Sunday, April 6, 2014

Pammy did 10 thoughts so I guess I have to now - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

Pammy did 10 thoughts so I guess I have to now - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster




1.  The stars have aligned I'm feeling good and the weather is
reasonably warm.  I'm going to do something Christmasy today...what to
do...what to do....

2.  still have to shower...{#bath2.gif}

3.  not gonna call Eddie...he's in asshole mode and I'm not giving in. {#blah1.gif} {#blah1.gif} {#blah1.gif}

4.  I'm craving a Subway pastrami sandwich...pastrami is a no no but it is once a year after all.{#yummy.gif}

5.
Thanks to Cassie who didn't want her coupon for a free turkey from
Fruth this year.  She gave it to me and I got a ham - having ham for
Christmas {#goldcup.gif}

6.  Trying to figure out what to get my nephew for Christmas {#giveflowers2.gif}

7.  I'm gonna be super rich tonight after I win 400,000,000 dollars in the lottery {#greeny.gif}

8.  The capital button is messing up on my computer.  so there's lots of sentences with no caps...just have to get over it. {#cool2.gif}

9, 
I think pudgy is addicted to his medicine.  he starts to sniff the air
as soon as i give him some ( either on his food or his fur) licks it
right off! {#smiley-tongue-out.gif}

10.  Boy oh Boy...it IS SURE NICE TO BREATHE {#angelgirl.gif}

Questions about Greyhound Adoption - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

Questions about Greyhound Adoption - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster




this was sent as a private message but it has been awhile since I have answered many of these questions so i decided to blog it.

littl3m3
I really enjoy your stories. I plan on posting soon about my dog life -
just been hard on heart lately. I don't mean to ask too private of a
question so don't answer if you don't want to. I live in Memphis, TN. We
have a dog track in West Memphis, AR. Are you talking about that track?
I have Never been there - i almost want to go & then i think about
the dogs & the stories ihear about them just being DDiscarded when
they are finished racing. I didn't know if i should contribute to this
field so i don't go... dso is it the same track? What do you think about
people going to dog races? They are Beautiful, sweet dogs that Love to
run but Love to snuggle! about 5 hours ago



if
you read more of my blogs you will find answers to most of your
questions...but in a nutshell...i have never been to west memphis but it
is one of the better tracks in the country.

  i got involved in
racing because I was going to do an animal rights expose about the big
bad dog track.  But once i did it I found out that the exposes have been
done over and over to no avail.  plus I loved it.  from the first time I
stepped in a turnout pen i knew it was where i was supposed to spend
the rest of my life.  i could do more to effect change from the
inside...and i did just that.

When I started - back in the 80's-
they were killing all the dogs.  people made fun of me for trying to
find them homes.  One by one i took what dogs i was given and people saw
that they did make wonderful pets.  Even the old timers would take
notice and come to me and tell me they wanted to give me a dog but no
one could know they did it - and that is how i started.  Now most tracks
have an adoption program and most trainers spend a fair amount of their
time trying to find homes for dogs that don't make the track.  Don't
get me wrong = they are still killing dogs.  But it is not in the
numbers that it used to be.  Actually there is a fair amount of
competition for the dogs now because rescuers have learned they can get
good money - between $500 and $1000 per dog in many cases.  personally I
never took a penny for finding dogs homes.

if you are interested
in working with adoption groups i can assure you they need the help. 
Even if you foster one dog until they can get it a home.  They will
explain the requirements necessary to keep a greyhound as a pet -
surprisingly it isn't too much different from any dog.  I used to tell
people it was like taking home a giant 6 week old puppy - and they learn
fast.

personally i don't gamble, people who go to the track are
gamblers, they are not dog people.  they don't care what they gamble on
as long as they gamble.

The dogs do love to run, they are also
giant couch potatoes...about like any dog and most of them get along
with other animals just fine although there are exceptions of course. 
Also I never refer to the dogs as being discarded or put to sleep - they
are murdered.  people don't adopt dogs when they think they are
retiring to happy, green pastures.  I just tell it like it is.

P.s.  my shift button is sticking so there are no caps lol

"Ghosts" of Christmas Past - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

"Ghosts" of Christmas Past - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster




Everybody has their wish list of must have presents that they just
have to have for Christmas. Over the years I have gotten most of those
presents if not all of them. Looking back I can only recall a couple of
those make it or break it presents that I just had to have or it would
not be a good Christmas.

