If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough

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It was quiet this morning. Too quiet. I swear I was going to get up, and check on Podrick. My mind went to, maybe he hurt himself and that’s why he’s not raising hell. But, nope, I took advantage of the quietness.

But we’re up now, and it’s bright and sunny out there. Hopefully, it’ll stay sunny. We’ve had too many gray days. Spring needs to wake the fuck in, and start asserting herself over what’s left of Old Man Winter. According to the weather app, it should be a very nice day outside. Tomorrow, should be even better.

Oh lawd, I don’t have anything else in me to write down this morning. I’ll probably open the back door once I let Pippin out of the bedroom. They seem to like the back door being open. They sit side by side and just watch the world go by.

So let’s raise our coffee cups in what is known to be the coffee cup salute. Happy Thursday everyone. Make it the best Thursday of the week!

The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around

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It’s now the middle of the week. Podrick was being Podrick this morning. But, 6:30 is a lot better than 4:30-5, so I’ll take it. He only got me out of bed (and I think deep down, he knows it’ll get me out of bed), because he was playing on the entertainment stand, pulled out the Switch controller charger. So with that clattering to the ground, I got up. so in about 15 minutes, the cats will be fed.

It’s bright and sunny out there. Without looking at my weather app, I really hope that for the most part it’ll be sunny for most of the day. Hey, it could happen. But then I check the app. It might still happen, but the forecast is saying something different.

Half way through the week, and the weekend is starting to loom out there on the periphery. Only a few more shifts, and boom! it’s the weekend. We’ll be heading into SlightlyBiggerTown on Saturday. Then if my parents have to go to CapitalCity for chemo treatments, we’ll have the entire weekend to ourselves. We’ll find out more the closer we get to the weekend.

Time for more coffee. Another hour or so, I’ll open the back door for the cats to enjoy.

Well, I was down at a local beer joint with a few of the guys when this cute little country girl caught my eye

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I think I’m getting used to Podrick’s antic in the mornings. Mostly. It was around 6:30 when I finally had enough of a 20lb cat either bouncing across my chest, or bruise inducing feet marching across my legs.

But we’re all up, and I have Pippin relaxing on my lap. Podrick is trilling while looking out the front window. There must be a small bird out in the front yard. It’s a gray day out there. I don’t think it’s going to get sunny today. Well, might have a bit of sun for an hour or so this morning, but otherwise it’s an overcast day.

Back to work this afternoon. It wasn’t too bad yesterday. It was busy, and not busy at the same time for most of the evening. It made most of the time go pretty quickly. It did slow down around 7:30 or so, but that worked out for us to take care of the closing checklist pretty quick.

Kitties have been fed. All is right in their world. Except for Podrick. He does not approve of his breakfast. He’d rather scavenge in the sink, instead of eating his very tasty compressed kibble.

So, yeah, I think it’s Tuesday. Time marches forward.

Yeah, the closest to Heaven that I’ll ever be is somewhere with you under a big old oak tree

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Well, 6:15 is a lot better than 5:30. He’s so much more of a morning person than I am. He’s just so hyper. Hopefully soon, he’ll relax a little more, and snuggle on the bed with us in the morning, instead of climbing the screen.

We wanting the Shady Acres yesterday afternoon. My dad isn’t feeling well from the chemo treatments. He’s still in somewhat good spirits – he can, for right now, joke about his hair loss. But we (I mean really none of us) what’re the shows that were on TV. I remember one episode about the Amber Room, and a couple of other history shows with paid actors doing recreations. Crystal played Civ 6. Mom and dad, watched shitty AI Facebook videos, and I surfed the information superhighway.

Back to work this afternoon. Monday through Friday – I don’t even really care about if I’m working the weekend or not, I’ll just be happy to have two days off in a row. So that’ll be fun. See in my mind, I’m already planning. Payday is Friday, so we’ll be going for groceries and supplies on Saturday, etc.

So yeah, it’s Monday – blah, blah, blah. At least the sun is shining for now. I wonder what kind of winter weather we’re going to get this afternoon. I have to admit, this will there or won’t there be spring is starting to get really old.

So let’s refill the coffees, and start the day. Happy Monday, everyone.

Honey, you’re the closest to Heaven that I’ll ever be

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Podrick wasn’t really Podrick this morning. He was just loud. Loud wakes me up. Sleep daddy also woke me up. I can’t explain it. Most of the time I like just the quiet music. But today I’ve reset the music to when Timmy’s was talking. But before I actually got up I was way off my playlist. Not off of it. Just too far down the playlist. I backed up 5 or 5 times to get to one I wanted.

By that time I was awake.

So here we are, it’s 6:02 in the morning, on my only day off until next Saturday. Maybe I’ll fall asleep at Shady Acres while waiting for dinner. Who knows. We were supposed to go over a little early so I could help fix the dryer. But my father isn’t feeling well from the chemo, so I’m we’ll just go over for dinner. I did tell my mom, that if he’s not feeling well, we can stay at home. But she needs a break too.

It’s way too early to keep putting coherent thoughts together, so just know deep down, my weather app is threatening snow in 8 days.

Winter is coming.