The Braseltons

Man! I am ready to leave. Of course I have just been sluffing off thinking of my Tammy. I also still have a raging case of the mT’s. There is no place like Sunday – There is no place like Sunday – There is no place like Sunday – There is no place like Sunday! Man, it worked for the girl in the red shoes! Maybe if I get red shoes? Oh well, worth a try…

I was reading the MySpace blog thing again. I really like the sound of the last part of the comment from my Tammy – “I am yours, always!”. The sound of that just makes me stop dead in my tracks. I really dig that! Tammy, I can’t wait to see you…

Gonna head out in 10 minutes to check on ibbi and then go play some foosball. Certainly I can find other things to talk to Paul about. Hmm, lets see… Football? Nope. Baseball? Nope. There you go. It’ll have to be all about my Tammy again. He is gonna just sock me in the face with all of my Tammy talk…:)

Tom B.