Here is what I do remember:


1. My 4 year old nephew, Arnie, flinging the mountain of tissue paper
aside sheet by sheet that I had piled on top of the Tickle Me Elmo doll
that only I could find.


2. Becca and Arnie laughing with glee when they opened the Furbees
that, once again, only Aunt Pam could find when nobody else could.


3. My ex-husband, Bobby's shy, quiet smile because once again I had got
him something he really wanted when he didn't even know it himself.


4. Katie, my stepdaughter, bursting into tears because she got the
computer she had been dreaming of. (this was in the days even before the
internet)


5. Kandi, my other stepdaughter, squealing with glee over the boom box
and the awesome cassette collection that she never imagined in a million
years she would get. (back in the Thriller days when she was positive
she would marry Michael Jackson)

6. The pretty porcelain ornaments the my mom bought me for my first married Christmas - I still have ALL of them.


7. Katie and Kandi getting 8 cabbage patch dolls that first year they
came out when there was a feeding frenzy over them in the stores. (twins
from us, 2 from their mom, 2 from their stepfather's parents and 2 from
my parents)


8. The present I wrapped for Becca that was like something out of Dr.
Seuss. It was red and green striped with purple velvet bows all over it.
it suited her personality perfectly and she loved it.


9. I wrapped a present for my mom once that was so exquisite that she
didn't unwrap it until spring. She just sat the box in her living room
and stared at it for three months.

None of those moments have anything to do with me getting one of those must have presents!

RIDING SANTA'S SLEIGH - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

RIDING SANTA'S SLEIGH - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster




I wrote this for my 6 year old great niece last year.




I had a plan.  I didn’t tell a soul.  I couldn’t take a chance on anybody finding out what I was up to – especially Santa Claus.   We visited my grandparents like we always did on Christmas Eve.  Me and my brother and sister wore our new pj’s to bed. 

 First
we made sure that we left a letter for Santa with some warm cocoa and
some cookies.  When mommy commented on my extra long Christmas list, I
didn’t tell her that I wrote an extra long letter to Santa to buy some
extra time.  She would have sent me to my room if she had known what I
was planning, maybe even cancelled Christmas.  I couldn’t have that.

When
I was sure everybody was asleep I sneaked out of bed.  I put on my coat
and boots and even my mittens and toboggan.  I didn’t know how long I
would be outside.  I didn’t know how long I would have to wait.  I just
knew I would wait all night if I had to.

It
was snowing.  I was glad.  The snow would cover my tracks. The snow
crunched with every step I took.  It was so quiet and the snow crunched
so loud that I was worried somebody would hear me.  I made it to the
holly bush on the side of the house next to the chimney.  I hid behind
it and settled in for my long wait.

I
was going to catch Santa Claus this year.  Not only was I going to
catch him, I was going to ride in his sleigh.  I had everything figured
out.  Every last detail was taken care of.  I had even tossed candy
corns on the roof so the reindeer would have something to eat.  After
all I didn’t want them to see me sneaking into Santa’s sleigh.

I
know lots of kids had tried to catch Santa.  They either fell asleep or
they tried hiding behind the Christmas tree.   Santa always found
them.  That’s why nobody ever saw him.  I was hiding outside.  Nobody
would ever suspect that a little girl would wait behind the holly bush
for Santa.  They all thought I was asleep in my bed with my little
sister, Rhonda.

 I
kept my eyes on the sky, looking for the first sign of Rudolph’s nose
lighting up the sky.  Finally I heard it.  It was barely a swooshing
noise. I knew I heard Santa’s sleigh slide to a stop up on my roof.  He
had flown in from the other side of the house and I hadn’t seen him
coming.  I knew I had to move fast.  I had set the ladder up next to the
chimney earlier that day.  I jumped up and started climbing the ladder
as fast as I could.

When
I got even with the roof I peeked over the top.  There it was!  Santa’s
sleigh was sitting there with a big ole bag of toys in it.  The
reindeer were busy eating the candy corns and they didn’t even notice
me.  Santa was no where to be seen!  I knew where he was though.  He was
in my house.

 I
only had seconds before he came back.  I crawled over the edge of the
roof and I was ready to jump into the back of his sleigh…“PAM!”  I heard
a whispered yell behind me!  My eyes popped out of my head as I looked
back and saw Rhonda trying to climb over the roof behind me.

“Wait
for me!”  She whispered desperately.  I couldn’t believe she had
followed me again.  I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the sleigh.  I
had just enough time to jump in when Santa came back.  He was in the
sleigh and taking off before I even knew what was happening. 

