy dog at this point in my life. Between love and guilt I could never let him go!
I’ve had so many people comment on how great it is that I saved this dog. I always say No, I think he saved ME. No matter what sort of day I’m having, he keeps me laughing with his nuttiness. He is the sweetest boy with a ton of personality. Now if I can just stop him from jumping up and diving under the covers in the middle of the night! And why didn’t I ever know that dogs love to eat cat poop? And why???
That isn’t the most uplifting of stories but it’s the best I’ve got lol. I hope you feel better tomorrow. Er today.
Toby is actually a breed that I would love. I know you are attached, but if for some reason you can’t keep him, I will take him. I am very serious.
And yes, strays who have been put on there own (shelter dogs too, who have been on their own) do eat poop. It’s a survival technique. My beagle mutt eats poo (and use to eat our cats before we had to put him down last year). It’s gross, I know.
I actually kept the litter box on an unused table in our basement that the cat could jump up on, but the dog could not get to. Might want to try something like that.
Umm…my 2 spoiled Italian Greyhounds who have never been hungry one day of their life are constantly trying to get in the litter box. Trust me, they have NO survival instincts haha! I think it’s just the closest that domestic dogs can get to actually tasting a cat.
Relegating the liter box to a basement would be heaven! I wish I had something like that as an option. For now, I race him to the liter box every time I hear one of the cats in it! One of our cats is allowed outdoors when he wants – he is 18 pounds and rarely leaves the yard. The cat has a few favorite pooping areas and Toby makes a beeline for those, too.
I never fully appreciated how easy cats are until I had a dog! They could care less if you leave the the day. Then again, they don’t run circles around you in joy when you return, either 🙂
Animals sometimes eat their own droppings because they are lacking certain nutrients in their diet. Very common with hamsters & guinia pigs.
@Sarasally-
I have heard that it could be a vitamin deficiency, too. But my dogs are healthy, I have them on fancy expensive dog food, and they visit the vet yearly and are current with all their vaccinations, the heartworm/ roundworm/ etc. pills, plus Frontline for flees and tics. However, they are due to go in at the end of the month for their yearly exams and I will ask the vet about the Adolph’s meat tenderizer. That may be a great trick!
This doesn’t make sense;
“Animals sometimes eat their own droppings because they are lacking certain nutrients in their diet”
If they are lacking certain nutrients in their diet, how will eating their own poop solve that problem??
Hi cawoman 23. My vet told me to sprinkle Adolph’s meat tenderizer on my dog’s dry food. They can’t taste it, but it makes their poop taste bad. My other dog stopped eating poop immediately. Maybe ask your vet if that would be ok in your situation. Hope you and Toby have a great day!
It’s the cats’ poop he is eating, but I will ask. Thanks for the tip!
I live with a chiwennie. It’s my mom’s dog. She thinks I’m her chauffeur. She thinks that ever time I get in the car, she has to go. Oh, and Lord, don’t come near her car! She barks like crazy if you try if you get too close.
I bet he is awfully cute! Some people ask if Toby is a chiwennie. His face is more terrier, and his legs are longer, too. It was a bad day when he finally discovered that he can jump onto the bed!
What is a chiweenie?
two little rat breeds mixed together.
Sorry, I mean two of Banjo’s favorite breakfast foods mixed together.
Sorry again, I mean something with little dogs.
One of which is Mexcian.
Banjo SALIVATES over Mexicans.
He’d love to sink his teeth into TeeCee.
Perhaps I am explaining this wrong.
Dogs the size of cats? I don’t get it.
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Oh! A chihuahua and a wiener dog mix? I would love that breed! Seriously! That may be my next dog!
OMG, I am getting two chiweenies when the cats die.
YAY! I do love that story.
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I wish I could post a photo of him for you. He is pretty adorable!
Such a great story! “..she thinks Toby is my mother coming back to me. I said omg don’t say that. I will never be able to get rid of him lol ”
That is the best line, totally had me laughing. I feel your concern 😉
I’ve been cat-centric for a while too but dogs have a very special way of moving into your heart. Give that dog a snuggle from me.
Thanks, I will! He is trying to push aside my laptop so he can fully take over my lap lol And you’re right – he has wiggled his way into our hearts. Well, mine and my husband’s. Not so much the cats 🙂
cawoman23, awesome story. I’m a dog person and have been my entire life. With all I’ve got going on physically, I probably don’t need to be taking care of dogs. My 4 rotties are all over 100 lbs and the great dane puppy is 145 lbs.Taking care of them every day gives me a reason to get out of bed. After turning the great dane out at least 14 times I was ready to beat him (jk) and he knew it. He walked over to me and being tall enough laid his head on my shoulder as if to say “I’m sorry Momma”. It made me laugh and he escaped the beating lol.
Wow you have BIG dogs! My best friend had a lab, and it’s hilarious how tiny Toby looks next to her. I’ve always been partial to big dogs and thought that if I ever got a dog, it would be a big one. I’ve discovered one benefit to having a small dog, though. If he isn’t sure he wants to go somewhere with me, it’s easy to nab him and off we go!
cawoman, it’s easy taking our dogs places. They just nab us and off we go lol. Ours grab their own leashes and bring them to us. When you open the door they run to the Tahoe and stand at different doors waiting to jump in. Well all except the biggest rottie who at 3 still waits for someone to pick his ass up.
that’s such a sweet story, you and Toby have saved each other. Sounds like a keeper to me 🙂
Ms. T,
You are a friend to many.
