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This is one of the greatest places to go to see some Beautiful lights, the have all the building lit up and all the trees from the base to the tip of every branch, you can drive through or get out and walk through to see all the lights and visit the live manager. My two year old grandson just loved every part of it, BUT his favorite part was the "FUN HOUSE" as he called it! He decided that he needed to get out of the car and run through it while holding hands with his parents and asked them "Could you PLEASE lift me so I reach the star", it brought tears to my eyes while watching him enjoy the beauty of this Beautiful place. I know in my mind he didn't know what it all stood for but in his little mind these lights made his night and his world a much brighter place. I didn't know if the night could get any better than to see the true amazement on his face hut as we were driving out he turned to his Mom and said "Thank you very much Mommy for bringing me", to me their is nothing any more precious that a two year old who greatly appreciated every minute of the night. He is just PURE LOVE. (Thank you Connor for making this a memory that will never be forgotten).<br />
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Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-16988909574890011012013-12-15T10:04:00.002-08:002013-12-15T10:10:52.402-08:00WOW!! Not a Good WOW either!I can not believe that it has been so long since last the post. As you can all see my Blog is far from an exciting blog or even a daily blog, when I started it I thought this will be so much fun and give me something to do while sitting around BUT as you can see I failed drastically! It is not that I don't have the time as others struggle in that area because they have a very busy life. There was a day in the past that my life was the same, but not anymore, (insert sad face). I have nerve damage which causes me to live daily in pain and never know from day to day where that pain is going to be the worse. I thought that blogging may take my mind off it for a few hours but then I came to the conclusion that just sitting around and not being able to do a lot doesn't make for a very exciting blog. I have thought of just blogging about the ups and downs of daily life but that sometimes can be a little depressing to talk about and WHO needs that, I am sure you deal with that enough in your day to day life without wanting to read what I have to say. I have mainly use my blog name and site to follow others GREAT blogs, I love to give comments to others because when I started that is what I thought I would like the best about it, reading the comments. I am going to try to be more consistent with the blogging , we will see how good I am at it. I truly love to read and follow blogs, there have been days where I wish that the people I read daily could post more than once a day and not make their post as short that day? I know, as I said I have more time than most do! I do not do New Year's Resolutions however this year one thing I am going to try to do is make my blog a place where others would be willing to stop back from time to time and be excited that they took time from their busy life to do so. Thanks to all who have stopped and may decide to stop again. Wishing each and everyone a Healthy and Happy Holiday this year 🌲🌲🌲<br />
<br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-85375734028994952472013-06-14T05:14:00.002-07:002013-06-14T05:14:53.482-07:00How FAST our babies GROW...<span style="color: #45818e;"><i>I have to admit that I see this on another blog and decided that I needed to post it also, I have a very hard time with the concept of accepting that my three children are <u>NOT </u>my children. I now in my heart that they just came through me and when my husband cut the cord on each one that meant that they no longer were going to need me soley to survive. I knew that each and everyone would grow and become an amazing person that they have.</i></span><br />
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It is hard to believe that we have to worry about running a marathon or being in a crowd for fear that we are unsafe. There were many from our hometown that were there running or watching and luckily they are all safe. I can only say that I pray for all and hope that justice is served. Send prayers for all and make a stand to stay strong and do not let this kind of tragedy stop what we all love to do and that is live life as we please.Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-87726218605902642802013-03-22T12:40:00.001-07:002013-03-22T12:40:19.495-07:00Love to Link UpI love when others set up a Link Up page on their blogs, it makes it so much easier for each of us to find exciting stuff on the web without spending hours having to research it ourselves. I did my first link up over at <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/">http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/</a> today. Thank you Kelly for setting it up.<br />
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These are just a very few things that I have on my pinterest boards that I would like to try to make. I am certainly what you would call "addicted to Pinterest". I could sit, well I do sit for hours at a time and look through others boards. My husband will sometimes ask me, "when and if I will ever have time to attempt to do all that I have pinned". The answer is" NO", I will never have time to do it all or even attempt it all, but I pin things for my daughters whom both have children and 1 has her own child care business and the other is a preschool teacher. I feel like I am helping them out by pinning what they may use or think is cute. That makes me feel like I am not wasting my time doing it for nothing, but the truth is I probably would do it no matter what. There may be a day that I do need or want to make something and I will know right where to go to find it. HA.I believe that was the whole concept behind it. I am excited to check out some of the links that blogger's have put on Kelly's blog.<br />