Rhonda
and I huddled in the back floorboard.  We giggled to each other as we
felt the pull of the reindeer taking off from our roof. We did it!  We
were riding in Santa’s sleigh.  It was great.  The wind was whizzing by
and the stars were streaking past.  It was even better than riding the
roller coaster at Camden Park.

“Ho,
ho, ho,” we heard Santa laughing, “are you two having fun back there?” 
Our eyes got big as saucers.  He knew we were there.
 We
laughed and I stood up, “yes, Santa.  This is great!”  I told him as I
helped Rhonda stand up.  We hung over the front seat so we could see him
and the reindeer better. 

“Thank
you for the ride, Santa,” Rhonda said.  She was holding a doll that she
had pulled out of Santa’s sack.  I looked down at the houses as they
passed beneath us.  We were going so fast the Christmas lights on the
houses streaked behind us in a blur.

“You mean you knew we were here?”  I asked.

“Yes, Pam, I knew you were there.  I got word about what you were up to when you put the ladder up this morning.”

I
just looked at him and blinked.  I was astounded.  The words to the
song danced in my head.  “He knows when you are sleeping. He knows when
you’re awake.  He knows when you’ve been bad or good, so be good for
goodness sake...”

“That’s
why I came to your house last.  So I could take you on a little ride
before I went back to the North Pole.  Not many people know this but
every year I pick one lucky boy or girl and I take them on a ride in my
sleigh.”  Santa told me with a big jolly laugh.

“Ho,
ho, ho, now there's the surprise,” he said looking at Rhonda.  “I
didn’t know you were bringing the little one,” he said as we flew over a
mountain and started to turn back toward our house.  I felt my stomach
lurch from the force of the sleigh just like being in the last car on
the Big Dipper when it went over the big hill!

“I tricked Santa,” Rhonda giggled.

“Yes,
you did, Rhonda.  You have the distinction of being the first little
girl to trick Santa Claus.  I should have known.  You follow Pam
everywhere she goes.”

“Yeah,” I said rolling my eyes, “everywhere I go.”

We
flew back to the house.  We passed over my hometown.  I saw the store
and my school. There was daddy’s car lot and even granny’s church.  We
saw everything in my hometown and then we were sitting in the front
yard.

“So, how was it?” Santa asked.

“It was the bestest ride ever!” Rhonda and I chimed in at the same time.

 “Can we pet Rudolph?” I asked.

“Sure,
but you have to hurry, somebody will see us if we are here too long,
plus Rudolph and the other reindeer are tired.  It’s a long, hard trip
they made tonight. They’re going to sleep until almost Easter I’d bet.”

We
petted the reindeer and Santa gave us a big hug.  Before he left he
gave us a little candy cane pin.  “The only people who have that pin
have ridden in my sleigh,” he said.  “You are in a very special club.”

“Gee, thanks Santa,” I said.

“Yeah,
thank you Santa Claus,“ Rhonda said also.  Then we backed up a couple
of steps and we started to wave goodbye.  Before we had even started to
wave Santa’s sleigh was out of sight.  Rhonda and I looked at each
other. 

 “Nobody is ever going to believe this.”  I told her.

“Nobody,”
she agreed nodding her head.  I took her hand and we went back in the
house and went to bed.  Nobody ever knew about that night – until now.  I
still have my candy cane pin and so does Rhonda.

Why I Adore Christmas NOW 2013 - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

Why I Adore Christmas NOW 2013 - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster







Christmas
means different things when we are at different stages in life.  When
we were children it was all about the booty - as it should be.  It is
also about the learning the joys of giving with sometimes hilarious
results.  One year my brother bought my granny tic tacs for Christmas -
that was the year that I bought my christian granny a very pretty set of
wine glasses as well.  Of course she thanked us but I couldn't for the
life of me figure out why everyone was laughing at our presents that
year{#flag.gif}



Then
we leave home and it becomes about "finding our own Christmas".  When
you are first on your own you visit a lot of friends and relatives homes
and have Christmas with them.  That gets old after a few years and you
start to plan your own holidays in your own ways and build your own
traditions with/without old/new family. {#artist.gif}



When
you get a little older it becomes a time of giving to others iin your
life....the kids, the family and friends and those that seem to be a
little needy in some way.  We take care of the others in life and if we
get something in return then so much the better.{#drinking15.gif}



