TANGO-YANKEE

On this wonderful day called Thanksgiving everyone should give thanks (I'm learning to do this on every other day of the year but this day especially is a given).

First, let me explain the title of my post. Working as a 911 dispatcher we are on the radio or phone a lot all the time and phonetics are used on the job. I think everyone knows what phonetics are but, if not, let me educate you. A phonetic alphabet assigns a word to each letter (Alpha for A, Bravo for B, etc.) so that they can be pronounced and understood by those via phone/radio. S's sound F's on the phone, P's sound like T's, Z's or V's when speaking depending on someone's enunciation, accent etc.

Anywho.Some of our guys sometimes say "Tango-Yankee" as an abbreviation for thank you (T-Y, get it? haha!). I know it sounds stupid (after all, it's more syllables to say tango-yankee than thank you-so not really an abbreviation when you think about it) but I think it's utterly uh-dorable, especially if they have a deeply heavy hispanic accent (common in Florida!) and it comes out as "Tango-Jankee" (soooo cute!).

 So, today I'm saying Tango-Yankee for all the thinks I want to give tango thanks for.

1) My husband. Because, well, besides the fact that he is totally delicious to look at and awesome as a man/husband, today he is at home cooking Thanksgiving dinner all by his lonesome (yes ladies, my husband cooks.No, no, you can't have him, he's taken. Back off bitch!) while I'm at work.

2) My job. Because even though I am at work they try and make it enjoyable (one of our lieutenants is bringing us lunch today-isn't that nice?) and unfortunately crime never stops but it keeps me in a job--thank you God that I have a job-one that I enjoy and is interesting. (I've got stories galore that would wow the pants off a nun--assuming she was wearing pants. I mean, under the habit of course. Okay, I'm not sure where I was going with this analogy but I'm pretty sure it stopped making sense at the nun so...moving on.)

3) My daughter. She is just such.a.good.kid. And I mean, wow. I couldn't have ever picked a better kid. She has every great characteristic that I never had and I thank the Lord every.stinking.day. that this is the case. Because he did right by bringing her into my world. (lets just cross our fingers that I don't screw her up before she turns 18, 'mmmkay?)

4) My family. No, not my immediate husband/daugther. I'm talking about those peeps in Oklahoma that I miss so much (Lets give a shout out to the Okies! Holla atcha mom and sis!) Can't wait to see you at Christmas time--please keep praying for snow when we visit. Today it's a pleasant refreshing unagreeable 83 degrees in Florida. I am friggin' jealous as hell of the 33 degree weather I saw on the news this morning that OK is experiencing today. It should be chilly for Thanksgiving. But, I digress- this post isn't about whining and complaining. It's a Tango-Yankee kinda post.

 5)Friends. Okay, well, for me, friend. (I'm a bit of a hermit- and my "stellar" personality, as I reprise the roll of Bitch on a daily basis, hasn't landed me the title of "most friendly" in many, many years). So, I'm thankful for my kindred spirit friend that gets me-and accepts me-bitch in all.

That's not all I'm thankful for but they're the top things. Hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving. And don't forget to give a nice big "Tango-Yankee!" for all those things that are dear to you.