Swing and a Miss! Common Sense ? Anyone?

I can't hide from her!

2011-02-19T09:03:00.000-08:00

Do you know who she is? She's the one! You know... I know you know. She knows what I am thinking if she can see my face and she still likes me! She doesn't mind when I my filter on my mouth slips off and I say something that everyone else is thinking, they just have some sense of control on their brain. She was there for me through all of life's major happenings. Period, Boobs, Boys, Babies, Marriage , Golf Carts, and Lawn Mowers!

There was a time in my life where depression took hold. I was around 15 years old. All I could do was cry every single day and sleep. One day she stood at the foot of my bed and she started to cry. Like I said she's the one, the person who I would protect with everything in myself. And she is standing there at the foot of my bed crying. All I could think was " What is wrong with her crying like that, I need to fix it whatever it is?" And then she says to me " I need you to come back now! I am scared and I don't want to see you in pain anymore. I need to you to get up out of this bed and come back to me. I don't want to tell anyone that you are sad, but I am scared now and I can't seem to help you. I will tell your Aunt and Uncle!" I was really good a pretending to be ok. What she didn't know at the time was that I had told my Aunt that I thought I need to see a therapist. And she said she would look in to it, but nothing ever came about. I think she thought maybe it was just a teenage mood swing that would pass. How could she not when I "seemed" fine. That day I saw " LIGHT" no I didn't see God. I saw that someone, my best friend. I could see that day that she loved me. I got out of my bed. I stopped crying. And I pushed through my emotional turmoil with her hand in mine. To this day I don't know if she knows that she saved me.

There were times that we drifted apart. Some of it had to do with she is a social butterfly and I don't trust anyone. So, she would find and new friend. They would hang out more and I would hang back and wait. Even on her wedding day I could see the fakes and phonies. She named one of her "friends" the maid of honor. It hurt that I wasn't maid of honor to a degree, but I also understood that we had drifted apart for a little while. To me though I knew the truth of it all. All the others who may fade away but in the end I will always be there for her. Her cousin which is also one of her best friends and I love her dearly my self was the other maid of honor. She sat next to me at one of the festivities and asked me if I was ok with the Maid of Honor Choices. I said to her, " It doesn't matter who is who, I know where I stand, and I know I will be there when they leave and I will always be here for her." She gave me a nod and agreed.

They say that blood is thicker than water. Well, I think that Love beats blood any day of the week. We all have people we bond to in life. Some break and a little piece of us break with it. If you could picture a bond between two people that has grown for 15 years, has evolved. It has spots that have been worn and others that are nice and shiny. It has a stretch mark here and there that connects to our children. Its sturdy and proud. And above it all it radiates strength and love. That is my bond with my best friend.

Just the other day she ask me " Is it wrong to be secretly happy that someone is getting fat? LOL
I said " LOL, technically yes, but sometimes you just can't help it!"
" She was fat anyway..Maybe she is just pregnant"
She said "No, she is not pregnant! Being pregnant is better than being fat. At least when your pregnant, you get a baby at the end. When your fat you get chafing inner thighs and turkey necks!

I have never laughed so hard. Just know that I love ya Dan.

What do you mean I can't put my canoe in the pool?!?

2011-01-14T09:56:00.000-08:00

It was one of those sticky hot summer days in July. You know the ones, it's where your underwear sticks to your skin right when you walk out the door and if you wearing a thong your are not immune to the ride. So, I am running late as usual on Saturday, I hop into my tank and crank the AC down to Low ,you know less than 60 degrees. I arrive at the office, its about 9:50 AM. I smile inwardly because I still have 10 minutes to spare even though I was running late. The small things in life that make your smile especially to a person who is habitually tardy. I walk into the nice crisp clean office. I couldn't have been born prior to the age of air conditioning I decided at that moment. The bottom falls out. People coming and going wanting to see apartments. Teenagers getting out of high school thinking they know about the real world and wanting to know prices because they just have to GET OUT. I know the feeling. I show them knowing they can not afford the apartment and will never come back. Fair housing prevents me from doing otherwise. "Ugh, I'm tired, why am I so tired" I say to myself. Oh, that's right I never got my cup of coffee before the bottom fell out. Well, Its only 12 PM. A small cup for a pick me up will not hurt. So, as I am walking into the kitchen and I hear the children and adults splashing in the pool. I look out the kitchen window and the pool is full of little bobbing heads. I sat there wondering if they could even swim considering there were people everywhere. I'd try and keep a look out every once in a while I decided. The coffee pot beeped and I added my cream and sugar. As I walked out of the kitchen I saw something bright yellow out of the corner of my eye. I turned around quickly to look out the window and I didn't see anything. "I must be more tired than I thought I'm seeing boats, well I am about to fix that with a cup of alert!" So, I walk into my office and take a seat at my desk and then I see it! It's bright yellow and at least 6 foot long, and no it's not a float. "He can't be serious!" I then witnessed this man lowering his bright canoe( yes, people a CANOE) into the water narrowly missing the little bobbing heads that I told you about. "What did he mistake this for the Chattahoochee?" My assistant started snickering. When I am about to tell men they are idiots my 5'2 100 pound frame becomes 6ft 5 inches and all muscles at least in my head anyway. So, I march my tired butt out to the pool. All you hear in my wake is BAM! from the pool gate slamming shut behind me. All eyes are on me, my residents know I don't bother unless there is a reason and they hope the reason is not them. Mind you this whole time this idiot, I mean resident, has not even glanced up. He's standing there with a puzzled look on his face, while him and his friends try and figure out how to get into the canoe from the top of the pool. I can just see him yelling " Watch this!" So, I round the corner and come to a stop right next to him.

