tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78434728463140320372024-02-21T09:16:19.114-08:00Tiffani and everything her.... Tales of a Dealership MommaI am the Internet Sales Manager at a Chevrolet dealership. I have a pretty awesome husband and two amazing children. Follow my tales of juggling work and home. Get a little glimpse into life as a car lady, working mom, and all that comes with this crazy beautiful life that God has so richly blessed me with. Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-48707992753787175292016-09-21T08:36:00.002-07:002016-09-21T08:36:14.679-07:00Those moments. <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The day is filled with tons and tons of moments. Moments that last just a second, some a little longer.. moments that make you angry, moments that make you sad, and moments that fill your heart with so much joy it could burst. And moments that in most cases get taken for granted....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Late last night my children and I piled in bed and watched a movie, we snuggled, and watched Beauty and the Beast (my kids first time seeing the movie), and while I truly enjoyed these moments with them.... I watched my husband pick up around the house a bit, put some things away, take a shower, and much later come crawl into bed with us.... Just as he came in, it was time for me to put the kids to bed in their rooms. Most of the time the role is reversed and I am the one doing all those little things, baths, laying out the next days clothes bookbags etc, putting the dog to bed, all those little menial things that are so tiring... and last night as I watched Adam get to enjoy about 10 minutes of true family time with us, I became so thankful.....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Two nights ago I came home to Adam cooking dinner. He was mixing up some cornbread, Palmer had a chair pulled up right beside him at the counter, and he was just cooking away; Palmer just chattering as she pretend cooked. Cray was running around, Adam answering a bazillion of his questions... It was pure chaos... purely beautiful chaos, I became so thankful..... </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yesterday, I had a customer fly in from New York to buy a Corvette, he landed in Asheville at 1:45, if I timed it just right I could still make it to watch the kids gymnastics and take Cray to soccer practice. As my customer drove off the lot at 4:02 another one walked in the door, I hurried and got everything I needed for todays deal, and out the door I went ten minutes late for making it to gymnastics. As I walked through the gym I saw little hands waving in excitement that their mama was there to watch; Adam standing there holding shoes in his hands amongst a bunch of mothers, watching the kids.....I became so thankful. After gymnastics we whisked across the road to soccer, and Adam and I got to sit on the bleachers in the shade, and just BE STILL and chat for a moment. After soccer, we went out for Taco Tuesday, the kids and I ran to Walmart.... and I came home to a surprise pumpkin crunch and pumpkin pie blizzard that Adam picked up for me on the way home.... I became so so so thankful.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All these little moments, these quick little moments that we normally just let pass us by are huge. There are so many days that we can just pass each other like strangers on the side walk, but instead my husband chooses to show me love in so many ways. He doesn't have to cook dinner, he could wait for me to get home. He doesn't have to run our kids all over creation for activities, but he does. He didn't have to go out of his way to pick me up a surprise dessert, but he did. Everyday Adam chooses to keep loving me. I don't always thank him or praise him like I should; heck most days he probably thinks I don't appreciate him at all.... But man, do I ever. Don't get me wrong there are days when I think "why do I do everything around here", always loading the dishwasher, bathing the kids, blah blah blah.... but it's give and take, I have to do my part and he has to do his. And as I watched him crawl into bed last night, I was so so thankful for my husband. Today, typing this I am so so thankful for my husband. Those moments that I get to have with him every day, good/bad, happy, or whatever, I am so thankful. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Catch a glimpse of your husband and in that moment whatever he is doing appreciate him. Appreciate him for his flaws, appreciate him for his perfections, for his quirks, for his handsomeness.... whatever drew you to him in the first place, be thankful for him and the everyday moments you get to share because in those rushed moments, the ones we take for granted, you'll thank God for the blessing that is yours. </span><br />
<br />Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-26880252196170230742016-09-16T14:32:00.001-07:002016-09-16T14:32:39.004-07:00Purpose<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I haven't blogged in a while.... a really long while. But right in the middle of a stressful Friday, something happened that was just too much to put into a simple facebook post. So I had to share the story.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Today has been stressful, this week has been stressful. When you work in a dealership your life is consumed by appraisals and finance, and customers that hammer you all day for THE BEST PRICE POSSIBLE. Sometimes the day to day duties and routine customers just push you to the limit; this week has been one of those weeks..... So the next bit of my story was a welcomed surprise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">About 2:00 today one of the service writers brought a lady to my office who was shockingly enough needing an appraisal... she wanted to know what trade in value was, and suggested retail value was for her truck. To my confession, immediately I was annoyed... here I was on a Friday, at 2:05 (about twenty minutes away from needing to pick up my kids) with ANOTHER appraisal request from nobody that wanted to buy a vehicle.... So, I wrote up the appraisal, jumped in the ladies truck, got the values and came back to my office, I sat down to give her the details and the most amazing thing happened.... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As I began to go over the details of the truck with the lady, she told me that this was her husbands truck and he had just passed away. They had been married 34 years. He was a Marine, "strong and handsome" she said, as tears filled her eyes. She let me know that he had cancer, and it had gotten to the point that he ended up passing away of a stroke right in front of her. By the time she got him to the hospital, he had already become brain dead and didn't live but hours after that. She told me that she held his hand as he took his last breath. But this is the amazing part.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The lady shared with me that God had perfectly orchestrated her whole life, and while she was a little bitter that her husband had left her here on this earth alone. She knew that God had perfectly led her up to this point. She shared with me that she had been married before, and God put her husband in front of her at just the perfect moment, God knew she needed him, and they shared 34 years together. She shared with me that when searching for Dr's to help her husband with treatment, he didn't respond well to chemo (she watched him suffer), God led her to the perfect Dr. in Atlanta. She shared with me that when it was her husbands time to go that God allowed her son to be in town that weekend (he normally lives in TX), to be by her side. All of these moments God knew just what she needed. She shared with me that since her husband had passed though, she didn't know what her purpose was now that he was gone.... but even in that angst, she knew that God had left her here for a purpose...... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Obviously, today her purpose was to witness to me! WOW. Just wow. What Faith! Here I am whining having a down right pity party about a stressful day. And this lady in all her sorrow, in having to pick up the pieces, and learn to be on her own, she sang praises! Praises to a good God. I hugged her, she cried, and I cried, and I thanked her for sharing her story. And I thanked her for loving the Lord. And I thanked her and told her that today she had a purpose, today she shared God's goodness with another Christian woman. Today she reminded me to look around and be thankful. Today she reminded me to call my husband and tell him I love him. Today she reminded me that I serve a good and gracious God, even in times of trouble. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was so wrapped up in this lady that I looked at my watch and it was 2:55, I told her I had to run pick up my kids, but thanked her again for visiting with me. And let her know that if she ever needed anything to call me, even if it was just to talk again, because I enjoyed her company so much.....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I just cried and cried on my way to get the kids, how could I be so selfish....and once I got back to my office I couldn't help but think what have I missed out on with other people? Are there days I'm so frustrated and in such a hurry I don't take the time to appreciate those around me? How many have I missed the opportunity to share God's goodness with..... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">God truly puts people in our path for a purpose. Everyone is fighting a battle. Most days A LOT bigger than the one I am fighting. LOVE those around you, LOVE your neighbor, LOVE your family, give THANKS to the ONE providing.... slow down..... life is precious, God is good, sometimes we just need to be reminded. </span>Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-15715254626778125402015-07-09T15:06:00.000-07:002015-07-09T15:06:03.197-07:00She is 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Two years ago, I was wondering why my baby girl was being so stubborn. Why was she not coming out! I was miserable. I mean surely since I had just had a kid 14 months ago I would have went into labor with her a little early! </div>
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I was two days past my due date. They scheduled me to be induced on July 8th 2013. I was to be at the hospital at 7am. I got there, got checked in, and was about to be hooked up to Pitocin when the dr. came in for one last check to see how dilated I was. "Something isn't right" she said, "I really want to get an ultrasound tech in here for a second opinion". The ultrasound tech came in and confirmed what my dr feared. Palmer had flipped completely around and was totally breach. At this point it was dangerous for her and dangerous for me, so the dr decided on an emergency C-section. I was terrified. Adam was terrified. We prayed.</div>
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Within a little bit they started prepping me for surgery. Once to procedure started she was into the world in 2-3 minutes. I didn't get to hold her right away, instead her daddy got to spend her first precious moments with her... .but once I finally did get to her, we locked eyes and from that moment I was smitten.</div>
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This little girl brings so much joy into my life. She is a momma's girl, but she has her daddy wrapped. She adores her brother and they are the best of friends. She loves to sing and dance. Books are her favorite. She's light as a feather and tough as nails. She's OH SO BEAUTIFUL! Her eyes melt my heart. </div>
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Happy Birthday Palmer McCall I love you more than you could ever begin to understand. </div>
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We spent her day going to the aquarium, eating lunch, doing a little shopping, a train ride, and ending the day with cake and a new frozen mobile. Watching her grow is truly perfect. </div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Before I had kids, I was always small. About a size 3/5 through high school and a size 8 through college up until I had my son. Then I had my daughter, my kids are 14 months 26 days apart. So, over the course of a couple years my body went through ALOT. After my C-section, crunches were not an option. Exercise was HARD work, and I was exhausted, until one day I had enough. I felt so miserable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Which leads me to my life long friend, Tiffany. And this picture that I saw on FB. Tiff was working at the Fitness Center and had trained me there, and I've always loved her, but I really loved her as a trainer. So, she started coaching softball with my husband and told me about this awesome program the 21 day fix. If you are looking for a coach check into Tiffany she is AWESOME! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, I am going to be brutally honest. I am not making excuses I am just telling you that if you have two small children, you will need some ALONE time to get this done. You will need time to prep your food, because you have to concentrate on how much of each food group you are getting. You will need time to work out, 30 minutes a day. EVERY DAY.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I would love to tell you that I honestly followed this program to a "T" but I didn't. There was one week we had bible school and I maybe got two workouts in. There was one evening I was trying to do a workout and my kids wouldn't leave me alone and I quit fifteen minutes in.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My husband and I LOVE to eat. We love to try new restaurants, and go on dinner dates, and have a coke every now and then. I love swiss cake rolls, and cake, AND COOKIES I love cookies. Giving those things up was so hard. I gave up my coffee creamer, but I had to keep half and half tea. I would fill it up half sweet, half unsweet, sorry (not sorry).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I can officially say I am down 9.4 pounds and 5.5 inches. I was NOT focused on the number on the scale from the start. My personal goal was to feel comfortable enough in my own skin that IF I wanted to rock a two piece this summer, I could, confidently. My primary focus was how I felt. I can honestly say I feel better in my clothes, I feel less tired, I feel the best I have felt in a LONG time. This was NOT easy. I'm 18 days away from my beach trip and I'm going to do another round. Stay tuned.</span> </div>
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Today is the day we celebrate my awesome Husband. There are so many reasons why I love this man. </div>
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Adam and I started dating in December of 2005. I was just a baby of 18 years old but I fell absolutely head over heels in Love. </div>
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Don't get me wrong we have had our share of ups and downs. We parted ways for a while. God didn't see that fit for us, so thankfully, He put us back together. And for that I am forever grateful.</div>
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A few reasons why I love my husband so much:</div>
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He's GOOFY. I mean dancing making faces, pulls his pants up too high, and makes you laugh hysterically GOOFY.</div>
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He makes me smile. Not in the every single day he's so sweet and thoughtful ways, but those right in the middle of every day life, when you want to break down, he makes me smile. On days when there are dishes in the sink, dirt on the floors, and I'm about to cry, he makes me smile.</div>
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He's Handsome. From day one to now, I find him to be THE MOST attractive man.</div>
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He is Godly. This should have been First. On Sunday mornings when I am wore slap out, and don't want to get out of bed. Adam makes sure we are up and moving. We may not be on time, but we (his family) will be in church. And Adam prays for us, all the time, and he teaches our kids to pray. I'm so thankful for that. </div>