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I also believe that every family has a choice as to whether to put their child in a pageant. I truly do not believe in exposing a young child to that. I believe that if it was all natural beauty that they were to judge these children on I would not have such a problem with it. They have to wear flippers, wigs, make up and get spray tans to be able to compete. This is when I believe that it is more than a little girl should be exposed to. Then you see them all pumping them with pure sugar or soda. My beliefs are that when children are small maybe they should be treated their age not try to make them look like an adult.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udHxeCqc-S4/UQXh7k0qb0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZckSNUFVl94/s1600/honey-boo-boo-films-08272012-22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udHxeCqc-S4/UQXh7k0qb0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/ZckSNUFVl94/s400/honey-boo-boo-films-08272012-22.jpg" width="400" /></a>I have no idea what is true and what is made up but I read a story that Mama June has put every cent that they have made in the bank for the girls future, whether they choose to further their education or not they have to wait to spend their money. If this is true I have to give her credit for thinking that far ahead. Mama June said that Sugar Bear works very hard to support their family and that they are not going to have this show change that. It will be interesting to see where this family ends up with them being celebrities.</div>
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Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-88389938994003209492013-01-25T11:13:00.002-08:002013-01-25T11:21:44.449-08:00Good Ol' Friday<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Friday,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I always look forward to your return, knowing that I get to spend two days with my husband.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Andrea,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I want to Thank you for calling me daily to break up my boredom.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Connor,</span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJEdXMiUcmTI07jnXhgnWt2qZ88cp17wGxhn9RrAhIT-fGuxww2avmaPAcpitfEG1Dh1OjGtTv_N46XruM2aoztQiTKLmaaxgXCCTc4Qga9NGMGq1RMXnJLgglv9uNjD-V4dF0s5PlVNP/s1600/315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJEdXMiUcmTI07jnXhgnWt2qZ88cp17wGxhn9RrAhIT-fGuxww2avmaPAcpitfEG1Dh1OjGtTv_N46XruM2aoztQiTKLmaaxgXCCTc4Qga9NGMGq1RMXnJLgglv9uNjD-V4dF0s5PlVNP/s320/315.JPG" width="212" /></a><span style="font-size: large;">Thank you so much for dragging me around on the phone with you and even setting me on the TV stand so I can LISTEN to Thomas the train even if I am not able to see him with you. P.S. Also for kissing the phone when you are done talking with me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Cold Weather,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">It is time for you to go somewhere else now where somebody will enjoy you way more than I do.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Hardwood Floors,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Thanks for shining so well after you are clean, my back doesn't feel as well as you look. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Blog,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Thank you for allowing me to say things to you and know that I will not hear anything in return. </span><br />
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I was so excited last week when the weather got quite warm for this time of the year. January in Vermont is not really when you expect it to get warm enough to have a thaw. I have lived in the same state all my life and I can truthfully say," I never look forward to snow or cold weather anymore". In January when it gets up to 30 degrees everyone you talk to says "Oh, my it is beautiful out"! I hate to burst their bubble but I call "nice" 70 or even 80 degrees not 30 degrees.<br />
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I know everyone always says "you are living in the wrong state to feel that way". I don't mind having enough snow to cover up the drab scenery that our fall has left behind. If I could predict the snowstorms that we get it would be just an inch of fluffy snow, just enough to cover the ground and the trees. I am happy with enough snow to wear my low cut muck boots from fall through winter and even the early part of spring. I will then gladly put them away for my sandals. </div>
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It is pretty to look out in the morning and see this much snow atop of your lamp post as long as you don't have to go out and shovel before heading off to work. The problem is most people don't have that luxury. I have always heard tell that right after a January thaw you can expect to get a cold snap, this held true for this week. Our temperature's have been "HORRIBLE this week. The temperature has not been above 10 degrees at my home since Monday and it hates to get that high. We hit -14.9 degrees on the 23 and for that I believe I have a right to complain. <br />
I believe that we are hopefully on our way out of this cold snap, but as the weatherman so graciously reported we have a snowstorm to look forward to within the next few days. I really hate to let anyone hear me say this BUT "the snowstorm is beginning to sound pretty inviting compared to the weather that we have just endured.<br />
