Why Can't i Wear Two Different Shoes????

 With my busy weekend of Karaoke with Butch Menefee I asked Tami to write a little guest blog for me this weekend.  Tami is my BFF that I met in Tennessee back in 2003.  Tami is one of the craziest and big hearted people you could ever have the pleasure of calling your BFF.  The following is a little story written by Tam Hyatt!!


I think most everyone that reads Nanette Crows blog, has known her for years and years.  I met her in 2003 and she simply decided we would be best friends.  I really had no choice in the matter, because once Nanette makes her mind up, that's it.  The young woman you all knew and the woman I have come to know, seem to be two different people.  She is my partner in crime and vise verse,  if one is laughing then the other is probably doing something outrageous.  I like to think that I have been a bad influence on my girl Nanette, you know, because I'm such a bad ass, lol.  Fact is, the woman I have come to know, instigates crazy shit just as often as I do.  There has been no obstacle we have encountered that has beaten us.  And I doubt very much that we will ever encounter one that can. 
Enola, Nanette's daughter, has a habit of scolding Nanette when she does too much or becomes too fearless.  Now, you must understand, Enola is a tad bit scary, has eyes that can cut and slash, with a glance, freeze the soul and makes one want to hide..  One day I will tell yall about the time she stalked me in the Memphis airport (while she was still at her home), completely creeped, me out.  But I digress..Back to the point.

Once Nanette decided we were going to be friends, we quickly became best friends.  Ive never met a woman I admire as much, except for her daughter Enola.  And we laugh together, man how we laugh.  I think I will tell you all about the time that I ended up with only 1 shoe from 2 different pairs of shoes, a right and a left.  Enola and I worked together one summer maintaining a set of rental units when Nanette was still in property management.  This was a good long drive from where we lived, but we enjoyed the drive. I had a habit of driving with my left foot stuck out the window and the music blasting while Enola sang (and quite well might I add) along.  One day, my shoe flew off and I couldn't find it, so I had one right shoe from my favorite ones.  The very next day, while wearing another pair of shoes, very similar to the one I lost, it was Enolas turn to drive.  So, yes, I stuck my right foot out the window and sang along with the radio too.  Can yall believe the right show flew off my foot too? Well it did, and Enola refused to go back and let me find it.  The next day I show up for work with 2 different shoes on.  I didn't think anything of it, but Nanette and Enola (after laughing at me for a few) insisted I looked ridiculous. But I liked these shoes and I wore them, for nearly 2 weeks before they tricked me into going shopping with them to force me into buying new shoes. Have I mentioned that I'm not a big fan of shopping?  After giving in and getting new shoes, they then did the unspeakable.  They threw my old shoes away, explaining to me that they had to for my own sake, that they loved me and could not allow me to walk around looking like a homeless person, (no offense to the homeless).  But I put my foot down on the new shoes though, I bought a nice pair of canvas 'faux' Converse.
I could continue with many more stories of the Crow clan, here at the Crow's Nest, but I think Ill save them for later.....