Then
we reach the "Pammy Stage".  I call it the Pammy Stage because
Pamela'sThoughts was on here the other day laughing about how great it
was to receive gifts again.  And I agree with her.  You spend your life
giving to others and it's time to sit back now that everyone around you
is situated and let them take care of you for a change.  You accept and
give gifts with the same grace and love.  It may just be the most
comfortable stage because while you appreciate all your gifts, you are
also aware that your don't require them to have a great holiday. {#angelgirl.gif}



I
happen to be in a position in life now that I never thought I would be
in.  I don't have my health and while people go out of their way to help
me these days they do it a little more at Christmas.  But the gift I
get at Christmas is better than receiving any present.  This is the only
time of year that I can comfortably give someone else a gift without
them protesting.  I get to give presents to those that show me kindness
and the gift I get in return is the gift of "self sufficiency".  I get
back just a little of my self respect because I am able to show kindness
to those that show me kindness without anyone feeling uncomfortable
about the position that I have put myself in to do it.{#hat.gif}



...and that is why I adore Christmas 2013. {#floating.gif}







Am I Capable of 10 Thoughts Today - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

Am I Capable of 10 Thoughts Today - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster




{#angry.gif}
1.  I woke up mad.  I dreamed my dad had pretended to die and showed up
after 3 years.  It took a few minutes for me to realize that it was a
dream and he is dead.



{#floating.gif} 2.  My cholesterol is good.  148...<200 is desirable

          triglycerides           129...<150 is desirable

         
HDL                      38...<40 is undesirable.  I need to get
back on fish oil and      niacin.  It worked last time I took it.

          VLDL                     26

          LDL                       84...<100 optimal



{#police.gif} 3.  I need a sticker and an oil change.

{#peace.gif} 4.  Pudgy needs to go to the vet

{#yeah-well.gif} 5.  I have got to lose weight.

{#sad.gif} 6.  a friend died the day before yesterday

{#grouphug.gif} 7.  a blogster friend needs our prayers right now

{#guitarplay3.gif} 8.  I can't wait to see my nephew

{#high_five.gif}
9.  I am sooo glad the past 2 months are over.  They were rough and I
can get back on track now.  But I met my goal and that is all that
matters.

{#airborne.gif} 10.  I wish I could travel. I can't even go for more than a very short drive anymore.

My Movie Binge - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster

My Movie Binge - damnpamn's Blog - Blogster



{#goldcup.gif} The Wolf of Wallstreet tops my list of movies I've watched lately.  I loved it.

Gravity was ok.  Glad I saw it.

I did not care for Dallas Buyer's Club.  Heck, I guess I enjoyed it as much as Gravity though.

I
have been watching episodes of Fringe.  A friend has bought 5 seasons
for me.  I really like it but I have to watch each episode 2 or 3 times
because of DAMN WORDS WITH FRIENDS! This is one show you can't
half/assed pay attention to.{#sherlock.gif}

Catching
Fire was good.  But like the books it wasn't as good as Hunger Games
and it was harder to follow.  It did make a little more sense than the
book though.

About Time was really good.  One of those romantic comedies that even the guys will like I think.

{#what-is-going-on-in-here.gif} Nebraska was a really good movie about nothing.

Captain Phillips just didn't do it for me.  I wanted to like it, I just didn't.

Las Vegas was good.  One of those old actor reunion movies but it was really good.{#flag.gif}

I liked Escape with Swchwarzenegger (sp) and Stallone.

I enjoyed Riddick as well.  Always wanted to read the books and never got around to it.

{#smiley-cool.gif} The Family was enjoyable.  A mafia family in protective custody gets "made".  It's funny.

The
new Carrie was good.  I never was much of a fan of the old one and this
one is about on the same level.  The book was great though.

I liked The Butler and Don Jon.  Neither was memorable but I liked them.

I did NOT like the new Percy Jackson movie too much and I was looking forward to it because I liked the first one.

You're Next was good. It is a family gets trapped slasher movie but the twist was good.{#lightsaber.gif}

{#basic-laugh.gif} I thought The Miller's was funny.  Not great but funny.

Insidious 2 was as good as Insidious. That hardly ever happens with scary movies.

Man of Steel - BORING

Red Two was good.

The Internship was cute but those 2 are getting too old for cute movies anymore.{#love-struck.gif}

RIPD sucked.

{#basic-ohsnap.gif} The Conjuring was one of the best scary movies I've ever seen!

Well I ended up going back a couple of months instead of a couple of weeks.  It was fun though.