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Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-62636233280670654152013-01-04T18:40:00.003-08:002013-01-04T18:40:43.797-08:00Beautiful Lights at The Justin Morill Estate<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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This is a Beautiful place for anyone who loves Christmas lights. It is open year round but when you enter this estate after dark, with fresh snow and it is all lit up, it is enough to take your breath away!<br />
We had a nice night out with my youngest grandson, daughter and sister in law. This place would have been even more eventful if we could have gotten out of the car and walked thru some of the sites but it was way to cold with a baby. We drove thru and ended the evening with dinner out a pizza house. I just love Christmas lights but these lights were done very well with every tree branch lit with lights. The bridge that you drive thru was just made out of lights. These pictures are nice but they really do not capture the beauty that you see as you drive thru-out the estate. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKzKnzNSqofwSZnQyYAyywGNK3qr9WqjwPJMZBKvffZ8tis2NAJVSsH61wfJcf9_GGVe1uhmoefRVfLbue0L-2d1yIE4T26b3JBA14X6Ki6-z74CxvrkRf4WXIBCZPTPGslAXGEf2XTgPr/s1600/398594_10200147582714923_1850470912_n.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKzKnzNSqofwSZnQyYAyywGNK3qr9WqjwPJMZBKvffZ8tis2NAJVSsH61wfJcf9_GGVe1uhmoefRVfLbue0L-2d1yIE4T26b3JBA14X6Ki6-z74CxvrkRf4WXIBCZPTPGslAXGEf2XTgPr/s640/398594_10200147582714923_1850470912_n.jpg" width="640" /></a> </div>
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Please help make these little children that have suffered so much find a little peace by knowing that their are so many of us out here that want to show our love and support. Every little child loves to get mail and loves a new friend, so what better way than making a bracelet and sending them all one. They may not know where the state is that they all come from but I am sure that an adult will show them so they are aware that we are all thinking of them. Thank you for your support and keep praying for Newtown and all who are suffering.Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-66084307297508974052012-12-18T10:18:00.000-08:002012-12-18T10:18:32.423-08:00Day of SilenceOn Tuesday, December 18th, there will be a blogger day of silence. We will post the button and that's it. Please try to not post anything else that day if possible.<br />
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We are also raising money that will go to an organization in the memory of this tragedy. The organization is called <a href="http://www.newtownyouthandfamilyservices.org/" style="color: #fc658f;" target="_blank">The Newtown Family Youth and Family Services</a>. Here is the official description of the support service we are donating to:<br />
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We can't imagine how they must be feeling, especially this close to the holidays. We would love for you to spread the word on your own blog, Facebook, Twitter, etc. Let's make a difference and use blogging in a positive way. Thank you in advance for participating.<br />
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On Tuesday, December 18th, there will be a blogger day of silence. We will post the button and that's it. Please try to not post anything else that day if possible.<br />
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We are also raising money that will go to an organization in the memory of this tragedy. The organization is called <a href="http://www.newtownyouthandfamilyservices.org/" style="color: #fc658f;" target="_blank">The Newtown Family Youth and Family Services</a>. Here is the official description of the support service we are donating to:<br />
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<i>"Newtown Youth and Family Services, Inc. is a licensed, non-profit, mental health clinic and youth services bureau dedicated to helping children and families achieve their highest potential. NYFS provides programs, services, activities, counseling, support groups and education throughout the Greater Newtown area.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>ANY DONATIONS MADE TO NEWTOWN YOUTH AND FAMILY SERVICES WILL BE DONATED DIRECTLY TO THOSE EFFECTED BY THE SANDY HOOK ELEMENTARY SCHOOL SHOOTING."</i><br />
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We can't imagine how they must be feeling, especially this close to the holidays. We would love for you to spread the word on your own blog, Facebook, Twitter, etc. Let's make a difference and use blogging in a positive way. Thank you in advance for participating.<br />
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The Blog WorldOn Tuesday, December 18th, there will be a blogger day of silence. We will post the button and that's it. Please try to not post anything else that day if possible.<br />
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We are also raising money that will go to an organization in the memory of this tragedy. The organization is called <a href="http://www.newtownyouthandfamilyservices.org/" style="color: #fc658f;" target="_blank">The Newtown Family Youth and Family Services</a>. Here is the official description of the support service we are donating to:<br />
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<i>"Newtown Youth and Family Services, Inc. is a licensed, non-profit, mental health clinic and youth services bureau dedicated to helping children and families achieve their highest potential. NYFS provides programs, services, activities, counseling, support groups and education throughout the Greater Newtown area.</i><br />
<i><br /></i><i>ANY DONATIONS MADE TO NEWTOWN YOUTH AND FAMILY SERVICES WILL BE DONATED DIRECTLY TO THOSE EFFECTED BY THE SANDY HOOK ELEMENTARY SCHOOL SHOOTING."</i><br />