Thank you.
P.S. Can u please ask your Yankee friends to send pics of the Northern Lights. As a Southerner, I am just wondering are they as vivid and beautiful to the naked eye as they are in pictures?
I will take some and send them to Tamara. But the Northern lights are best in August! So I will wait until then.
Shows I am ashamed I watch: The Following, Botched, Criminal Minds. Please don’t tell anyone.
Ooh, I love Criminal Minds!
Thanks, @Cat!
Me too, Criminal Minds is a favorite.
I could watch Criminal Minds all day every day! Shemar Moore….now there’s a reason to be happy!
Amen! Let’s all pay homage to Shemar.
Seriously, what a gorgeous man.
I like to pretend I discovered him, having grown up on Yound & The Restless.
@lisamia, I love Bothched too. I dream of one day having enough money to go to BH (or somewhere else in CA maybe) to have my boobs and butt lifted. They are almost dragging the ground right now (gravity you know) and I fear that by the time I do get that kind of money it will be too late. I will create sparks when I walk, and start a fire and self combust. 🙂 Meanwhile if I want a good laugh, I like to look at a Robin Williams movie or standup, or George Carlin. They crack me up. There are others that I like also, but those are my favorites. What I said above, I was just kidding, trying to be funny. Hope I made someone smile 🙂
@eg, I have the same problem up front, but no ass. I wonder if they can move the belly fat to the butt. 🙂 Robin Williams and George Carlin are the best!
George is my all time favorite! I saw him in concert a couple of times. I think of him ever time I loose a sick in the dryer.
@eg- OK funny story..I know George Carlin’s dog. His dog goes to the same vet (specialist) my dog went to (rest his soul). The assistant used to bring the dog in (cocker spaniel). I was a huge Carlin fan, so meeting his dog, well next best thing right? 🙂
Re: George Carlin’s dog. Jealous!
I love Botched! I hadn’t known Dr. DuBrow was on The Swan. I loved that show! It was a bit insane but I never missed an episode!
My oldest is in high school and it was announced that the marching band for our high school that he attends has been invited to participate in a 75th anniversary ceremony at Pearl Harbor next year. As well as march in a parade while they are there. The remaining Pearl Harbor survivors will be in attendance. What an honor that I know will stick with these kids forever. I am so proud of these kids and their band director who is a class act.
He also marched in the Hollywood Christmas paraders LA in December with the band. He is getting to travel to places and have experiences that he will remember forever.
Wow, that’s great!
That’s fantastic @Shellbelle! Congrats to your son. 🙂
That’s wonderful. He will have such a great time!
My dad found religion a few years before he passed away in his 70’s and his pastor came to us and said he wanted to say a few words. We said yes. He talked about how my dad was an optimist and would always cheer you up no matter what was going on (mom is the pessimist). We loved Dad and wanted a dignified farewell so imagine our surprise when the pastor brings up a guy with a guitar who starts singing “dont worry be happy”! My sister and I were sitting there side eying each other and horrified…until, the crowd started smiling through laughter and tears saying this is exactly what he would have said! It was perfect. Lightened the somber feeling and I laughed too. Lol!
When I hear the song I know it’s my dad saying to take a breath and everything WILL BE OK! This is a period in time that will pass…focus on this moment, be PRESENT, not tomorrow or yesterday and keep putting one step in front of you. Sending all of you in need big hugs ☺ xo
PS. My sister is still jokingly annoyed at the pastor for singing that “inane and ridiculous song” at Dad’s funeral hahaha
I can just imagine the look on your face lol What a nice way to lighten the mood.
Big hugs to all my TT e-buds.
I’ve been going through it myself. I started praying the rosary yesterday and asked the Blessed Mother to help me with my anxieties and give me peace. I swear She helped me right away! If any of you fellow sufferers are willing to try something to help, I’d recommend praying the rosary. Just because it’s helped me so much already, from one day.
I love y’all and hope we can all find happiness today, if only for a moment.
For whatever my state, I am content. Just freeing myself and checking out of the societal competition to be perfect/the best/more successful/etc has done wonders as a mood enhancer. Well that and letting myself watch crap TV….. :). But seriously, I finally learned after 40+ years that’s it’s ok to just be where I am. The striving to be thinner, more outgoing, and more – just everything is exhausting. As my BF says, “you are enough”. We are all, this little Island of Misfit Toys, enough.
My daughter got picked as 1of 5 girls for a city wide track meet against the 8 other schools in our area. The meet was yesterday. Well she got a very bad migraine headache. About 1/2 way thru the meet she started to throw up and was not able to compete anymore. This is a good ending I promise! I got a call this morning from the school that despite the fact she was sick she still won the medal for her race. See we didn’t know because there was several heats for each race due to the number of kids. All we knew is that she won her heat. I was proud of her either way for her trying when she felt bad, but I’m even more happy fore her that she won the medal. She is gonna be so happy when they give it to her at school today. I wish I could be there to see her face!
Cheychey I know you are proud of her effort. So glad it paid off for her especially since she was sick. I’m sure this will give her the confidence to keep competing.
Wow, she is one tough cookie. Good for her! I bet you are one proud mommy.
