The Braseltons

mT stinks. Yea, it is only day one. I know that. Still stinks. I know that the day is only HALF over. I was just outside for an after lunch smoke with Tyler, Ronnie and Mike (he was in the receiving area). They were all chatting about this and that. I was kind of chilly so I made sure to stand in the sun. With each drag I would close my eyes and faced the sun – ignoring the current conversation. The whole time was spent imagining my Tammy by the pool feeling the same sun I was feeling. *** WAKE UP TOM *** it is only day friggin’ ONE!

I guess I will finish this entry and stare at some of her pictures. Will I feel better? Naaaa, more mT…

Tammy, are you back yet?

Tom B.