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<b>Please visit <a href="http://www.newtownyouthandfamilyservices.org/donate.php"><span style="color: #605854;">THIS PAGE</span></a> to make your donation.</b></div>
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We can't imagine how they must be feeling, especially this close to the holidays. We would love for you to spread the word on your own blog, Facebook, Twitter, etc. Let's make a difference and use blogging in a positive way. Thank you in advance for participating.<br />
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Love,<br />
The Blog World<br />
<br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-56495780452546904862012-12-17T10:06:00.001-08:002012-12-17T10:25:00.706-08:00I will be joining in the blog of silence tomorrow, for the Newtown Conn. tragedy. I will only post a button on my blog and hope you all will do the same. <br />
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When I woke up this morning, I felt what seemed like every part of my body had
an ache in it. I had a quick thought come to mind that either I should not get
out of bed or I need to take some medicine and tough it out. It wasn't long
before I had made my decision to get out of bed and make a move, hopefully my
aches wouldn't feel quite SO bad after stretching out. Well, I can say they
didn't subside but they were tolerable. <br />
I turned on the television to a
horrifying sight today, it made me realize that my aches and pains were not so
bad that I couldn't deal with them.<br />
I watched in horror of the shooting that
had taken place in Connecticut.<br />
I just can not even imagine what the town and
all whom are affected by these grizzly murders that this person decided when he
woke up today to cause for so many innocent people, he ruined the lives of so
many.<br />
My thoughts and prayers go out to all. I can only hope that this will
never happen again and that we all can stand together and figure a way to stop this from happening in our children's schools. I am truley Blessed to have my family by my side tonight. Please take time to give your family a hug and let them know how much you love them.Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-82555279156573033712012-12-06T08:00:00.000-08:002012-12-07T05:38:33.285-08:00Santa Claus is coming to Town !!<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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I am always so excited to see all the pictures that parents post with their children and Santa. I often wonder if the parent realizes how much they are stressing their child out for the pleasure of the parent.</div>
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I am no different than any other parent, I always made sure every year that my 3 kids went somewhere to see Santa. We always took them for a car ride to see the Christmas lights at houses throughout the town. I think about it now and wonder just how much my children really enjoyed it.</div>
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If you have any pictures of your children with Santa, enjoying it or even freaking out that you would like to share feel free to share, I would love to see and share them .</div>
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I often wonder if people just take for granted just how beautiful this country we live in really is! I remember as a child going for a long ride on a Sunday afternoons, having one of my parents say to us "Look at that tree or look out in that field, house, animal or even a sunset", whatever it was at the time that they thought we were missing out on didn't really interest us. We would always respond with a "yeah, we see it and go right back to doing what we had been doing, no matter what it was reading,arguing,playing I spy, but I can tell you it wasn't looking at all the things that they were trying to tell us were so beautiful and they didn't want us to miss out on seeing it.<br />
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I could not help but smile every time I tried to do the same thing to my own children. We were always taking them for great long rides on a Sunday, reliving the same thing I went through as a child . (I remember liking it so well that I never wanted them to miss out) I have to say they did the same as I did as a child, they just pacified me with a "yeah" and went back to doing the same thing they had been doing the whole ride, not looking around. I can not tell you how many times their dad told them," they could read anytime they were home, they may not be able to see the same sights again", however you guessed it they did not care.<br />
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I ride around now and look at the sights and can not get enough of what is around me and how beautiful everything is. As the old saying goes "You live and learn".<br />
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Is there anything any more beautiful than an amazing sunset on a mid November afternoon?Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-56324410853631314352012-11-19T18:57:00.001-08:002012-12-04T07:28:27.095-08:00There once was a Lil Monkey!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Grant is such a cute little monkey</div>
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It is so hard to believe that this little monkey could grow so fast. It seems like he was just a baby and then all of the sudden the little monkey that was, has just turned Three... Where does the time go...Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-1607770556238544772012-11-19T18:35:00.003-08:002012-12-04T07:27:38.205-08:00Haley performing one of her many talents..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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She went with her family and watched some people do some amazing stunts with a hoola hoop, she was asked to come up in front of the crowd to try out some tricks with the hoola hoop. That is when it all began. She went home, the practicing began, a short time later and this is what she had mastered. ENJOY!!!</div>
