Well, sort of 🙂 Still in Southern California, but I’m not at home. I’m actually taking the next couple of days off, from all my work, including the radio show. My radio techies may use “Best of Tammy” which they will be playing today and Saturday. There’s a slight chance they may use someone to fill-in. They know who we like, so I left it up to them.
In the meatime, my day will consist of getting a massage and, get this, playing croquet! I know, sounds like a funky blast.
I will be blogging, but at odd intervals. Just because I’m on vacation doesn’t mean the world comes to a stop or the bad guys stop causing trouble. Actually, when I think of it, I always blog at odd intervals, so nothing much will change 🙂
Hope you’re enjoying the lead-up to Christmas and Hanukkah. We now have 36 listeners to Tammy Radio and it looks like we have about 45 Tammy Blog readers. I need all of you, so if this was Hill Street Blues, I would say to you, be careful out there!
UPDATE:
Yeah, okay, re those Radio and Blog numbers you could add a few zeros 😉
And the hotel I’m in, let me just put it this way, I’m impressed, which is not an easy thing to accomplish in a day when “service” is going rapidly out of style.
The hotel has a “give blood” set up for the local blood bank, so I just gave. And as I was giving my interview (boy, the questions they ask!) a guy giving passed out. Apparently it affected my pulse. First, they couldn’t get my temperature with the little tongue-thingy they use, and then she looked at me funny when she took my pulse (a rather speedy 98). She said,
“Uh, are you nervous?”
“Well, yes,” I said, “the guy passing out sorta got me all worked up, or since I have no temperature, maybe I’m nervous because I’m dead?”
“No, I don’t think that’s it,” adding a little nervous laughter.
My hemoglobin is 14.2. More than you ever needed to know. One of my friends has O blood with a negative of a certain virus making her blood “baby blood,”–what they need for the little ones in trouble. So, it was good thing to do.
No working out for me they say, but croquet is still on the list. The massage I’m getting is from TWO people. I will say no more than that.
Tammy, are you ever going to set up a stream?
Not sure if you’ve counted me as one of the ‘elite 45’ or not… I don’t comment as much as I’d like, but you’re in my BlogLines (which counts 3 other users who read you).
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy New Year (that should cover it)
C:
Enjoy your vacation, Tammy!
Since I live near a city of ~60,000 with a high murder rate, “be careful out there” is a way of life for the wise. To that I would add, “Get a Concealed Carry Permit!” Merry Christmas!
Stumbled across your web blog and just wanted to say I enjoy reading your site.
Merry Christmas to you and yours!!
Merry Christmas Tammy!
**In the meatime, my day will consist of getting a massage and, get this, playing croquet! I know, sounds like a funky blast.**
I LOVE chicken croquets!! hehehe!!
Have a Merry Christmas, Goddess of the Blogosphere!!! My life has improved 1000% ever since I began visiting your site! Am I shameless in my flirting and butt-kissing? Yea…so!!??
Actually, I’m just giddy from the fact that I am leaving my place of employment, in less than 45 minutes, for an early Happy Hour and long weekend!! Yaaayyyy!!
Enjoy a happy & safe Christmas, Tammy (and also to all those who may read this!!)
Only 45 readers? I don’t buy it.This blog is way to slick to be supported by 45 readers.
I am not sure if you will run this whole post, so if not, Merry Christmas and Happy Hannukah to all of you. Thanks for your inspiration througout the year Tammy!
HOPE
Unto us this day a savior is born
Hope
‘Hey, it’s been eight days, and those lamps are still lit’
Hope
‘Go to sleep, or he won’t come’
Hope
In the hearts of us all
In the smile of a friend
In the dreams of the young
In the eyes of the old
Hope
It’s all we have
When it gets dark
When the tunnel is long
And the light so
Very far
Hope
For something better
For what we have
For more to be showered
On those that have less
Hope
It’s what we live for
It’s what drives us
To hold out our hands to that unknown
Who slips on the winter ice
Hope
Allows us to let go
When the time has come
For a loved one to cross
Hope
It is a future
Based on a birth
So long ago
Tammy, I am probably not counted among your readers, but I a always do. I’ve just never commented. Keep up the good work!
Wish I were a masseuse so I could get my hands on you, in a strictly professional way, of course! 😉
Merry Christmas to all!
I dunno. Seems to me it won’t be the listeners who’re getting “Best of Tammy”. Seems to me it’ll be the masseuse who’s getting “Best of Tammy”. 🙂
I’m about to watch the Seinfeld episode where Elaine does that spasdic dance at an office party! What a riot!
Tammy….enjoy your time off…it is well deserved. Just received your latest book as an early Christmas gift – my family knows I am such a fan. Your first two books have made the rounds of many friends, as will this latest book. But for the time being, this new book is mine, and I plan to tuck myself away in a quite corner….and get down to business.
Only 45 readers?? I find that hard to believe. Have been a reader from the beginning, but never commented until now…..count me in as a “new” voice.
Merry Christmas!
I have a massage gift certificate under the tree (hope that rings politically correct) and can hardly wait! Croquet on the lawn …. sounds so — so — so — festively quaint …. a close second to pitching horseshoes on the 4th of July!
Oh well — Merry Christmas and happy holidays to everyone!
I LOVE chicken croquets!! hehehe!!
“That’s a joke, son, chicken croquette! You’re supposed to laugh!”
–Foghorn Leghorn
Tammy,
!Have A Very Merry Christmas!
You have more than 45 people reading this blog. they just don’t comment.
**I LOVE chicken croquets!! hehehe!!
“That’s a joke, son, chicken croquette! You’re supposed to laugh!”
–Foghorn Leghorn**
😉