Those of you who need a little cheering up might enjoy talking about the Tiny Door movement. I listened to an NPR story this week about a group of Atlanta artists installing tiny doors in unexpected places, bringing delight to those who come across them. As I looked for more information, I found that the Atlanta project spun off from the Fairy Doors project in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Then, out of my deep subconscious came the memory of a little tiny 6″ tall Elf Door in the hollow at the base of an ash tree at Lake Harriet, Minneapolis. The elf receives mail regularly, and in Atlanta, miniature Atlanta journals have been appearing to announce the arrival of a new door. This concept is pure, unadulterated delight!
I will totally have to check this out. I love stuff like that. Also check out the artist known as Banksy. He/she (no one knows the true identity) does a lot of awesome graffiti and street demonstrations that give the middle finger to big business and big government. There’s some really awesome books about him but you can see all of his stuff online too.
We use to live about six blocks from Lake Harriet and the tiny door DOES exist!! Use to walk there all the time! There is one in NE Mpls, too. Inside the tiny door are dog toys. It’s super cool.
I discovered a new show last night called Orphan Black; I had read an article and found the first two seasons On Demand. Oh em gee y’all it is so good. Stayed up WAY too late to finish the first season, and seriously considered staying home today to watch the second!!!
I love Orphan Black and I used to recap it. But the last season ended in JUNE and so the first two episodes have me a bit confused because I can’t remember the back story from that far back.
Here is a link to my previous recaps. http://s17948.p858.sites.pressdns.com/?s=Orphan+Black
Help I think I’m having a heart attack! Oh wait maybe it’s just those pesky, little used lawn mowing and weed eater muscles causing pain when I move.
Hey, yesterday was little depressing. I want to thank everyone who cheered me up by playing my game. Everyone’s stories were so cute.
My simple fix when things get tough is to remember to thank God for my blessings and try my best to focus on all that is right in my life. “This too shall pass” is another truism to keep repeating. Sometimes circumstances seem so bleak I intentionally push them out of my mind by empowering all that’s good in my world to stay in the forefront. I have a very driven, A-type personality. I tend to feel if something goes wrong, then it must be my fault and I must have the ability to make it right if I could only think it through and figure it out. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that sometimes things happen to me or my family that are totally out of my control. I’ve learned to accept those things and resign myself to the fact that sometimes all I can do is cope the best way I can and to be thankful for all the goodness around me.
My Mom passed away 25 years ago but she derived comfort from the Serenity Prayer and now I do too:
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.
XOXO to TT and all my fellow readers and commenters. 🙂
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One thing about that video, it will certainly make you smile. (me anyway) And Robin and Bobby and the other man (I know his face but not his name) are just being stupid silly, and look like they are having a ball doing it. Kids act like that (and we all probably did too) and it feels/felt good.
Good Morning and blessings to everyone!!!!
I’m a firm believer in speaking into the universe and that request marterialzing; if you’d be kind enough to just speak my name and request into the universe and speak positive things on my behalf:
Paulette D. Eason – success in my advocacy for foster children/wards of the state. The funds, volunteers, and the tools to provide for these children from birth to transitioning to independent living. We know the needs of infants, toddlers, adolescents, youngsters, teenagers and young adults; it is my desire to bring these ideas to my community and local officials, and provide for as many as humanly possibly. Love, Hope, Success and Peace
Please speak my request into the universe.
Done, spoken and positive wishes for those in the state institutions. I’ve seen it firsthand; they need all the generous help we can give it.
Done Paulette. Love, Hope, Success and Peace for you and your endeavors.
You got it, Paulette!
I am sitting on my porch in the country drinking coffee and watching my neighbor’s 2 month old baby goats playing in the pasture that backs up to my yard. We call it “goat tv” and no matter how rough a day I’m having, those kids make me smile.
I’ve also got bluebirds and finches nesting all over the place. It is quiet and idyllic here and the only thing that sets my teeth on edge is the rooster next door. Fuck him and his infernal cockadoodle-dooing.
I am ashamed to admit that there are no tomatoes planted this year though. We are in the middle of a horrid drought and I’m on well water so we are conserving mightily. All my recycled water goes to my fruit trees and grape vines.
Baby goats are about as cute as it gets. When I was young, my grandparents had a farm in Oregon. They always had goats and sheep. There was a large rock formation in the pasture and they were always playing king of the hill. I joined them a few times and always lost!
I feel your pain on the drought. Here’s hoping next year brings us more rain and snow!
Mrs Meems, your goat watching made me smile. The kids are cute and playful, aren’t they? Laughing about the rooster, too.
I’ve been amusing myself by planting flowers. No tomatoes (I’m allergic, I hope I get a pass for not planting any) but drought resistant plants. I had to remove the red apple ice succulent I planted. It was drought resistant all right — it took over the yard and patio too. So now I have native plants and mulch.
I just reread the Tamara Tattles Tomato Therapy Law again and there is a clause that exempts those living in a drought area and/or those who sit outside amongst the goats.
You are good. :)
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 12:25 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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From one badass southern belle to another, I give you these words…..
Oh, I can’t think about this now! I’ll go crazy if I do! I’ll think about it tomorrow. But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters? Tara! Home. I’ll go home. And I’ll think of some way to get him back. After all… tomorrow is another day!