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<br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-79425969836077535982012-11-11T12:54:00.002-08:002012-11-13T04:15:00.041-08:00The Big 50I have seen other blogs where they take their age and try to come up with <br />
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Wow 50 things about myself Yikes!!<br />
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1- a daughter<br />
2- a wife<br />
3- a mother<br />
4- a grandmother<br />
5- a Gemini<br />
6- love mocha frappes<br />
7- addicted to the computer<br />
8- love summer<br />
9- dislike drama<br />
10- love to take pictures<br />
11- I am one of 4 girls in my family<br />
12- I am the youngest daughter<br />
13- mom to 2 amazing daughters<br />
14- mom to a handsome son<br />
15- love pinterest<br />
16- dislike cold weather<br />
17- naps<br />
18- likes a debate<br />
19- a blogger<br />
20- like to do flower gardens<br />
21- let's Christmas stress me out<br />
22- tries to dress in style<br />
23- long drives with my husband<br />
24- enjoys making dinner for my husband after he returns from work<br />
25- always learning something new<br />
26- listening to the birds sing<br />
27- reality shows<br />
28- dislikes politics<br />
29- dislikes fake people<br />
30- a mama to 5<br />
31- believe in standing up for whats right<br />
32- be kind to others<br />
33- always love to sing (watch out everyone that doesn't have hearing protection)<br />
34- dislikes paying bills<br />
35- looks forward to foliage<br />
36- dosn't like to be center of attention<br />
37- shy<br />
38- loves fries and gravy<br />
39- brown hair (well some )<br />
40- likes a quiet home<br />
41- skyping with my family<br />
42- loves the sun<br />
43-loves the ocean<br />
44- 5'2"<br />
45- love country music<br />
46- soft hearted<br />
47- cry easily<br />
48- proud of my parents<br />
49- always strived to be the best mother<br />
50- proud to be an AmericanTammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-85387496439823074592012-11-11T12:37:00.002-08:002012-11-21T10:16:38.362-08:00I am so THANKFULI am most THANKFUL <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>1-</strong> <em>is my</em> <em>family. </em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am so THANKFUL for my parents. They are the ones who have made me the person I am today. I also have an amazing husband who stood by my side through many rough days when I have been ill. He has taken care of me. I am thankful he chose me to be his wife, soul mate and the mother to his three children. We have the three most amazing, beautiful children, they mean the world to me. I am so THANKFUL my children making me a grandmother. I have three granddaughters and two grandsons. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>2- </strong><em>our health.</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">My health has not been perfect in the last few years, but I have to be THANKFUL for how far I have come compared to a few years ago. I have neuropathy-nerve damage. I have to say it has been a struggle for the last several years but when you have a condition it really puts into perspective what you have or did have in life and what you want out of life. I believe that every person takes life for granted at one time or another, sometimes it takes something bad to make you realize what you had. I try to live every day to the fullest and if I overdo it I know I will pay, sometimes it is worth pushing myself to make that day full. I do realize that my health could be alot worse than it is though.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>3- </strong><em>our home.</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Our home was my husbands home that he was born in which makes it special, but even more than that it was built with hands of love and hard work by his parents. He was a very lucky child who never moved from home to home or <em>town</em> to town and better than that not even to a different state. I can not speak for all but I have a feeling there are not a lot of people who can say that. I moved in, raised my family here and am so THANKFUL that it has been our home every since. We have done many upgrades and changes to make it our own but that will never take away the love that made our house our HOME.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>4- </strong><em>freedom of choice</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am so THANKFUL to live in this country where we have the freedom for so many things, to vote for our presidents, the right to bears arms, the right to freedom of speech and the list goes on. I hope these rights never get taken away from us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>5- </strong><em>medicine</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am so THANKFUL that there is medicine that makes it possible for me to be able to get out of bed daily and enjoy my life, at one time I never thought I would ever be able to do again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>6- </strong><em>skype</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am so THANKFUL that there is such a thing as skype. It makes it possible to live 5-10 minutes or even an hour away an hour away from my children & grandchildren and still be able to see their face, not just hear their voices on a phone. Amazing Technology...