Free Bird

And a one and a two...

It’s been so rainy here in the last couple of weeks and there’s still more to come. That makes me happy as a little clam! Other than the year we nearly flooded out to The Gulf of Mexico, I don’t remember this much rain. It’s not flooding though which is great because I don’t enjoy a good snake.nope.

So, where I live has been renovating the lighting in the parking garages. That means that for a few weeks the garages where pitch black at night and of course, with that comes people breaking into cars. Even on the top floor which is surrounded by apartments and even with the security driving around..So, on our little FB page the complaining was rampant and frankly, more valid than complaining that the garbage valet hadn’t come by 10pm, or that people heard the valet getting their garbage. “Holy shit! You heard them! Off with their heads!! “ I like to hear them out there. It makes me feel even safer knowing that there’s people walking the halls. Anyway, about a week ago the lights were ready and that night when they came on the management must have had their limit of complaints because they lit the place so it could be seen from the moon. They clicked on and I laughed so hard that my eyes watered! I called my husband to our window and asked “ when did we move over a car dealership? Or is it a baseball stadium?” There is a beam from the garages that goes up to the sky, it’s so bright! That is my type of humor. Bravo. Hand me some sunglasses.  Tonight they dimmed them a bit. So disturbing. I like it when the peoples get so mad about stuff.

This week we’re having “Tennent Appreciation Week” where all week long we get gifts from the surrounding businesses and a Catered Happy Hour. Appreciate Me, Baby!! I’ll take that Kendra Scott necklace too, thank you very much!

My YM’s Birthday is Valentines Day. She’ll be 22. 22 years after she was born I asked my husband and oldest son if either one of them realized this:

YM’s middle names are 1) the female version of my husband’s middle name, Danielle and # 2: my mother’s middle name.

Now, think about this.... my husband’s middle name is Daniel. 

AND at the time, my mother’s husband, his name is Daniel, Dan, as well, AND my little brother’s middle name is Daniel and I ALWAYS called him by his first AND middle names. Always. 

But did it ever occur to me in 22 years that that made four people in my close family, back then, with the same freaking name??? No. Not even once did that occur to me... it did not occur to ANYONE!!! I was talking to Robb and I went... Wait a minute... I think I just realized something so stupid! 

And she has my mother’s middle name as well.

I can’t talk my kids into using my name to save my life. There I was using everyone’s name. And my dad’s middle name is James and without realizing that it’s my husband’s FIRST name, my dad thinks the youngest boy is named after him. 

Bonus, my dad had a goat named Mi-Ya. Which I had completely forgotten. So they also think we named her after their goat.

And it took us MONTHS to come up with names. Idiots. The whole lot of us.

I’m watching a Lynyrd Skynyrd documentary and it’s making my heart heavy. Doug loved them and the song played for him memorial video was Free Bird. The Doc is called “If I leave here tomorrow” I can only watch it in chunks. 

On that happy note!! I have to go. My allergies are going nuts!

Night,

Tracy