Thanks Tamara – really, a big thanks. We’re all so lucky to have your site as an outlet and yesterday was tough. I’d like to think that some good will come out of it, even if we don’t see it yet. And I really hope you’ll continue to share yourself with us. For my own life, I’ve felt a bit like I’m drowning but have had these moments of deep gratitude. I see examples of strength and character around me that just make me say Wow.
‘I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free .’ Emily Bronte
spk, I love that quote
Who is the the guy in the video that isn’t Bobby or Robin? Driving me nuts! Anyone know, please?
Just Googled the video. His name is Bill Irwin.
Thanks! No wonder I didn’t know…
@lisamia, thanks I wondered too. I know I had seen him on shows like Cosby etc. as a magician or something. Thank you!
Ok, I have another dog story. His name is Miller. He is a pit/Lab/something mix. He’s not very handsome, he’s fat, his legs are way too short for his body and his breath smells like a dead skunk. My Dad died last year after a cruel, brutal 8 year battle with Alzheimers, and I truly didn’t know if I’d make it. On a whim we (I) adopted him, my husband and kids weren’t too sure about him (he’s 7 and battle-scarred from being a bait dog). It took MONTHS of intensive training and a helluva a lot of love and faith (and my husband standing in the pouring rain with Miller for 6 hours straight as he tried to dig out of the yard one night). Miller’s out on our back deck right now, basking in the sun, with a smile on his face. He barks at his reflection in the pool and waits for the kids to come home from school. He rides in the pickup truck with my husband and they go to Dunkin Donuts every Saturday morning and share a bagel. Miller tries to cuddle up next to Paulie, my other rescue, but she’s sort of a snot. He talks to me while I cook dinner and pulls the cover off the grill when my husband is outside working. He sleeps on my head and he is patient with the kids when they try to teach him how to skateboard. I saved Miller, and he returned the favor.
If I ever come into a large sum of money, I fantasize about going to the shelter and adopting the ugliest, most horrid dog there, that no one would ever adopt. My idea of heaven is to have enough room to have 5 or 6 dogs (and the money to attend to their needs). Dogs have always been kinder to me then people ever were.
That would be my dream job, to run a no-kill rescue/rehab. No one wanted Miller because he looks a little scary, his teeth were knocked out with a chain, he has scars, and someone carved initials next to his penis. He was tortured. I can’t explain it, but I knew he could be saved, and the trainer told me that on his first day with Miller. People should learn to be as forgiving and loyal as our pets.
My mouth is on the floor Rebecca – what a story, what a dog, what a family! So sweet and what he’s been thru!! He hit the jackpot with you. Or maybe I should say, you hit the jackpot with each other. Darn this blog, now I’m dreaming about a dog.
@Rebecca- there has been so much here today that I have been trying to read all the posts, but skimming and obviously missing important details. What happened to Miller makes me sick. God! There are just no words. I never click on a dog story that will even tip me off of it implies a dog was abused. It’s so upsetting to me, that it really just sends my anxiety into orbit.
I just don’t even know what to say. I am so sorry for Miller. My God… WTF is wrong with people? I will never ever get it.
And I too have considered running a dog shelter, I have dreamed of it. But I am afraid my heart is too fragile. I was going to work at the Humane Society after I quit my nursing job (just for fun). Then it occurred to me…Euthanasia, neglected abused dogs…those things are just too much for me.
My husband was like “No fucking way”! He knew I would be bringing home strays every day.
Thank you for rehabbing and loving Miller. Your story really hit me tonight.
Awww! I love Miller!
Wonderful story! I swear these rescue dogs want nothing more than to say “thanks and I love you.”
Not my damn rescue dog, He says, “My dinner this evening is unacceptable please fix this mess.” also, “My water tastes funny, dump it out and try again, I mean it’s WATER, how hard can it be?” also, “Don’t you think your fat ass should at least walk me around the block?” and “Bitch, I am hungry NOW don’t tell me to wait.” and I also think he thinks about saying, ” You know what? just take me back to the pound and let me pick a different human while I am still cute and healthy. You are stealing the best years of my life.”
Banjo has a mouth on him, he does.
I don’t know where he learned to be such a cranky ass.
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I’m sitting here sniveling. Thanks for the lovely story.
Two years ago, my daughter was suffering from depression and anxiety and was suicidal. The worst time of my life by far. Terrifying. She slept in my bed for months because I was afraid to leave her alone. My husband slept in the extra room.
I’m happy to say that two years later, she’s doing so well. We talked about this upcoming anniversary last night and she’s so happy now and proud of what she’s overcome.
I share this to remind everyone that the darkest days are tough, but there are better days ahead. If you need help, find help. Start with an overall physical and then seek mental healthcare assistance if needed.
@swizzle, fantastic for you and your daughter!
I’ve got a definite Don’t Worry Be Happy today. Just got a call from the Prosthetic Rehab Center. My son goes in Tuesday for his final fitting on his prosthetic leg and should be starting physical therapy in two weeks. So happy that after 5 months my kid is finally going to be able to walk on 2 legs again. WooHoo!
Wow, that’s such fabulous news!
That is wonderful news, hannah. I’m very happy for you guys!
That is thrilling and what a blessing. The accident sounded very scary and this is good news for you all 🙂
What a lovely, loving mom you are. Best wishes for your son’s continued good health.
Great news!
