And a voice that is dark like tinted glass Shawshank, August 31, 2020 So I couldn’t make the snacks for my dad, because there were already some, and my mom doesn’t like to have too many floating around the house, because my gramma will sneak them. There’s been a few times my mom has gone to pack my dads lunch, and there’s like 1 or 2 left. It’s not good for my gramma to sneak sweet treats because of her sugarbeatus, and the fact that she won’t admit that she took them. I’ve tried the snack that I would’ve been making, i didn’t like it, so I wouldn’t be sneaking it. Life blogbloggercakefoodit wasn’t mesnackssneak
Life They’ll never know you’re just a bagel January 8, 2024 Good morning, my friends. It’s Monday morning, and it snowed just a little last night. I shovelled off the lanai this morning. it’s also a little brisk out there. It’s our week for a bit of a cold snap. It’s currently 0°, but it’s -11° with the wind. Oh, and… Read More
Life And what the hell is on Joey’s head? October 3, 2025 The Beautiful One let me sleep in this morning. I was slowly starting to wake up. Or in my dream I was starting to wake up. It felt like I was. But dream Shawshank was slowly waking up. The last time I was awake was when I ushered Podrick out… Read More
Life The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around April 29, 2026 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… Read More
Ah, the photo that makes me wonder every time I see it, “Is it frosting? Is it cocaine? Do strawberries actually go well with some of that fine, fine Florida snowflake.” Reply