I left earlier today around 1500 and drove straight through to my destination. I didn't even stop to take pictures along the way. Which isn't like me. At the moment I am sitting in a hotel room, on the bed and eating some sushi. Being in a hotel room always makes me feel like I'm on a mini holiday. Right now I am here on business, but it still feels like a mini holiday.

I have a weird habit of sleeping when I am in a hotel bed. I like to sleep sideways with my feet hanging over the side. Which is funny, because if my feet hang over the side of my own bed, I feel as if the Limb Monster will come and chop them off.
The Limb Monster is a made up monster that my older sisters had me afraid of when I was little. Each time the lights went out during bed time, one of them would say "Don't let anything but your head stick out of the blankets or the Limb Monster will cut it off" Great sisters, eh?

Anyhoo, I am not afraid of the limb monster in a hotel room........hahaha
Tomorrow I conduct my business and then it is time to spend the Christmas Holiday with my sons!!! YAY!!
I am off to bed....good night.

Tight Wet Lips is one sexy cop
Her gallery will make your eyeballs pop
She really is as sweet as molasses
Except when dealing with the world's jackasses
She is looking so fine in her satin and lace
But more importantly is a lady of charm, intelligence, and grace.
We love reading her blogs, some leave us laughing in the aisles
Some make us mad or cry, or leave us with smiles.
Her silly sisters when they call, they expect straight answers from her
After all these years, you would think they'd have learned.
Her trips to visit her two loving sons
Up and down the coast, this lady has fun.
And an eye for the artistic, when she takes photo pictures
Letting us come along on all her adventures
The guys that she works with, the boneheads and mutts
But my favorite of all is when she reveals she's a klutz
How many times have we read her stories to find
That her ankle winds up as twisted as her mind?
I don't know if she roots for the Raiders or Lakers
But we all cheer her on when she takes on the fakers.
She has a tough job, helping mend countless lives
Dedicated and loyal, and that ain't no jive
To her friends she's the same, compassion is no lack
She always stands with us, she's got our back
A lady warm and caring, sarcastic and sweet
Near the top of my list of folks I want to meet
Witty and sensual, she's a delightful tease
I'm here to tell you, this chick's the bee's knees.
She's sometimes a flirt, a friend, or a clown
No matter what happens though, she won't let life get her down.
A great friend to all and an asset to NN
And now my poem comes near its end
All of this and more, that is the reason
We send you this tribute on this holiday season
So here's to you Tighty, you sexiest of bishes
I leave you with my favorite holiday wishes:

May you be blessed, the way you have blessed us
May the joys and the blessings of this Christmas season
Be yours, now and forever.

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Tux, you are truly one of a kind. I adore you!
xoxoxoxooxo

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xoxoxox

I received a wonderful Christmas Video Message (see my gallery)
I am speechless! How in the hell all of you got away with this is mind boggling. To say that I am touched is an understatement. Again, I was speechless. Just ask Guitar. This means a great deal to me and I will always cherish it and the thoughts behind it.

To everyone: From the bottom of my heart, you made me smile like never before and an orgasm wasn't even involved!
Now I feel all mushy inside and must find a bug to squash in order to get my bad & mean reputation back.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxxoxox

I have had a major headache all day long. I stayed in my office and avoided everyone. I didn't want to foolishly rip someones head off for whispering too loudly....lol



Oh, I put up a good front and managed to get through the day. I even tried to play in status, but I just wasn't myself. Enjoying the blogs and catching up on them will just have to wait.

I don't like taking pills, so I think it's time for me to head on to bed, dim the lights and masturbate the headache away. A woman's got to do, what a woman's got to do. Night to all.

Didn't see that coming, did ya?
My son sent these to me. They know that I have an affinity for the morbid things in life.
Go ahead, you can say it out loud "Damn, that Tighty is twisted"






Man! That mouse put up quite a fight! You probably thought there was going to be a snake in the first one, didn't you? Bwwaaaaaaaaaahahahaha! Well I have owned snakes and lizards before, but the spider attacks are my favorite.

With the ocean in my front yard and the Monterey/Carmel Hills as my backyard, it is paradise. I walked out of my front door and there to greet me was a Mommy dear and in the backyard was her wee one. This type of greeting is a guaranteed instant good day and smiles.

This is always a good way to start the day.

After my quick walk, I went in search of my sons Christmas wish and found the Gentleman's Tweed Cap that he wanted. As a matter of fact, I found two different styles. YAY!

During the shopping trip, I did a little bit of people watching. It is one of my favorite things to do while I am out. I began to see a trend in how the women were dressed in Carmel. It was like a Stepford Wives thing. Everywhere I looked, they were dressed in riding pants, riding boots and wool sweaters. I looked and looked for their leader, but could not find the Queen Bee with the big bouffant hairdo and the shining scepter....lol. Last year about this time, it was the same eerie feeling. Only last time, the women were wearing skinny jeans with ankle boots and crisp white blouses. There I was...in my Cashmere Sweater, Low Rise Jeans and laced up loafers. I wonder if they talked about me?.........hahahaa

Man I love that!!!!!
Remember when I blogged the nightmare I had in which someone was in my room, tapping my shoulder? The strong creepy voice saying "Look at me" Remember? Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelll...when I was visiting OC over Thanksgiving, I mentioned that nightmare to D, my former patrol partner. He waited and waited for some time to pass and then BAM!!! Got me with it.

In the wee hours of the morning at 0330, I get a text. *Beep Beep...bling...beep beep bling* I rub my eyes....roll over....grab the phone.....look.......hhhmmmmmm? It's D. I open it.......and there they were....the words.........
"LOOK AT ME!!!"

That bastard! I laughed so hard, I began to cry. Then I got up because I couldn't go back to sleep out of fear. Friends? What would sleepless nights be without them? How in the hell do I top that? hahahahahahaha.

When I was much much younger, I used to wonder why men (and not women) would do these types of idiotic things?









It wasn't long after I started to wonder, that I quickly gave up and just understood that....................
Men are weird.
But I love that about them. Here's to the wacky male species!!!
Can I get an amen?

To quote the bible:
"By the seventh day God had finished the work he had made; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work"

Well, I do my resting on Saturday. Why? Hell if I know?...*tee hee* I usually sleep in until 11 am or so and then make some bacon and waffles. Did I sleep in this morning? Noooooooooooooooo. I forgot to turn off the alarm and the sucker went off at the usual work time of 0600. ###!!#$%^&#@@$%^!!!!!!###$##!!!!


Oh well. It happens...I will roll with the punches. Today I am in search of a tweed gentleman's cap for my youngest son. Since he was a teenager, he has always been one of those guys that likes to wear hats. It's his thing. We all have our 'things' My thing(s) are shoes and cashmere sweaters.