Woohooo!
Thanks everyone. My son has stayed so positive for the most part throughout this whole long 5 month ordeal. Don’t know how he did it having had chronic depression and anxiety all his life. It’s like this changed him. I’m so proud of him and wish I could take his pain myself.
There isn’t anything much worse in my book than worrying about your child. Such good news about his new limb!
I have an inoperable brain tump that will kill me one day. I’m told that at any second my tumor will grow that extra millimeter and poof I’ll be dead, it’s supposed to not be a super painful death but I’ll be paralyzed and suffocate. I’ve lived 3 years longer then I was told I would. My husband knows and my oldest son. I try to make each day special because every second could be my last. Then I remind myself I’m no different than anyone else, we only have the now regardless. I’m renewing my vows on Sunday, over 250 people will attend. I’ve been so emotional and cry easily these days. I wish the world was better but I think for my kids it just might be. I stay positive and hopeful a lot. TT you and I will never meet, the same goes for all of you, but I wanted you all to know just how special this site is for me. I read way more than I post and sometimes I’m afraid TT will yell at me and that would hurt my heart. Anyway, it’s a beautiful day here, my family is around, I wish I could stop the tears or at least assure myself they are from joy and not sadness. Love you-
You have a GREAT attitude Lisa, and you’re right in the perspective that every day could be our last…we don’t know necessarily when our time will come. I try to keep that in perspective too. You are a strong, amazing lady and many blessings to you, and best wishes on your upcoming vow renewal.
Thank you all for the kindness and love
Love and light to you, Lisa M. This site is awesome for many of us.
Congrats on your vow renewals!
Lisa m, that is a tough thing to have to live with but you do sound like you are LIVING with it. That is the key I think. Living each day we are given to the fullest. Who knows what tomorrow holds for any of us. You know that Sunday you are renewing your vows with your husband and that is great. You know that you have beaten the odds by staying positive. And now you also know that you have friends here sending you lots of positive vibes and even prayers. So live your life and be happy for the moment because when that moment is gone you can never get it back and we all should never waste it. Hugs to you.
XOXO Lisa M, let them be about the joy. It’s ok to cry because feelings are so precious and you know that better than most of us. Go thru your blessed life and thank you for sharing your graciousness here. Sending you a big smile!
OMG, your post took my breath away. Blessings to you and your family.
And I bitch about bugs in lettuce that I no longer grow. I admire your spunk Lisa M. Have a great renewal celebration. I hope you keep beating the odds for a long, long time.
Thank you for sharing your story. Your post really puts so many things into perspective. You have such a wonderful attitude towards life. Blessings to you and your family, and best wishes that the day of your renewal vows is a beautiful day!
I wish you well and enjoy the love that will be poring out to you on your special day!
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virtual hug, because I just cant do anything else and I wish I could.
@Lisa M you sound like you know you are very loved…and you are! Thanks for sharing, you are inspiring.
What a loving and lovely post, Lisa m. Thank you for sharing your emotions…you’re doing all the right things. I’m glad you’re here.
Thank you so much
Lisa M, I reserve the right to call you a cunt satchel at will.
Um, er… I mean what they saidâ
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Yep. Live in the moment.
Awwww TT, bad days or good days, just remember AT LEAST THEY ARE DAYS! Still being alive is the best thing at times! That being said…. I have another swimming pool playdate today, barely survived one yesterday (and the bible study for the kids, and taking my daughter’s friend to visit her kother in the hospital….) plus I have to do dinner for 8 people and 7 kids tonight….. sigh. Repeat mantra to self “good day, bad day, at least is is A DAY”…… lol chin up, and all that!
I have a happy story to share with you TT and all.
A senior lady I know struggled — and I mean STRUGGLED — in life. Poor but proud family background. Single parent, 2 times a widow. Sad attraction to bad boys.
Struggled to put herself through school only to wind up low paid and unappreciated, working like a dog.
Got an opportunity to start fresh in another state. A dream job. Completely changed her life to pull up stakes and move there. Three weeks later her new employer went under.
Struggled some more.
Got cancer, underwent treatment.
Estranged from her only child.
One nice thing though was an elderly neighbor couple who lived in her complex. She would run into them from time to time. The wife on oxygen in a wheelchair, cared for by her husband. They would chat in passing.
Two years later, the husbands’ wife passed and several months after that he asked my friend to dinner. Well one thing led to another and they got married! this was 2008.
Married, moved to a new house (first time owners both of them) in a place they feel is like paradise.
Her relationship with her daughter had steadily improved over the years, thanks to persistence and therapy and willingness. In fact, her new husband loves her daughter so much, he adopted her!
The lady and her husband are 80 and 86, respectively. They are my parents. And I am proud, and so grateful, so call my mother my friend.
Life can be so very hard, but don’t give in, above all don’t give up on yourself. Things change. Keep going.
Aw, Frosty…that was so sweet. I loved reading your comment.
@Frosty, inspiring happy story.
Thank you, I needed that.
Frosty, that is such a sweet and amazing story. Thank you for sharing
Now that is a great story! Thanks Frosty!
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 3:28 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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OMG, just watched Michael Symon make Maple Bacon Peanut Brittle.
Drooling.
Ok, here is my silly story. Disclaimer: really hope y’all don’t think I am sick and wrong. I will try to be breif.