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He LOVES our children. He disciplines our children. He plays with our children. He hugs them, he kisses them, snuggles, watches movies, dresses up like spiderman.... and so much more. Adam is a fantastic father. </div>
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The best thing about him to me, is he's my best friend. He listens to me and he understands me.... better than anybody. He loves me unconditionally. He's seen me at my best, and at my worst, he just keeps on loving me. He still holds my hand in the car. He still gives me butterflies. We actually have a date this evening, and I'm pretty nervous. </div>
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The day God decided to put this man on earth is one of my favorites. </div>
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Comparisons. We all do it. We all struggle with it. Social media makes it so much worse. They have such a nice car. They have such a nice house. Her husband is so sweet. She has great hair, skin, abs, whatever. They go on so many vacation etc etc etc. It is truly toxic! Do we really think about what is going on in those photos we see? Do we really need to compare our clothes, kids, cars, homes lives to those of others?<br />
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It happened to me. I caught myself (in church nonetheless). I am human. Thankfully I am also SAVED and God showed me quickly. Don't do it; appreciate the things you have; you're doing a great job mama. <br />
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So what happened exactly. Well...... For Sunday night service we take our kids to Children's church. My son is three and my daughter is two. This night there were three other children in class besides mine, two at age four, and one at age two. The teacher told a story and asked questions. Do you know who this is?..... BABY JESUS two of the kids yelled (not mine). And who is this..... BIG JESUS.... and what is he doing.... TEACHING.... and what is this?? THE CROSS... and what did Jesus do here? HE DIED FOR US....and what is this? THE TOMB! and what happened here? JESUS ROSE! My kids didn't utter the first peep. (side note: I stayed in class because my kid wrapped around my leg and started to cry when I tried to leave). Anyway, next task, color the pictures from the story we just discussed, cut them out, and let's make a book. My son, out loud, for the teacher's and other mom to hear "I don't know how to color!" my response, "yes you do silly, here hold your crayon like we work on" ... my son "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HOLD A CRAYON"<br />
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Because I'M EMBARASSED! Because MY KID doesn't know/feel comfortable holding a crayon. Because MY KID does not know how to/like to color. And because MY KID can't talk fluently about Jesus like I THINK he should....Because MY KID wrapped around my leg and threw a fit when I tried to leave....<br />
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So on the way home I start telling Adam about how far behind Cray is and how he can't color, and he can't answer questions like the other kids. COMPARING HIM TO OTHER KIDS, AND COMPARING MYSELF TO OTHER MOMS BECAUSE I THINK I HAVE FAILED. And this is why I love my husband so much... he says "Tiff don't compare Cray to other kids, he's fine, we're fine... you need to ask yourself, will cray be where those kids are in ten months?" So I say Cray, can you tell Dad what we learned in class. He gets out his little book "Dad, this is baby Jesus, and he died for us, because he loves us so much, and then he Rose and went to heaven, and we will see him one day" <br />
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Thanks God. Thank you for reminding me. <span class="st"><em><strong><span style="color: #6a6a6a;">Train up a child in the way he should go</span></strong>, And when he is old he will not depart from it Proverbs 22:6</em><strong>. </strong></span><br />
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<span class="st">Thank you for showing me that their may be reasons why my kid doesn't write as well as other kids. Maybe because instead of doing writing lessons we play super heroes. We chase each other through the house fighting crime, saving the day, with dart guns, ducking behind the island while Adam tries to chase us. Thank you God for showing me.</span><br />
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There may be a reason my kid wraps around my legs and won't let me leave a room. Maybe it's because I work all day every day and when they see me they want to hold on a little longer. Thank you God for sweet hugs and kisses and loving smiles that prove how much my kids adore me. Thank you for that assurance that I am doing a good job; regardless of how many story questions they can't answer, and what kind fit they throw when I try to leave. </div>
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-33360632221940646872015-06-27T13:37:00.001-07:002015-06-27T13:37:36.364-07:00Ever have one of those days...<div dir="ltr">
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<span style="color: black;">I normally work Monday-Friday every week but this week I had a customer flying in from MA to pick up a van; so I swapped my Saturday for an impromptu Friday. Bill is the customer's name and he flew into Atlanta from Brewster Massachusetts to purchase a van from me. Another reason why I love my job, getting to meet customers from all over the place! Thanks Bill! And thanks for coming on a Saturday so I could have an amazing Friday with my family.... story continues. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">So we decided randomly to head to Dollywood's Splash Country in Pigeon Forge, TN. and my good ness did we have a great day! Here's me and my babes before the adventures started.</span> <br />
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After FIVE HOURS at the park we headed to have some dinner and had a great time walking around the Island. See Palmy and her handsome daddy. These two melt my heart. I never knew it was possible to love someone more and more every day. </div>
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We wound down the day with a crow-nut from this awesome sweet shoppe. If you haven't tried one you haven't lived. GO NOW! And of course some Palmy lovin. </div>
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I as a mom (a working mom especially) long for days like this. When my kids are happy, when my husband is having fun and happy. Those days that are full of smiles, and hugs, and love yous. The days that you look at your husband in those swim trunks; and even though he doesn't look the same as he did 10 years ago he's still the most handsome thing you've ever seen. Those days where everything is appreciated, everything is cherished, and everything is enjoyed. This was one of those days that God created for your family to enjoy each other, enjoy the company, enjoy the smiles, every single giggle. </div>
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-34684303449966055362015-06-27T13:03:00.001-07:002015-06-27T13:03:29.448-07:00It's been a while. I haven't blogged in a long time....<br />
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I had a little girl.<br />
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This is Palmer McCall Tallent. She is almost TWO now. She's the most awesome little girl on the planet. She loves to read books. She's SASSY. She's sweet. She's HILARIOUS. I call her a little pixie cause she's so tiny. She's just wonderful. She has my heart.<br />
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And this is Cray. Ya'll haven't seen him in a while. He is three now! He is such a SWEETHEART! He is the most kind child you will ever meet. He loves everybody, and everybody is his friend. He has my heart too. <br />
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And here's Adam. still doing his thing. Coaching. Being an awesome dad. and still melting my heart every single day.<br />