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>7-</strong><em>mocha frappe</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I love the frappe mocha's that McDonald's serve. There are days when we drive by that I am so THANKFUL that they still serve them even in the winter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>8- </strong><em>wood fires</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am Thankful for wood stoves, there is nothing that compares to wood heat on cold days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>9- </strong><em>my sister in-law</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am very THANKFUL for my sister in-law Lynn. I know if I ever need someone she is always there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>10-</strong><em> Internet</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am THANKFUL for the internet. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>11-</strong><em>veterans</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am so THANKFUL for the veterans that have served our country. Thank you to all that have fought for, continue to fight for and that have given your life to make this country free.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>12-</strong><em>warm days in November</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am THANKFUL for these nice warm days that we get in the middle of November. We had a very rainy and cold October so the couple days that we have to enjoy before a long winter is wonderful.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>13- </strong><em>my mother </em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am THANKFUL for my mother, she is a strong woman whom has made me the mother that I am today. Thank you Mom.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>14- </strong><em>no snow</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am so THANKFUL for no snow, I know I live in New England where you get snow, so it is not something that you really should be thankful not to have but my body does not like it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>15- </strong><em>my home</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am very THANKFUL for my home that was built by by in-laws and I have raised my 3 children .</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>16-</strong><em><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">my senses</span></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am very THANKFUL to have all my senses. I love the smell of candles burning and food cooking and most of all a newborn babie. I could not imagine not being able to see this beautiful country we live in and most of all my loved ones. I love to hears the voice of my husband,children,grandchildren and mom say they love me. There isn;t any sweeter words to my ears. I also could not imagine not being able to hold there hands and touch their cheeks. I love the taste of a recess peanut butter cups.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>17- </strong><em>hair dye</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I am THANKFUL for hair dye. I wish I could just let my hair go and let it turn whatever color it wishes to be but somehow as soon as those grays start to try to take over I find myself head to my great hairdresser's. Thankfully when I walk out I feel like a new person and luckily it is that I feel better.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><strong>18- </strong><em>grandchildren's love</em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am so THANKFUL for their love that they still show me everytime I am near them. They make my life so complete. I love the sayings they come out with. Never stop loving...</span><strong> </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>19- </strong><em>my husbands job</em></span><br />
I am so THANKFUL for my husbands job. He has worked at his job for 31 years, alot has changed in that time.SOme of it was good and some of it not so good. He has had to go to work when he would have rather been home with me when I was very ill, his work has been very understanding with him having to take days off when he just had no choice but to stay home. For this I can not help but be THANKFUL.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>20-</strong><em>my life</em></span><br />
I am so THANKFUL for my life.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><em></em></span><br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-4934258067852246762012-11-07T05:30:00.002-08:002012-11-13T04:16:29.748-08:00Wordless Wednesday<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Red, White and Blue = First snow on Nh. Mountains<br />
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<br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-46497749810944157882012-11-04T19:58:00.002-08:002012-11-09T11:50:19.400-08:00Empty Nest SyndromeI have to say some people may think this is so strange that I still believe I have Empty Nest Syndrome. My three children have actually graduated school, college and they are all married and even have children of their own. I know, you are wondering where the empty nest syndrome comes in to this while I am wondering if it is ever going to go away. I still wish daily that I have them all back home living with me. Is that a little bit odd or what? I would like to know how many other parents are still feeling this way, if you ever did?<br />
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I sometimes wonder as I sit and think about this if I am a little strange, but my husband feels the same way so I guess if there is something wrong with me then there is something wrong with the both of us. HA.. <br />