When I got married my (now ex) husband came into the marriage with a cat. I despise cats. But knew I needed to accept this one. And did. We eventually got a dog and had to keep them separated cause the cat was mean.
Years pass, cat still alive and still hating me. My husband was firmly against hiring any housekeepers as he thought I should do it (and I am messy). I went behind his back and hired two smoking hot Brazilian chicks that were lesbians but told the girls, not to tell him. I was paying so who cares. This way he would be happy and he and buddies came over to check them out all the time. Totally amusing.
Anyway, I come Home from work and cat is sleeping on bathrug. I really thought she was napping. He arrives home from shift and freaks and says cats unconscious. We tear to all nite emergency vet, I tell them do whatever possible to save cat. Cat dies. He tells me the crime lab will investigate if I killed the cat. WTF? I’m not that mean.
I make arrangements to have cat cremated and pick out a beautiful urn (didn’t really look like an urn-problem number 1.) upon picking up her ashes and urn I set it on his dresser so he can be near his cat. The housekeeper I catch cleaning out the urn not realizing what it was. major issue 2. I haul it to the back yard, panicking and proceed to smoke some 20-25 cigarettes to fill up urn with ashes from my smokies. Clearly he never knew. Funny part comes in during divorce and property settlement he demands urn of cats ashes. LMAO when he arrives to strap urn into front seat of his car and seatbelt urn in. I know this sounds awful but in light of everything that transpired with divorce I found it soooo Funny. Please don’t think I am horrible. 🙂
That was sweet revenge, yet you did nothing wrong. You saved his feelings from being hurt. Hope that event continues to bring you joy. Ha
I think it’s hysterical! It sounds like something I would do 😉
@KNola
OMG! That is fucking hilarious! Can’t make that shit up!
You are George Costanza!
That’s brilliant and hilarious!
That is hysterical, Kat!
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 4:16 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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Hahaha – Kat, that is awesome!
Hmm he was obsessed with the wrong cat!!
Too bad you didn’t have a neighbor with a charcoal grill you could have emptied. Would have saved you from having to smoke a whole pack in such a hurry lol.
I could not have resisted saying something about securing the cigarette ashes, assuming he is a jerk. I know, probably cause more trouble for you, I cannot resist saying things sometimes, to my detriment. It is still satisfying.
Banjo and I went for a walk and a neighbor on a street behind dug up some bulbs I’ve been wanting out of a ditch I was afraid to get in. He was about to mow the public strip over there to keep the snakes down. I am apparently a glutton for ditch lilies a condition I inherited from my mother. We pulled over countless times so mother could send daddy out into a ditch somewhere to pull some up. I thought this was soooooooooooooooo humiliating at that time lol. It’s true we all become our mothers.
BUT THE BIG NEWS IS…. we found ONE of the baby robins bobbing around in the school yard a few feet from my house. So I know at least one lived and I am going to pretend a second did too. The third one not so much.
That is my happy story for the day!
That’s wonderful news!
A) Glad you found a baby Robin!
B) You have or live near snakes? Like real snakes? Or is that a word for some kind of plant or something I don’t know about? Snakes freak me out, man!
We have snakes around but I don’t see them much. My lawn guy does sometimes.
And I was out in the yard a bit ago and saw TWO baby robins. So, um two out of three ain’t bad. A hawk’s gotta eat I guess.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 5:29 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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I love ditch lillies too!! Made my kids help me dig up about 20 last May… Hot as hell but worth it.
Ok, I made Miller sound perfect. He is not. I took him last month to the Alzheimer’s facility where my Dad died. He was great. Until he smelled a man who had messed himself. He humped this guy’s head until the nurses were screaming, and he’s so fat I could barely drag him out. I was asked, in the kindest possible way, not to ever fucking come back. On the way out he grabbed someone’s lunch tray and wouldn’t let go and peed in the front entrance. So I took him to Burger King and we had a stern conversation.
I somehow missed the beginning of this story… LOL.
But this was priceless. And I sent you YET another email. Because I am annoying as fuck tonight.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 9:16 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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@Rebecca-
So many comments here today… Sorry I missed this one!
Hahaha! Bad dog, Miller!
This needs to be made into some kind of movie with Robert DeNiro as an orderly at the nursing home.
@Nancy, have visions of Robert de Niro nose to nose with Miller saying “You tawkin to me?”
Miller needs his own reality show!
I’m sorry but that’s hilarious – from someone that didn’t have to deal with it lol I hope after those mean nurses yelled at him he got some fries!
The gardeners just planted 2 huge lilac bushes outside my apartment. With the windows open, I can smell the flowers. So nice!
Go sneak a tomato plant in between them! See how long until they notice. Report back on how they react! 🙂
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 5:44 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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Might think its a pot plant.
Fuck tomatoes. Sorry. Lost my happy.
Sorry. This Baltimore shit is stuck in my head. There has been racial divide FOREVER, and it’s not going to change. Both sides want to be right. No one wants to listen or even try to understand another point of view. That will never change.
I can’t take anymore of it. So, I’m going to stfu for awhile. And probably take a vacation from the internet.
I’ll be back when I can be halfway human.
Some little kiddie needs a tomato plant. heh. Feel better soon Cat. And politeness is not required here, you know that.
