Author: Tammy

Five Minute Friday!

Okay bloggy friends – it’s Friday again and so you know what that means!  Okay – so if you’re just visiting here for the first time it’s Five Minute Friday.  We are given a word that we “have” to write about.  We set a timer and write until it buzzes.  But I’m gonna be honest with you here.  This is my second week and that timer goes off way too fast!  I wrote this below and the buzzer went off and I was like:  “HEY – I’m not done!”  But I followed the rules and finished so I could post it here.  I will be linked to a bunch of other girlies doing this very same thing, so please go over and pick a button or two and see what they came up with!  Here it is, folks!



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WELCOME
You’re welcome.  Welcome home.  Welcome back.  We welcome you.
You are welcome to.
This one word used so many different ways, yet do we really mean it when we say it?  When we tell someone “you’re welcome” do we sincerely mean it? 
What about when we have someone into our home. Do we show a welcoming spirit to them?  It doesn’t even have to be our homes, just into our presence—into our space if you will. 
Are we actually inviting or welcoming to be around?  Do we evoke a presence that others would want to come over to? Do we give off the feeling that we just can’t wait for you to engage in conversation with us?
I hope we do.  I hope I do.
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Ta da!  And there you have it!  If you want to play along (and if you’re a blogger, I highly recommend it!!) just click on the badge over on the right sidebar entitled “Five Minute Friday”. It’s easy to sign up and it starts at midnight every Friday!  C’mon and join in the fun!

…and that’s all I have to say about that!

Tammy


Five Minute Friday!

Happy Friday everyone!  What are you up to this fall day?  Me – I’m up to a new challenge.  I’m going to try to write along with 100+ writers who gather every Friday and write for five minutes flat without stopping or editing.  We don’t receive our word until Friday, so we have no chance to think ahead.  We just start a timer and write!  
I have to tell you, this was my most favorite thing my Senior year of high school in Creative Writing.  When I would walk into class and see the map pulled down – I was stoked!  I knew Mrs. Wangler had a word or topic for us to write non-stop until she told us “time’s up” under that map!  My friend, Rita, sat beside me and would moan.  She once asked me if I would write a whole bunch – then switch papers and write hers!  Wouldn’t have worked – she’s a lefty writing backhand and I’m a righty with big flowy letters!
So folks – here’s my first attempt at this Five Minute Friday write along!  If you’d like to know more about it or better yet, you would like to give it a try, click over here for that!
Ready?  Here goes…

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GRASP
Today’s word for Five Minute Friday is Grasp.  The first thoughts that come to me when I think of this word made me laugh.  No, seriously—I thought, Grasp, I cannot grasp that I’m this old already!
Then I started thinking about the fact that there are so many things in life that I cannot grasp.  I cannot grasp that there are things I can no longer do.  Whether it’s the fact that I’m this old or physically I just can’t do them, there are things I just cannot do anymore! 
Yet what I can grasp is the fact that God takes us to different points in our lives and gives us new things we can do.  When I was twenty years younger and raising a daughter – I couldn’t grasp where she would be at this age.  I couldn’t grasp that I would be working for the love of my life in our own business. 
Yet, through the years, God has guided us to each and every endeavor and equipped us to do what He needs us to do.  Whether we could grasp today or even the future…He ultimately knew what He would need us to do and when.
STOP

Well, there you have it! Unedited, no re-writes – just five minutes flat on the word grasp!  And you know what, I could have gone for five more minutes at least !  Haha!
…and that’s all I have to say about that!
Tammy

I Forgot Something!

I did forget something!  Did you see what is over here at the top of the sidebar that’s looking all pretty?

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I have a Button or Badge or Gadget or Thingamajig!!!!   Yeah, whatever the technical term is – I’ve seen it written so many ways.  Whatever you choose to call it—I’m just so excited that I finally have one.  No, again I cannot tell a lie – this cute little Button was designed by my Blog page Interior Decorator!

I have to say, though, I love it!  So, if you’re a blogger, feel free to copy and paste it over to your site now that it’s ready.  I would appreciate it, if you care to choose to.

That’s what I forgot to tell you.  About the Button!

But since you’re already here……..

I have to tell you a funny story about the new design that I think is really neat.  My friend, Kristy, who did all my “re-decorating” of the blog digs, knows I LOVE pink. I think just about everybody knows or at leasts gets the hint!  But–she had no idea the connection to argyle I have with my Dad who passed in 1994.  I’ve never told her the story so she would have no clue.

My dad was notorious for wearing argyle socks.  He also loved argyle vests and on occasion would wear a sweater.  But – he ALWAYS had argyle socks on.  All his friends and family just knew that about him.  He was a die-hard football player, motorcycle riding kind of guy…a brute so to speak!  So he took a lot of razzing for his argyles.  Which, if you knew my dad, that just made him roll his Levi’s a little higher so they could see them!

At my dad’s calling hours back in January 1994, it seemed argyles were the hot topic, so much so that it became rather funny.  As each of his old motorcycle buddies and old football friends would come up and talk to me, they would be very respectful and kind and then they would put their heads down with a little smirk and say, “I just gotta ask…does Don have on argyles?”

I would grin from ear to ear and reply, “Do you think he would allow me peace if I let them put him in there without them?”  Which would break the awkwardness and let them walk away with a smile and warm reminder of the rough-tough Don, going to his grave in argyles.

Kristy had no idea when she picked out the design.  But God did.  And through that little moment, he gave me a smile that just turned me Tickled Pink, giggling with my friend over argyles. Another giggly moment remembering my dad and his argyles!

…and that’s all I have to say about that!

Tammy