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I have had parents tell me while my children were going to school that they couldn't wait for their children to graduate and leave home. I could not even imagine feeling like that. I always wondered if they really felt that way or if they were just having a bad day. I hope it was the latter of the two. I remember the night before Crystal (my oldest) was going to start kindergarten, as we lay in her bed discussing her big adventure that was about to start she cried for the fear of the unknown and I cried for the fear of what I did know. My first born was about to spread her tiny little <strike>baby</strike> girl wings and take her first adventure on her very own.<br />
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I truly thought the very next year when Andrea (middle child) was going to start school that it would be easier. I had gone through it once and it wasn't new to me but it didn't make one bit of difference to me I cried all over again. How could I ever let both of my little girls leave me in just two years time. Andrea however put on a much more brave face and said "it will be okay because Crystal will be with me". Then in her next thought was "Mommy you still have Joel (my son) to be with you", she didn't realize that it didn't make any difference. I still had Joel, it was my two little girls that I was having to let go of. My little girl had waited <strike>not</strike> so patiently to be "big" like her sister, she was more than ready.<br />
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I feel like when a child goes to school in one sense you lose a huge part of them. Somehow it seemed like they left on the bus in the morning my baby, they came home in the afternoon a kindergartener. (So they thought)<br />
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Three years later it was time to send Joel to school. I tried very hard to keep him home one extra year because his birthday came only 2 days before the cut off date to make it into that school year. I thought the best thing for him would be to keep him home another year, he was very young. I talked to the kindergarten teacher and we decided that I would allow him to take the tests to see how prepared he was. I hate to admit, when she came out of the class room with Joel, his little name tag attached to his shirt, holding the work that he had done for them in his hand to show me that he was MORE than ready to join his two sisters at school.<br />
This, I believe is when the EMPTY NEST SYNDROME came at me full force and it has never ever come to an end.<br />
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The only thing is now, if I could have them back I would need to add on to our home, because they all have a family. Thats the only way I can see that I could make this ENS that I suffer from go away.<br />
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Is it really empty nest syndrome, is there anyone else that has ever felt this way or is this something I suffer from all alone?<br />
<br />Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-35794939932725801512012-11-02T12:48:00.001-07:002012-11-08T07:15:50.979-08:00Not the least bit crafty...I have always wondered how some people can have so many talents and some people have no talent at all. I am one of the no talent at all kind of girls. I have always looked at different crafts whether it is cooking, knitting, sewing,( I could keep on going) to do but that is usually as far as it got, was to LOOK. I am pretty good at thinking "Wow, I think I can do that with no trouble". I get the tools to start a project that looks like it should take me an hour tops and it ends up with me either not finishing the project or it not turning out the way it looked on the photo that someone else' did. <br />
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I have to say I wish I was as talented as the person how had the ability to make these animals that I saw as I was driving through a town in New Hampshire. I couldn't resist turning around and taking some pictures. I only wish that I had more of the background on the person who made these animals and how long it took the person to make each one, what inspired them to make them. There are so many unanswered questions about them but they sure were worth turning around to go back and snap a picture and get a close up as to what they were made from. They ended up being made from all sorts of parts, I am not sure if it is from a motorcycle or car and truck parts. They did an amazing job and they sure have me beat in the talented department. These are a few of the animals that someone was talented enough to make. (These are not something that I or anyone that I know made).<br />
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Do you have a talent that you would like to share with me?Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-79926601681745674952012-11-01T18:38:00.003-07:002012-11-08T07:19:20.620-08:00The Halloween that almost wasn't!!!I began to wonder if Halloween was going to happen. Our local weatherman was calling for Hurricane Sandy to put a damper on the the children going door to door to trick or treat. The hurricane was supposed to take out power due to high winds and cause some flooding. We did get high winds and hard rain but it luckily had lost some of its power before getting to us. Two towns over lost their power for 3 days and a town about an hour away that was hit hardest by Irene got hit again. It truly is amazing what Mother Nature has the power to do to us. My heart goes out to those have not even recovered from the last one and then get hit again like New York City, that got hit along with many other areas.<br />