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We sold our house. Rented for a whole year. and built a brand new house. On my great grandmother's old property. In the "holler" where I grew up as a child. My kids love it as much as I did. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Two of my best friends have been expecting baby boys! My friend Sarah was due February 5th so her little bundle has just arrived.... weighing in at 9lbs 8oz. 21 inches long! YOWZA! We went and visited Mr. Brentley Knox Holbrooks and he is such a doll!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">So anyway... my other friend Annie is due March 9! and she emailed me the other day asking what all I had taken to the hospital, what I wish I would have taken, and what she should have on hand at home.... So, after looking back on the horror film that was giving birth... I came up with this response to her (take heed to my warnings moms to be... take heed).</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So for the hospital I took:<br />Clothes for me for two days (sweat pants,
tshirts, loose fitting,) you will be wearing those whale diapers after
labor for about 4-6 days so you want something that is not only going to
be comfortable, but you kinda want to hide that giant pad you'll be
toting around :) You also want to make sure to pick shirts that are easy
to maneuver in for breast feeding (make sure to pack nursing cami's and
nursing bras. Better get you some BIG comfy underwear or those boxer
briefs for girls (i'm telling you those pads they make you wear are
HUGE). Or you can just steal a few pairs of those big mesh panty/short things they give you.... your choice. <br />Slippers!<br />Boppy (i didn't take this but wish I would have).<br />Your
own shampoo, body wash, wash cloth, towels, toothbrush, deodarant,
hairbrush, hairbows etc. (I forgot shampoo and wash and had to use the
hospitals and it SUCKS! it's like hotel stuff but worse!... more like sandpaper).<br />For Baby I
packed, clothes, diapers, burp cloths, receiving blankets, and a cute
take home outfit. They bathe baby by sponge there so you wont' have to
worry about bathing stuff for him until you get home. <br /><br />Somethings
you will want on hand at home, that you may already not have. I had
none of this and constantly had people running stuff over to me. Antiseptic
spray and a water bottle. They sent one home with me thank God, you'll
see why, and they will explain all that to you. But the antiseptic
they send you home with isn't enough, trust me! And you need to get the
kind that looks like it's in an aerosol can, this shit is AMAZING that
cooling sensation just can't be beat :) <br />You'll need thinner but
still what we would consider HUGE pads... the whale pads can go after a
few days at home but you'll still be scary down there, and need some of those on hand.<br />Tylenol<br />And Vaseline (you'll need this
for little man's circumcision spot, if you're doing that, if not
disregard this note). And QTIPS. <br /><br />That's kind of all I can think
of for now.... If I come up with anything else I'll let you know. Or if you just need anyone to terrify you any more just see me... :) </span>Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-72338249984618550642013-02-07T13:16:00.000-08:002013-02-07T13:16:48.174-08:00Music Problems...<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_1">So for the most part I'm a country girl... growing up in the mountains of Western North Carolina your whole life, how can you not love country music? Who doesn't love them some Tim McGraw and Luke Bryan (in the words of Brett Michaels... HI-YOOOO)?.... Now, hold up a second before you get all "what a redneck on me".... I LOVE all kinds of music... you should see my pandora lineup! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_2">I like your style of Womping!</span>
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_3">Just a rapper - load him up and eat that snapper!</span>
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_4">I want 16 pints of rum and then I go Bom Bom!</span>
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s" id="line_5">Going up in the dark of the night and so I go ooh ah ah ah ah. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s" id="line_5">I...</span>
<span class="line line-s" id="line_6">I've brought a pie in my pocket, pie in my pocket, an eye in my socket.</span>
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<span style="color: red;"><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s" id="line_7">[I've] got life, [I've] got style, [I've] got nothing on my mind.</span> </span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span class="line line-s" id="line_8">I'm so cool, I'm so groovy, when I go Bom Bom Bom!</span> </span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just have a few questions and thoughts... </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-what is womping? and why is it charming?</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-I hope a snapper isn't what I think it is.....</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-why is she toting a pie in her pocket... and i'm glad she left her eye in her socket (that would make her more freaky than she is already)</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-And I suppose so long as they've got life and style nothing else matters which is a plus because I'm pretty sure.... if nothing else... they've got issues.... </span></span></span></span></div>
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<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Any thoughts or input would be fantastic... if you like the song don't bother commenting we can no longer be friends.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back to when he used to look like this.... </span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Aww... Just look
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then we move on to this photo.... Adam and his jorts! Nothing is sexier than a pair of Jorts.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Yowzer! Look at those tube socks... or short shorts... or white tennies... there's just too much blast from the past going on here....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Who doesn't want to go back to the day where it's ok to pee your pants?? I know I'd love to revisit this time... I mean there are days where I'm just like, "do I really feel like getting up and going to the bathroom? (you know when you're in the middle of a great movie, and you don't want to pause it)... but then I have to, because it's not ok to pee your pants once you hit a certain age.... whatev... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Bless his heart.... yes this is the same kid (my now ever so handsome hubby).... those are cloth shorts.... again, with the tube socks... back when they actually still made you wear a jersey instead of lame t-shirts like they do nowadays (and yes they were always way way too big for you, clearly no matter how big you were, YIKES!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is one of my fav collages of all time... a glimpse through time... even to the buzz cut.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was telling this story to my friend Jenn this morning (to which she laughed hysterically)... and I told her, "you know if that wasn't so personal and graphic, I would blog about it today".... but the more I thought about it (considering it was the highlight of my last two days), I figured what the heck I'll share it anyways.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So let me preface by saying our nine month old son, has a crib still set up in our room.... We have a two story home, and only one bedroom (our master) upstairs... and I just haven't been able to move him downstairs ALONE yet.... So, nonetheless he sleeps in our room, and when I'm too tired to mess with putting him in his crib, I still let him sleep with us (I know, I know supermoms, I'm the devil, I get it). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So anyway.... Last night we got Cray to sleep and into his crib and we fell asleep... Well about 12:45am Cray woke up and in about ten minutes my husband got him back to sleep (in his crib)... and Adam decided he wanted a little BOW CHICKA WOW WOW.... (probably cause of that super sweet blog I wrote about him yesterday, or he was having dreams about that damn Jennifer Aniston again... whatev). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, the whole err,err,err,err begins and all of a sudden Adam says, "Tiffani, he's awake, and he's standing up"....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">OH MY GOSH! AWKWARD! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, Adam goes over to the crib... and says "hey buddy it's ok" and picks him up...brings him over to our bed and lays him down... at this point I am standing towards our bathroom kind of out of sight... and of course Cray spots me..... And while I know this child has no clue what in the heck is going on.. I am mortified! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, to make a long story short.... we finally get him back to sleep, our bed is now occupied, and we have to ummmm... complete our exercise on the FLOOR!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All of my tired, overworked, never get alone time moms know exactly what I'm talking about! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> So rock on moms! Rock on with floor exercise! Do what you gotta do!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are A LOT of days that I take my husband for granted.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why does he call me sixty times a day?!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why does it matter if the bed is made before we are about to sleep in it!?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yes, ADAM I took my vitamins!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ok, ADAM I'll pick up my clothes! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why doesn't he ask me to iron his clothes?! Does he not think I do it right?!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He doesn't hug me enough, kiss me enough, show me affection, send me flowers, blah blah blah blah!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And then something will happen... like today... when I talk to a friend who is into an argument with their spouse... and I instantly become so thankful for mine......</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that he text me every morning and says, "good morning I love you, have a good day"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that EVERY single time we hang up the phone he says, "bye I love you"... even if we have just argued....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that even though it seems like he calls me A LOT.....that he calls... and sometimes... it's just to talk....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that he makes sure I take my prenatals and vitamin D before bed.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that even though the kiss may not be some long drawn out passionate ordeal... he still kisses me every night before bed... sometimes he even wakes me up to kiss me... (like last night, and I was irritated because I was so sleepy)...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that every Sunday and Wednesday he makes sure my butt is in a church pew.... even when I'd rather sleep in, or go do something else....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that he chooses to iron his own clothes/do his own laundry.... because he knows I'm tired and he doesn't want to bother me.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that he works hard and even coaches nine months out of the year to provide for our family...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that I can see the joy in his eyes when our son says "da da".... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that at night he lays with his hand on my belly, just hoping to be able to feel baby girl move a little....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is so much more that I am thankful for, when it comes to my husband.... And I'm sure if a lot of us would take the time, we would realize how truly blessed we are... We have had our ups and downs... we have even had to find our way back to eachother... but at the end of the day what matters most... is that....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.your husband is your best friend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.you have eachother's back.... no matter what.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.you respect one another.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">. hold no grudges, it should be about who can say the're sorry the fastest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.that I look at him the same today as I did seven years ago, with that same passion.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.that I look at him with more LOVE today than I did seven years ago.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And most importantly that he loves me as much as he loves GOD.... and because of that greater Love, everything else will fall in place.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, our little town of Franklin, NC has literally flooded today. I'm talking feet and feet of water! They shut down the middle of town, literally. I've never seen flooding this bad.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And weather like this really makes me think of weather to come... ahhh SUMMER! And then I remember I'm going to be 30 to 40 pounds overweight, looking like I've swallowed an excercise ball... So which is worse, rain or an ever so fat summer....Oh you skinny bikini wearing "b's"... I loathe you! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm sorry... is this a dress or a bathing suit... because back in the day I would have been "up in da club" grooving to my jams in this....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nothing says pregnancy is sexy quite like tassles.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I just simply refuse to be that girl.... </span></div>
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<img alt="Crochet Detail Maternity Swim Cover-up" border="0" height="305" id="Pregnancy30" itemprop="image" name="ProductImage" src="http://images.destinationmaternity.com/dmc?set=ImageURL[2959501cu.jpg],Imagesize[swd]&call=url[file:sizer]&sink" title="Crochet Detail Maternity Swim Cover-up" /> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Or this one for that matter.... I mean what the hell, seriously... </span></div>
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<img alt="Secret Fit Belly(r) 5 Pocket Maternity Shorts" class="clams" height="200" name="ProductImage" src="http://images.destinationmaternity.com/dmc?set=ImageURL[9084740cu2.jpg],Imagesize[closeup]&call=url[file:sizer]&sink" title="Secret Fit Belly(r) 5 Pocket Maternity Shorts" width="152" /> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And nothing says summer quite like jean shorts, pale legs, and elastic.... Oh the elastic.....So rain on mother nature, rain on.... </span></div>
Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-91581952955758562562013-01-29T12:47:00.001-08:002013-01-29T12:47:15.134-08:00Take it Back Tuesday.... <div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Time for another rendition of .... Take it back Tuesday! So I'm linking up with <a href="http://sweetsouthernwife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jenn</a> and <a href="http://blondewalkedintoablog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Julia!</a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">for another epic episode of.... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just want to go back to the day it was o.k. to walk around without my shirt on....but that seems to be frowned upon in certain establishments after you hit a certain age... whatev.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I just want to go back to when photos like this were ok....if I did this today I'd just wind up on the cover of awkward family photos website....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I want to go back to a simpler time.... a slower pace... when I could wear my straw hat and bandana around my neck and not a peep would be made....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back to when bangs were really bangs....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I just want to take it back... way back.... to when velvet... was.... well.... just velvet....and frills were frills and everyone thought my frilly red velvet jumpsuit was the shiz!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Oh well... a girl can dream.... maybe one day I'll be able to roam freely as I did long ago, topless, with bangs, in red velvet frills..... </span></div>
Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-33319468063026654042013-01-28T14:57:00.000-08:002013-01-28T14:57:06.545-08:00Get OVER your-selfies! Selfie 101<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some people take the "i love me, some me" idea to the extreme!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Can I just say I am over the selfies! Can I just say nobody cares! Can I just say your outifts, hair, tongue, boobs, aviators in your car, and anything else you feel the need to show me three to four times a day is TOO MUCH! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Can I get an AMEN! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I decided to help all of you out, those who are doing it wrong... and show you where you may be getting confused.... and hopefully put an end to this ridiculous selfie era I am repeatedly being exposed to!</span></div>
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Please note: I took some candid shots of myself (i know ironic) so as not to embarrass any of my facebook friends who may be committing these heinous acts. and i just used some random google shots (again, don't want to embarrass anyone I really know)... </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So here is the thing... the whole point of a "selfie" is to show everyone yourself... clearly you are proud of the way you look, right? So why in the HE(double L) do you feel the need to find a bathroom (where you are alone), get in front of the mirror, catch your reflection, pose, and take a snap shot, then post "ready for the day don't I look cute"...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> If you thought you were so dang cute why didn't you find a human and say "hey i'm looking mighty fine today care to take my photo so I can show everybody".... oh that's right because THAT'S EMBARRASSING! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> If you are willing to endanger the safety of others while going down the road.... and or have others stare at you while posing at a redlight.....just to show us what you look like while going down the road... you should probably "check yo-selfie, before you wreck yo-selfie"....literally... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is what photos of the beach and a puppy look like:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is your puppy and YOURSELF! So stop posting pictures that say "little fee fee is sleepy"... </span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is a self photo of your legs... not the ocean! So stop saying "isn't the beach beautiful"... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm happy I could help all of you confused selfies out there... maybe from now on you'll grace us with some better photos of the things truly going on around you and not just, well... you.... </span></div>
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-43986439974410298082013-01-22T13:36:00.000-08:002013-01-22T13:36:16.484-08:00Take it Back Tuesday... <div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So I saw where <a href="http://sweetsouthernwife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Jenn</a> and <a href="http://blondewalkedintoablog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Julia</a> were doing this whole Take it Back Tuesday deal, and I thought hmmm... I want to play... So I had some big news to drop today, which made me think of some past memories,. which lead to...... well, clearly linking up for this!</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">So first things first the big News! We found out today that we are having a GIRL! </span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">Woo hoo!</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">All I can say is, "this better be the only time I see your junk on the internet honey!"</span></span></b><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b> So all of these emotions and thoughts of new baby, I was taken back to life before babies, before this super cute mom bod (this is a joke), before doughy bellies, and jiggly arms....</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Back When You could just jump in the car and scoot on down to panama city....and sport the Corona Pink Bathing suit!!! </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: magenta;">Back when you could dress like a princess when you turned 18, and wear a super cute pink halter dress... that I probably couldn't get one boob into now...</span></b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back when I rocked the camo mini skirt! </span></span></b><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Back when beach trips, going out to dinner, and making out was what we did for leisure... this still goes on :) </span></b></span><br />
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-42604288827053620292013-01-21T12:34:00.000-08:002013-01-21T12:34:23.558-08:00Sheee's Baaack! <div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #93c47d;">So I had planned to pick back up as a blogging ninja January 1 (as part of my new year's resolution)... but my friend Jenn comes in and tells me that she is doing a 21 day fast from facebook.... well since I had already been on facebook that morning I decided to go without reading anyone's blog or posting to my own... which was really hard because I included all those awesome pinterest blogs too! Ugh! SOOOO... I'm back and better than ever! And I have got some HUGE NEWS! </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Expected baby arrival is July 6, 2013... the hubster's Birthday. And as many of you know I currently have a nine month old... so these two tykes will be about 15 months apart.... </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: magenta;">To make things even crazier... my husband was in Canada when I found out... So, while in complete hysteria, I had to tell him over the phone..... his words were "I'm eating a sandwich and I think I might throw up".... </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: magenta;">After the crying and shock of it all... I realize I am totally 100% blessed! Many people try their whole lives to have children and never can.... And God has blessed me twice. So my prayer is that I can raise two children who love the Lord as he so Loves me. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: magenta;">We will find out tomorrow 1/22/2013 whether it's a boy or girl... and yes i'm finding out! I have to know! I don't want a bunch of brown/yellow/green crap! I either want blues, bugs, cars, and sports, or I want pinks, lace, bows, and barbies! So stay tuned! </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's Tuesday and yes, yes, I know I'm a little late with my "weekend update" that I'm so sure so many of you give a crap about.... but anyways.