On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 3:34 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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I transplanted my tomatoes plants yesterday. They are in shock. This is when I normally loose them. PLEASE DON’T DIE. I can see me now in gardening therapy.
Angel, vitamin b-12 will help with shock.
Do they sell it at a nursery because I don’t think they will swallow a pill?
Have you ever planted a citrus plant? GAWD, I’m on my 7th one (in Maryland) and they ALL die.
I never lose tomato plants, but since I planted mine it has rained almost every day and they have not had nearly enough sun. We have sun in the forecast for the next week or so, I hope it’s enough. The Cherokee purple is on it’s last fucking leg.
Oh and all that mulching I did when I planted the dalias? I have THREE FOOT TALL GRASS in amonst the bulbs and ditch lilies. You can’t see an inch of the mulch.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 5:58 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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My tomato plants always fail. They split before they fully ripen. Then the birds and bugs get to them. Too much effort for me.
The only plants that have succeeded for me are my chilli plants.
THE TRIBE HAS SPOKEN! YOU ARE OFFICIALLY EVICTED FROM TT!
Oh wait.
I read the TTTED Laws again. These laws only apply to NORMAL people with NORMAL season where June is SUMMERTIME.
So basically you get off for living in the stupid hemisphere. It’s like getting to play the retard card.
🙂
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 8:42 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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@ Angel ~~ Vitamin B-12 is liquid plant food used for transplanting. When I did garden (no more) I always had successful transplants, followed up with a dose of Fish Emulsion about
4 – 6 days later. Don’t use it to soon after transplanting. The plant needs to rest after a move then/later stimulate growth with stinky fish food. Read directions, use to much you will fry your plants, use to little doesn’t work.
I’ld dilute fish emulsion and use each week. Beautiful plants.
Or just plant the damn plant. It will be fine.
On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 12:18 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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Thank you so much for putting up this thread today TT! I’ve been in kind of a dark and anxious place the last few days and every story helped to lighten load. Thank you all.
Here’s a true story w/ a happy ending.
This week a lady #1 in my neighborhood somehow found 3 abandoned newborn kittens after a bad storm. Their umbilical chords were still attached. She took them in & was bottle feeding them & caring for them which was a lot of work.
A different lady #2 near our neighborhood had a cat that just gave birth to 3 stillborn kittens. The mother cat became depressed, wouldn’t eat, and she was full of milk that needed to be expressed, but no kittens to drink from her.
Lady #1 made a facebook posting about the kittens she found.
Lady #2 saw the post & suggested she bring the kittens to nurse off the grieving mother cat. The kittens now have an adopted mother and the mother cat is happy to be a mother to the abandoned kittens. I saw photos and it just made tear up with happiness.
Awww that’s so sweet! One time I was working for an apartment complex that was under construction. I was walking finished unit checking that all work was done. I opened the closet door in one and out runs this cat. What? How long was she in there? I look inside, well long enough to have a litter of 4. I didn’t know what to do so I put them in a box outside in the breezeway. At the end of the day I came back and two were gone. I got the kitten formula and feed the two remaining put a towel in the box and said a prayer. Came back in the morning they were still there. I ended up hand raising those kittens. It’s a lot of work. I would take them to work with me. My boss didn’t like it, but I didn’t care. She was a bitch and had fucked up the leasing and accounting systems so she needed me. So that that lady. They were the cutest! Bubba and Sissy. When I moved to Canada, they came with me. Sadly, when I had to adopt them out. I loved those kitties! I haven’t owned at cat since.
UF-
That is really cool! Wow!
Weepy! Great story, thank you. 🙂
What do you get when you cross a rooster with a telephone pole?
A forty foot cock that will reach out and touch someone.
T.D. — that is a good one!
I’m so grateful for all of these comments. You’ve made me laugh, you’ve made me cry. It’s crazy that words on my computer can make me feel more human. Sorry for being sappy but you all really got to me today…
OK…I tried holding back but I just can’t do it…I love y’all so much!!!
Jesus Christ. Do I need to cave and put up fucking Kum Bah Yah tomorrow?
🙂
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 8:43 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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I once farted so loud my neighbors heard it. True story.
Wow!!! That is impressive! When my beagle mutt is buried under our covers and one of us farts, she fucking flips out and flies out of the bed. Takes her a minute though… I think the smell hits her like a freight train.
So gross, but fuck! We laugh our asses off about potty humor!
That’s hysterical! My 1/2 poodle, 1/2 french bulldog Max always farts when we’re watching tv at night. He likes to curl up right next to me & fart away. Luckily, they’re still puppy farts… >
Thank you for the laughs! I haven’t laughed for along time. Today has been uplifting! I don’t say much, but it so nice to relate to so many wonderful loving ladies!
Hilarious!! Two things that crack me up…fart stories and dog stories. But a fart/dog story is the BEST!
@Tigerlilly, that reminds me of when I was a teenager (13-14) and I was real shy. There was this boy that I had a crush on, over at my house. I was too shy to talk to him much, but we were all watching tv with my mom and dad in the living room, and I guess my mom forgot we had company over, and she let a VERY loud one rip. When she realized what she had done, she looked over at me, called me by my name and said…”oooh YOU should be ashamed of yourself!!!” I died with embarrassment and left the room. After the guy left, she and my dad thought it was the funniest thing. I was never able to look the boy in the eye again. 🙂
Now this works for me. And I hate fart humor.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 8:55 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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I read this on my break at work and started laughing pretty hard. Okay, I need to know. How did the neighbors tell you they heard?
