At night we’re painting your trash gold, while you sleep Shawshank, September 4, 2023 Finally, I slept all the way through the night. Huzzah! Crystal even got up sometime in the morning, and I didn’t hear or feel her get up. Hot dog, that was a much better sleep than I’ve had the last 3 or 4 days. So far, it’s bright and sunny outside. It rained in the night, so the ground is still wet, and there’s puddles. It’s supposed to be a little cooler than it’s been. I’ll take it, winter is coming. Nothing planned for today. It’s gonna be a sloth day for sure today. The only thing that I want to do is brunch a little later. It’s the long weekend, and everything is closed. So we’ll just hang out and do labor day things. Which means TV, video games, bacon, and relaxation. But before the relaxation, comes the coffee. Yep, short post this morning, but that’s ok. I don’t have minimums or maximums for posting. Sometimes you just have to go with the flow. Happy day of labors! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life We about to climb, wild, ’cause it’s about to go down October 30, 2022 Awake! The kitties let us sleep in until 7:44 this morning. Pippin is trying to get Chaucer to play with him. He’s sitting on the purste chest, trying to stay out of her tromp zone. He just wants a lap to snuggle in. It’s Sunday! Chore day! Crystal has suggested that I don’t do the… Read More
Life She’s a power girl in a nineties world and she knows just what to do December 7, 2025 Here we are, awake again. Final push for the weekend. The dreaded 10-6 shift. Actually it’s closer to 9:30-6:15. But that’s not important. We’ll get through it. Sundays can go one of two ways: wicked busy, or deathly slow. I hope that it’ll be the third option: just busy enough to pass the day quickly.… Read More
Life Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming March 26, 2021 Good morning, me hearties! It’s Friyay! We freakin made it! It’s a grey day here in TinyTown. This morning my dad left for work early today so I got dressed and grabbed my lunch, leaving a note for my mom, and headed over to The Flat. Coffee is brewing, and I’m about to listen to… Read More