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was afraid I was going to have to cut someone on Saturday afternoon. Because... as many of you already know I got new appliances and sold all of my old one's using the freaking ever fabulous facebook as a sales tool.... Anyway, my stove is literally less than a year old, I've cooked on it maybe 20 times and it's $600 new, so I figured $300 was a very reasonable figure for a practically new, GE ceramic cooktop, that I was willing to deliver to you!... So some girl messages me and says, "what's the lowest you'll take"... I go through the same blah blah it's practically new, i'll deliver it to you, blah blah blah $300!!! So she says if you'll hold it til Saturday I'll meet you to get it. So I have my husband load this pain in the arse stove into his truck and haul it to meet this girl... and she says "i'll give you $250 man, this thing is dirty..." I TURN INTO THE HULK! I'm like WTF you must be joking me.....So I proceed to tell her that yes, it has been cooked on, yes it is used, and I held this freaking thing for her for two days, had two other offers on it, and I wasn't taking $250...Not to mention the fact that I scrubbed this thing with an F-ing razor blade to get any possible grime off it (this thing was NOT DIRTY, IT'S BARELY BEEN USED)... I was fully prepared to push it back into the bed of the truck and take it right back home I was so furious.... so she looks it over... and say's well I guess it's ok I'll just take it home and make it shine.... UGH! This coming from a girl with a piercing between her boobs, like she is so much cleaner than me.... Enjoy your stove and I'll enjoy your money. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then The hubs, baby, and I decided to take a VERY last minute trip to Tennessee to do some Christmas shopping on Saturday. Can I just say... I will never ever return to Pigeon Forge Tanger Outlet's this close to Christmas ever again! You would think American Eagle was selling water from a real fountain of youth, the people, the crowds, the mixed up jeans, the HORROR! Not to mention the fact that Adam and I got into a HUGE argument in the middle of the store over the use of the freaking coupons... literally anxiety attack central.... Then we had a delightful dinner at the mellow mushroom (first time eating there) and it was a fantastic pizza experience (changed my whole mood, it really did).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And we did get the chance to look at some beautiful lights! so here is our Christmas light show for the year... hope you enjoy! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's been about a year since we moved into our new home! And we have been doing a lot of work as we go along. This home was such a blessing to us! A HUGE Blessing! For Christmas Adam got me new appliances... can you say husband of the year.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yes those counter tops are Christmas tree green, the back splash is apples! The cabinets and floors are gorgeous; but needless to say the countertops and apples had to go, and those light fixtures..... oh my. There was nothing in the world wrong with the appliances, they came with the house, again HUGE blessing! But over time I grew to HATE my refrigerator! Side-by-side stinks! I couldn't fit anything in there! So my sweet hubby got tired of hearing me complain and he talked me into new stuff... I'm a tight wad so it took eight months worth of pondering and looking before we decided to take the new appliance plunge. But yesterday they arrived! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Beautiful stainless FINGER-PRINT-LESS steel! AHHHH! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then came putting them in their respective places; which, if you have ever been around my husband and I while doing a project you know it ALWAYS ends in an argument.... So, after a few huffs, puffs, and eye rolls.... we got everything in! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />I don't know why these freaking pictures keep refusing to rotate even after I save them but anyways... turn your head to the side and see the changes! New rock back splash was completed about last spring, the new counter tops were completed a few months after moving in as were the lights... and now the AMAZING appliances have completed this beautiful kitchen. I have to give a shout out to my girl Jenn over at <a href="http://sweetsouthernwife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Sweet Life of a Southern Wife</a> because her awesome husband L.T hooked us up through his appliance store, Macon Appliance! So if you need anything go see L.T he's the best! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Getting into the Christmas spirit was my main priority this weekend and boy was this mission accomplished! We had an absolutely fantastic weekend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For those of you who don't know we live in a very small (yet AMAZING) town. Our stores consist of Wal-mart (which I now call the seventh circle of hell, because we just upgraded to wal-mart market, which sucks! and there is this horrible round-about traffic pattern to get there, and I just hate it)... Big Lots... and Kmart. So, after going to all three stores (on a crazy mission for "my first christmas" ornaments) our mission for finding these "golden bricks" was complete! Literally nobody stocks "my first Christmas" ornaments anymore, well, except Kmart. So, we did some awesome decorating. Which, I am super thrilled about our tree this year because this is the first year I've had a tree three feet taller than me! eeeek! So here are a few pictures of our decorating fun! And we also went to the Casino for dinner last night at the Chef's Stage which was AMAZING! So the picture of me and Cray in front of the giant wreath (this is not in my home) was outside the restaurant. Oh, and some of my pictures didn't save when I rotated them so just turn your head to the side and pretend they are upright! Merry Christmas! </span><br />
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-6838905549432120802012-11-20T14:46:00.005-08:002012-11-20T14:46:43.636-08:00Tales from a Tuesday...<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I didn't do a weekend up date so here's how it went:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Date night with my sister</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Birthday Party</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Baby Shower</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Church</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Birthday Party </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sunday Dinner at my mom's</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">.CRAZY. BUSY. TOO SHORT. WEEKEND.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Although, I did get an AMAZING necklace from the jewelry party which I'm hoping to share with all of you in 7-10 days (shipping blah!). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">On a not so crazy TRYPTOPHAN come note. We had our annual dealership luncheon today. And I made two DELICIOUS contributions to the menu; which I am going to share with all of you. Please note I took these pictures after they had both been almost completely eaten. Just to prove that my food is edible and most of the time pretty good..... I mean most people put pictures of food before anyone has touched it which I find questionable because one of two things comes to mind: 1. how do you know it's good if you haven't broke into it yet and 2. how do you even know whether or not anyone truly ate that dish??? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So... without further adieu.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">About 10 Jalapeno Peppers slicked in half and take the seeds out</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And This is what was left of my chocolate trifle, or black stuff as I used to call it as a kid! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">1 Standard chocolate cake mix</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then Layer in a punch bowl repeatedly cake, pudding, whip cream until all of your contents fill the bowl. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sprinkle chocolate chips on the top and call it a day! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">SO EASY EVEN I CAN DO IT! </span></div>
Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-24505996358167932052012-11-15T09:37:00.001-08:002012-11-15T09:37:22.920-08:00Today I remember.... <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I just had to do this tribute today to a very special person.... many of you following me won't know this man, which is a shame, because he was one of the best souls you would ever meet. When I knew him, I never knew him as my father in law, or my son's papaw, I just knew him as my boyfriend's dad....So, as you can tell from my previous statement time has passed since I met this man and many things have changed since he has been gone. His son has become my husband, we have moved into a beautiful home together, we have had a child... and while all of these things are wonderful milestones in someone's life; these are all a little bittersweet because we are unable to share them with a man we loved so dearly.... About 8 years ago Ray was diagnosed with cancer. He fought a long
hard battle and on November 15, 2009, Ray went to meet our Father, and became the most magnificent angel, forever free from all pain. So I wanted to share with all of you what made this man so special to me and what makes him so dear to each of us, even today when all we have left are the memories, and the comfort that he is with our Father in heaven. Please enjoy this little glimpse of him.... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is Ray Tallent.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> This is his beautiful family:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfkvdlBz62k" target="_blank">Chantilly Lace </a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3FSRW2qFjM" target="_blank">Lemon Tree</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He used to have the FUNNIEST jokes and was always telling one! He always had candy for kids at church. He would get on eating kicks and eat the same thing for days. He was an avid gun and knife trader. He would always go to the flea market to sell axes, guns, knives and anything else... He was part of the Good Ole Boys... He loved to go have breakfast; any time we would go on vacation we had to have breakfast... He loved to watch sports with Adam... It's funny now that I look back there was probably a few times he's the only one that truly believed in Adam and I...He had this way of making you feel like you had your own special bond with him (even if you really weren't that close).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was always sweet to me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was always sweet to everybody.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I know this will be a lot of photos but this is a tribute right....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Always in our hearts forever. </span></div>
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-2737854037242070642012-11-15T08:16:00.002-08:002012-11-15T08:16:26.092-08:00Quarantined<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Seriously, someone should have came to my house dressed like this:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It all started Wednesday when my sister got the stomach bug.... then I had it by late Wednesday night. My son, Cray, had it by Thursday afternoon, my husband had it by Thursday night and on into Friday.... by Friday evening my grandmother, uncle Randy, and uncle Scott all had this UNRULY virus, and Saturday my mom got it! Literally fastest and most contagious thing I think I've ever seen....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Followed by Sunday, my son who is only seven months old got a fever of about 102.8 and ran that until Tuesday! They couldn't figure out what was wrong with the little guy. And for all you moms out there who have ever had to endure holding your sweet baby down while two nurses try to draw blood from both arms, and then do a heel prick, well.... you know what I went though Monday. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But this little guy (in the midst of his sickness)....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He had so many people praying for him. That after three days of running a super high fever, clinging to mommy, and being miserable; he is finally better and back to his old self....So thanks to everyone who called, text, or said a little prayer for my main man... and may all of your children/families have a healthy holiday season :) </span><br /> </div>
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Tiffani and everything her...Tales of a dealership mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06323055205066630373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7843472846314032037.post-63353537661266614532012-11-06T14:51:00.002-08:002012-11-06T14:51:31.784-08:00The Tuesday Blurb<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sorry that I have been MIA so far this week! I haven't done a weekend recap, let anyone know who I'm voting for, or said anything at all! So I'm going to try and do a quick rundown!</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;">WEEKEND:</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;">My weekend was totally awesome! My husband who had been gone to Canada hunting for 10 days finally came in late Saturday night. Full grown hunter's beard! My son gave him this total "Who the heck are you" look and then burst into laughter when he realized it was daddy; basically flinging himself out of my arms and into his... it was at this moment I realized what an incredibly blessed wife/mother I am. So, needless to say we spent the entire Sunday being lazy and enjoying each others company.... </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Regardless of the facts that I have clearly been bombarded and had my newsfeed blown up with political views (it is astonishing how many people think they will change your views via facebook). I've watched the debates. I've seen the commercials. I just cannot for the life of me go to the poles and Vote with a clear conscious. I've been praying about this election, praying for our country, praying for the candidates, and more than anything praying for the voters to look at the issues that matter, make a Godly decision, and not just base our votes off of party affiliation but off of what is really right. I heard someone tell me that they felt Romney was the way to go but because they were Democrat thru and thru they'd be voting for Obama... Do what? make an educated choice....make a Godly choice... </span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">MY WEEK SO FAR...</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">This week has been a crazy and overwhelming one... it actually all started last Thursday. I'm not going to elaborate right now but I will say, at exactly the right moment a window will open, a breeze of fresh air will blow through, and God will show you a light and some encouragement..... at just the right time on Monday morning I received a card with this message:</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">Front: "I don't have to figure out why or how or when. God has a plan, and I'm committed to it. That commitment frees me from having to worry about the details. -Barbara Johnson" </span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">Inside: "Praying God reminds you of His loving care in every part of your life today. You're so special to him"</span></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta;">And a Note: Titus tells the older women to "encourage" younger women to love their husbands, and children. Today I want to encourage you! Through all the rough days ahead, I will be lifting you, Adam & Cray up to the Throne of Grace. As part of my "encouragement" here's a gift for you to take the 3 of you out to dinner! - Patti</span></span></b><br />
<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">P.s Give all your worries to him, because he cares about you. 1Peter 5:7 NCV</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />So my weekly advice, surround yourself with Godly women and friends; they seem to be so in tune when you need them, and God will always provide the words when you need to be lifted up. </span></b></span><br />
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