I have one question for all of you.




Yuppers, I am in a cruizin kind of mood.
For some strange reason, this is how I picture Happs Dogs. Just rollin and hangin.

What a day!
Food shopping...Check
Read blogs and catch up? Not yet, but soon!!
Start taking Blog Challenge pics...check.
Talk to my youngest son for a while....check check check!

He called to let me know that he has a new job. He loves working in food service and wants to get a full time position with the FDA as a Food Inspector. But as of now, the place he works does not fit his classes. He found the coolest creepiest job! My exact words were "No fucking way!! How ghoulishly cool and creepy" He will be working for a company that transports dead bodies. WOW! He is sooooooooooo looking forward to it.

I advised him and warned him of the various noises, body movements and spontaneous things that a body goes through hours after death. I could tell you some on duty stories, but I don't want to freak any of you out....lol. A body can poop, pee, fart, burp, get erections, muscles will move and at times be vocal. He is his Mommies son because he said "I am sooooooo going to laugh" Ahhhhh the trait of being morbid.....it carries on to the next generation.

There is also respect involved. I know he possesses that trait. He is a kind young man who already helps out twice a week at the homeless shelter.

His talk of transporting bodies has made me hungry! Dinner time!

I have lived in a variety of places in which I was treated to a multitude of scents. Living in the mountains you could smell wet bark, mushrooms, wild flowers, soil and leaves. For 2 1/2 years that I lived in AZ, I woke up to the pleasant aromas of sage, tumble weeds, lavender, pastures of sheep, cattle and cotton. When it rained, the scents were even more prominent. During my life in the big cities there was smog. We know about car exhaust and technology. But mingling among those fumes were local eateries cooking their food, homes surrounding the area with their gardens and fields of produce being grown for our consumption.

When I had first met my sons Dad, I was 18 on our first date. We were driving through Wilmington, CA. If you do not know of this area...IT SMELLS! There are Oil Refineries everywhere! Anyway, I rolled the window up because the odor was great. He said "That is the smell of food on the table and clothes on my back" He was right. His family had spent their lives working the oil field. I had a greater appreciation of that odor after that day.

I have spent my life around the ocean. Even when I didn't live next to it or down the street, I would drive to it quite often.


I snapped this picture while sitting on the cliff enjoying the sea mist lingering in the air. When the waves crash upon the rocks, the wind and the breeze carry the mist through the air. When you breathe it in you smell and taste salty and sweet. The mist permeates everything in its wake. Besides the sea mist, you inhale the scents of sea weed, wet sand and pine trees. During the winter those scents are mixed with fire places ignited by the residents to keep warm from the cold ocean air. During the summer there will be bar-b-q scents lingering about, cut grass bundles and sun tan lotion aromas.

I appreciate every area I have lived in. Each scent triggers memories that remain with me to this day. My day was busy yesterday and I did too much. Today, I will rest and catch up on blogs.

**It isn't too late!
Sign up and join in THIS MONDAY! US Time. Those ahead of the US this will be your TUESDAY.

Show your favorite sport, your team or a player and be an athletic supporter! Choose any sport that you want.
Come on everyone! I want to feel that spirit! Let's make those passes...Let's Score!

Here is how we will play:
**We play THIS MONDAY!! Out of th US Time ZONE and for those across the pond..THIS IS YOUR TUESDAY.
**Title your blog "Let's Score"
**Post 1 to 4 pics in your blog showing how big of a fan you are.
**YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE NAKED
**Post the names of the players under your pics.
**NO PHOTO SHOPPING OF DECORATIONS IS ALLOWED.




**Any questions....drop an email.
**Remember, Nudity is not required.
**Sign up below if you dare to play with us. It won't hurt, I promise.

The Players are:
bighoss2, guitartxn, happyhumper69, MarkandLacey, Whispermyname, Kinda_Sweet13, MissOwl, curious48, 12gaugefan, Burger80, needsithard, ibhunting, dziga, thekid53, ThicknHard1forU, Wrigley, unicornsam, arabella_topaz, VTCali, privatedancer4u, rockhard6isback, jenjen1018, antiderivative, Northern Star, onib28, sidders73, opedius, Safire13, BuxomXhunter, redvs4u and me...tight_wet_lips

I was on a roll! It was time to take the 200,000 Visitor Blog Pics.
1. Make a plan.
2. Get the names in order.
3. Figure out who goes where.
4. 3 Ladies names in 1 pic
5. 2 Men's names in 3 separate pics.
6. Write the names carefully on my body.
7. Snap away, take extra pics for mistakes, posing, setting timer, pose again.....laughing and having a good time.
8. Whew! Beat and ready to get going. I was proud!
9. Upload pics, view, keep viewing...eyes widening....no...it can't be...not all of them!
And scream to the heavens!!!!! "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME"!!
***The camera was on the wrong setting...**ughh*

That is what I get for trying a webcam.


I won't give up! I need food. That made me hungry

All of you are Psychologists for a few moments.

It takes place at night. I'm in a t-shirt, driving a tractor on the wharf. There is a man standing up behind me...I don't know who he is, but he is singing "Who Let The Dogs Out....whoo whoo whoo"

Why are there dancing squirrels?

One man on this site combined bacon and nudity in one pic. Ibhunting is a very smart man!
Heaven in the morning is being naked and eating your bacon in bed.

"No leads in road rage case, thanks to hypnotic cleavage"
[Source] msnNOW.com, 3 Hrs ago. (updated 24 hours a day)

Hot tip for busty ladies who like to drive angry: Don't hide your assets. Police say a woman rammed a man's car in San Francisco during an argument over a parking spot. The fiery driver most likely will never be caught, however, since her alleged victim could not describe any of her features except her breasts, according to police. The make of the woman's car and its license-plate number also escaped his attention, courtesy of her low-cut dress. Police said the man was only "able to give a detailed description of the suspect's cleavage." Hey, San Francisco? "Police Academy" wants its script back!
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My immediate thought when I read this was 'There's a straight man in San Francisco?'

Really? Men? You would let a set of boobs get away with a crime?

There are a number of you under the weather now. So here is my hug blog for you.



I received so many well wishes during the two weeks I was feeling icky poo poo and now it is my turn to send the same hugs and kisses.

XO..Tighty

**In my Great Grams Texas accent** Lawdee Lawdee!! I'm ready for it!.

The last 2 weeks inside were brutal! But life does go on and I am ready to go wreak some havoc. This weekend I am going for a slow walk, smell the ocean, watch the tourists snap pictures of one another, go to my favorite bistro and just enjoy watching the otters play in the water.

There are two VERY important things on my To-Do-List.
*1. Take the "shout out" pictures for the 7 NNers who were promised special pics when they visited my blog during the 200,000th visitor run off. How we got a 7-way tie is beyond me.
*2. Take the pictures for Mondays blog challenge "Let's Score"

I asked Tux if he wanted to assist me in writing the names on my body....but dag nabbit! *grams words* He is not driving through California. My loss

The camera will be busy this weekend.