There is a lizard on my wall! I’m afraid to sleep! He is walking the length and breadth of my room! Who will save me?
Seriously? A LIZARD?! WTH you guys?!! You are all freaking me out! Earwigs, snakes, lizards!
Where do you live? Seriously though… How long is it?
Sorry I know I’m supposed to create the opposite effect! I’m in florida!! We must have 50 species of lizards here! It’s that light colored one that you can almost see through! About 4 inches? Tail is gone
Oh Janshell! Come on girl… Man up! I had cammelians as pets when I was little. Four inches is nothing! If I were next door I would come over and get the little bugger for you! (As long as it wasn’t one of those freaky kimono dragon looking ones)!
GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!
I can’t stand lizards. I lived in rural SC for year (at that location) I rented a house with a mailbox on the house, not on the street. I’d come home from work and grab the mail every day EXCEPT THERE WAS A LIZARD IN THE MAIL BOX.
Then one day when I first moved in I had a huge window facing the back yard. There was really no where in the town to buy a window treatment so I decided to tack up a quilt until I could figure something out so I could you know walk around nekkid and stuff.
One day I came in and the lizard was NOT in my mailbox. I was thrilled. Maybe he found a new home. It was a lovely small town ( um until I may or may not have corrupted the preacher, but that’s a whole nuther talk show) so the PO lice had nothing better to do than patrol.
So I go inside, life is good I was not depressed or anxious at this point, I used to be normal I promise. So I go in and THERE IS A LIZARD CRAWLING ACROSS MY QUILT over the window.
I know most of you don’t know what it is like to never have a man within radius to help you fix things that break OR DEAL WITH LIZARDS and what happened next may sound extreme. Also keep in mind I as HOT at this point in my life and all dressed up in my professional attire.
So OBVI I flee to the street screaming like someone died.
It just so happened a cop car was going by. I flagged him down like I was being attacked by a gang of angry people who were angry. Sorry I could not think of a good metaphor. When I explained what was wrong he was all like, “Mam, I am super busy on my patrol and stuff protecting this town of 385 people! I am a serious policeman!”
So I cried. I am way better at this than the damn housewives. I mentioned that I was “sore afraid”like the angels in the Bible and so he came in and chased that son of a bitch all over my house.
He didn’t get the lizard. (great cop he was). But I never saw it IN my house again.
And I just stopped checking my mail.
On Thu, Apr 30, 2015 at 10:07 PM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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GAWD woman lizards are harmless unless its one of those jungle Monitor lizards. I encounter green & brown lizards daily. Earlier tonight when I removed the BBQ grill cover to cook dinner I found 2 brown anole lizards taking shelter underneath. Actually I find at least one every time I remove the cover.
At first I do get startled because it takes a second for my brain to register if its a lizard or snake. Now snakes? Oh.hell.nah! Ain’t nobody got no time for no snakes. I am terrified of them. . Surprisingly I have not seen one yet this Spring.
I am no longer moving in with you UF. Though I come from a mama who would kill a garden snake with a shovel head and go about her planting.
You don’t know what you had, until you lose it. I CANNOT with lizards.
On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 12:32 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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What about…trouser snakes? 😉
God I hate when my gay boyfriends flirt right in front of me. :(
On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 12:44 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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Well hello to my favorite drunk Aussie!
Actually I am good at handling, taming, soothing that particular & only breed of snakes; however there are some that are too big and just need to be shooed away with the broom.
Haha. I agree with that sentiment. I am partial to those giant lolly snakes myself. Less messy.
Micheal check your twitter for some “snake” pics. #lmao
Well I’m sorry to laugh at the situation because I totally relate to your fear!! Yes I approach my mailbox with caution and honestly I never go by the sliding door in my house! Damn things love living behind blinds and curtains! Those rate sticky paper are my best tool right now!
Wait a minute!!! What about the preacher? When is that story going to grace the pages of the daily tea?
meh Tamara and the Preacher needs to be a chapter in the book.
On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 1:31 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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It was three years ago, spring and we had a bumper crop of snakes. There is always the probability of a snake anywhere but not seen often.
I walk out to my car barefooted all the time, one night I almost stepped on a baby snake curled up on the walkway.
A few days later found another baby snake curled up in the bathroom.
I still do not know how it got inside.
One of the coolest snake event was when the small Starlings saw a full sized rattler in my ditch. They swooped down continuously for hours pecking at that snake. Finally I took a shovel to it. Scary even when chopped up.
What bothered be the most was where were the parents?
OMG! What? Do you guys all live in the Congo or something? What is with all the snake stories? Snakes absolutely freak me out! My Mom has a house in Arizona and I almost stepped on a snake once. I almost died! The Javalenas are NOTHING compared to the snakes! I am terrified of them!
Pip, you did NOT almost die.
TT, snake stories are funny. The truth is my baby snakes were rattlers. My son took one into a lab at school and they verified.
Baby rattlers do scare me, they are fast.
did the “post happy thoughts” moratorium end at midnight or something. I will NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!
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On Fri, May 1, 2015 at 12:56 AM, Tamara Tattles wrote:
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What do you get when you cross an autocrat with a spud?
A Dick-Tater.