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I really love the holidays and Halloween is one of my favorite ones. I get so much enjoyment out of seeing what all the little ones decided to be each year. I always made my children's costumes each year. I will have to admit, I would get excited when they come up with what they wanted to be but then the challenge was on for me to try to figure out how to make it for them. The next challenge was to make sure they were able to get in and out of the car over and over without it falling apart. We live in the country so it isn't like we could walk from house to house. I remember each year I would think never again, I will buy next year. However when the next year came I was up for the challenge once again. My daughter is also very eager every year to put herself up to the task of making all her girls costumes. They come out amazing every year. Hannah's outfit this year was a gumball machine which actually dispensed two gumballs at a time. It was the hit with her classmates. Then we had a cupcake, bat, lion, Tye dyed mummy and a Momma cat. <br />
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My granddaughters school shuts down the street in their town at noon, the children walk in a parade through a nursing home, down the street and back to the school. I think it is such a great idea for all the local businesses to get to see all the children. It is open to anyone that wants to put their child in it even if they are to young for school.Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431757627371710149.post-90476979443551710782012-11-01T17:17:00.001-07:002012-11-08T07:34:11.961-08:00What is this world coming to?I have a serious issue with the laws in the state, country. I really wonder what a person has to do to make your family safe in this world. My daughter and son-in law and grandson were sleeping at 12:30 last night when her husband heard a noise. He laid there for a minute trying to figure out what he was hearing. He got out of bed, headed down to their basement as someome was trying to get in the door. He grabbed his pepper spray on the way, turning on all the lights as he went. He didn't see anyone so proceeded to go back up stairs once again he heard someone trying to enter their home. This time it was at the slider in their kitchen. He gave his mace to his wife, who had their baby in her arms and grabbed his gun this time.(luckily he is in the army ) He realized that this person was determined to break in to their home. There they stood face to face with an intruder trying to enter their home. All while having gun pointed at him through the slider he still continued to try to pry open the door. They grabbed a camera from the shelf by the door and snapped a picture. Mike (my son-in-law) told him he was calling 911. This guy clearly not in his right mind, was standing there staring down a gun, didn't seem to have it together enough to realize he had just had his picture taken. The state police came, (mind you it took 45 minutes for them to get there) searched for this guy who had got his senses back enough leave before getting caught. They searched, talked to neighbors for awhile and had no luck finding the intruder. Ann (my daughter) had been on the phone with me while the troopers continued to search the area, we finally hung up the phone at 3:00 am . My phone rang again at 4:30 am, Ann was on the other end frantically saying, " he was here again". They had called 911 again, this time the cops had got there in 5 minutes compared to 45. Ann said, "Oh Mom they have got him, he is our neighbor". Ann and Mike had bought their new home about a year and a half ago and it seemed like such a quiet, peaceful little cul de sac with only 5 homes in the circle. They had seen <strike>this gentlemen</strike> intruder in his driveway mowing his lawn or entering his drive but had never met him face to face. They figured this person maybe just a shy person, even a loner maybe but never an intruder. They had noticed in all the time they had lived there that he had hardly ever had any company and didn't really even acknowledge that they lived next door. The state police came back to let them know that they had the suspect and they had called for an evaluation for him. The EMS came to check him out. He refused to go get any treatment so they had to release him from their custody. He was never taken in for questioning or any charges because he," DIDN'T ENTER" their home. He only "attempted to break in", they were told to put a No Trespassing order on him so that if or when he ever did this again he would then automatically go to jail. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS WORLD TODAY"?? The very next day my daughter contacted a security system company to come install a system in their home to help them feel a "little" bit more safe from the person that could look into their dooryard and your windows daily. This person, come to find out, had been headed in a downward spiral in the few months previous to this all coming to a end. Ann was told that he had been in an accident in the past week and had stitches in his head. That made her feel like maybe he had something wrong that they may not have caught at the hospital, ( giving him the benefit if the doubt). Ann had worked in the emergency dept. for a big hospital for 10 years so she has seen what that could do to a person. The next day this person did not come out of his home, then Ann , Mike and Roy (my husband) decided that a health check on this person should be done. They felt if they had to live with this neighbor they should try to figure out why he would do what he had done. They walked next door to see if he was okay, and to give him a chance to give his version as to why he would do such a thing. He never answered the door, when they came back another neighbor came over to see if he had responded to the knock. The next day the cops were called again for a health check. The intruder had decided to take his life. We will never know why or the reason he was trying to break in to my daughters home. There is always going to be so many questions left unanswered but the biggest question is WHY do we, as a victim have less rights than those of the perpetrator?Tammiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07248547904154319368noreply@blogger.com0