" Excuse me Sir. " I say with a cold stern voice. He turns his puzzled look to smile and then looks back at the canoe again with the puzzled look. " Sir, you can not put your canoe in the pool." I say.

He turns sharply around " WHAT?... What do you mean I can not put my canoe in the pool" he whines. The whine totally took away from his sharp turn, but I'm dealing with an idiot here. Oh well.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, but boats of any kind can not be put or used inside the pool, there are too many people and well this is a pool. The Chattahoochee river is not far from here you could go there. If you would like I can give you directions." I tell him.

" But..but I might drown in the Chattahoochee, I need to practice first." he complains

The funny thing is that he thinks he won't drown here in this pool or drown some kid that gets caught underneath. " Sir, While I understand that you would like to practice, however, If you were to crack your head open on the side of my pool or drown a child or yourself. We would have to shut down the pool for the summer. So, remove the canoe from the pool. Thank you, and if there is anything else I can assist you with please see me inside the office."

I turn on my heal and walk back inside the office. Oh, yes he removed the bright yellow canoe. I hear the slam before I see the man. He must have gotten a boost from his friends. He storms into my office and with a tone that grates on a chalk board of I'm retarded and I'm and fool.

" YOU,... you tell me right now where in my lease does it say that I can not put my canoe in the pool!!"

I really tried not to smile, but I did not skip a beat. " I'm sorry sir you did not sign anything that says you can not put a canoe in the pool." at this point he smiles thinking he has me.. "We do not have an addendum in our files for common sense, just like I do not have an addendum that you can not park a helicopter on my roof or in the parking lot. You just can't do it." His face fell. " Would you like the directions to the river?" I ask sweetly.

" No, I can find it. I know where it is." he mumbles. Shoulders hunched he walks out the front office door and closes it quietly.

SWING AND A MISS! I love my career.

First let me introduce myself.

2011-01-12T19:12:00.000-08:00

Well, this is my first time blogging. My name is Tasha and I am 26 years old. I am married to a man ( Jason) that is not only pretty cute if I may say so my self , but will actually tell me NO. You may wonder " Why would she want someone to tell her no?" Well, its like this. Where is the fun in him always agreeing with me? And I am woman enough to admit that I need someone to say " Um yeah Tash... not this time." I needed someone who could be objective when I become emotional ( which is not all too often... no seriously!). I also needed someone that is more mature( most of the time) and I believe he is. I have a daughter she is 8 years old. She will be 9 in July. Oh.. Wow! I didn't realize that until just now. I am pretty sure that you can do the math on that and know that I was 18 when I had her. I can definatly say that was the most memorable senior year. So, Taylor Swift your Grammy and your CMA award have got nothing on me! I did graduate 8 months pregnant. I waddled my happy butt across the stage and was tempted to yank the diploma out of the principles hand and do a belly dance. I didn't of course. Well, 15 hours of labor, 9 lbs 1 oz my baby was born. I 'll never forget the night in the hospital and Sean ( her father) was passed out and she started to cry I just about crawled out of bed ( 9 pounds people that's all I'm saying) and picked her up and put her in the bed with me. I looked down and she looked up and snuggled in and went to sleep. At that moment it hit me
" Oh , Wow! I'm and Mom! Oh CRAP!" Yes, well thinking " I'm going to be a mom" and actually holding your child and now you are a mom are completely different. I think all the moms out there probably know what I am talking about. I am a Jehovah Witness. Yes, I knock on your door! Wait! Wait! Don't Go and hide in the bedroom! No, we are not a cult. No, we are not Mormon. And Yes, we believe in Jesus Christ. I am christian. If you see these words in my blogs this is what they mean.
1) Meeting- a time in which my husband and I and other congregation people get together and worship Jehovah.
2) Jehovah- Name of God ( If you have a NIV or any other New version his name has been taken out. If you want to see it then King James Version Psalm 83:18 look it up) Yes, we use the same bible as you just a translation not a version.
3) Out in the Ministry - this is when we go door to door to encourage people to read the bible and find answers to lifes' questions
4) Witnesses- Jehovah's Witnesses shortened
5)Kingdom Hall- Is the place where we attend meetings

Okay, well that takes care of the vocabulary you may need if I ever mention these things. I work in the property management field. I help to manage an apartment complex. Most if not all my Common Sense stories will come from my career. I will have changed names and places in these stories just FYI.

So, I hope you enjoy my stories. If you have any comments that you wish to make feel free.

Tasha