Author: Shawshank

I’m just a 40-something bearded guy trying to get a fresh start.

Stick like toffee, sip like coffee

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Well well, well. Good afternoon, bitches. It’s m, oh hod, it’s only Tuesday. But, at least it’s not Monday. I’m home from work, and from Shady Acres. I had to clean the pellet stove, and move yet another freakin table up from downstairs.

HOW MANY TABLES DOES MY MOTHER OWN?

Anyways, this morning, I watched our milk truck get pulled over from the highway patrol. It was a routine stop. After the truck driver told the cop that it was his last day, and he was retiring – the cop let him go.

Other than that, the day went a lot quicker today. It was busier which is nice. Busier makes the day go quicker. Of course it was busier, it’s the first day of the cold snap. Because, of course.

Crystal had texted this morning say that she took the wings out for dinner. Wooho! Wings for dinner!

Feel the magic, there’s something that drives me wild

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Remember that meme that I posted a couple of days ago about second winter? It arrived last night. It snowed an inch or two last night, and it’s been slowly getting colder and colder. Tomorrow, the high will be 2°. Yay. Winter is coming.

We went to bed at 10 last night, because I had to get up early for work. I passed right now. Quickly. Then I was up at like 12:30, to pee. The next time I got up was 4:29. I stood over the bed and the alarm clock like a creeper, just wishing for the damn alarm to go off.

It did.

And there was much rejoicing.

Now I’m home, and we just transferred 4kg of frozen chicken breasts into smaller bags. Needless to say, we won’t need to get chicken for a while. Yay for food!

Can you take me higher? To a place where blind men see

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The coffee is brewing, and the sun is slowly rising over the houses here in TinyTown. It’s another day. The last day off before next weekend. The cats are slinking around the flat this morning. I’ve already tried and failed to wrangle the cats.

I slept like the dead last night. I think once I got comfortable, I didn’t really move. So I’m a little stiff and sore this morning. That’s just me getting old though, so there’s that to look forward to, if you’re young and reading this. If you are, and you are, do everything possible to stay young.

Wear sunscreen.

Nothing much planned for today. Chores. Brunch. The typical Sunday fare. I actually like Sundays. I like doing the chores. And eating the bacon. We had a highdea last night of taking our garlic and mozzarella breadsticks and putting them in the waffle maker. We’ll have to report back if we do that.

We’re under a special weather warning for the next couple of days. A stupid Alberta clipper is flying through here tonight, and will be fucking up the weather for the next couple of days. They say we’ll be missing most of the snow, but we’ll be getting the winds. Oh, the winds.

I’d rather have the snow.

I need another cup of coffee, so I’ll sign off here. Crystal must be relieved that I didn’t put on the sage this morning. Last night, I was teasing her that we were going to binge Twilight all morning and hopefully complete it before heading to Shady Acres this afternoon.

Maybe I’ll still put it on. We’re wild, and crazy here. It could happen!

I was cutting the rug down at place called The Jug

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Good morning everyone! It’s that time of the year, when the alarm goes off at 7, it’s starting to get daylight out. It’s amazing. Winter is coming. But it’s almost fully light out there.

But of course, there’s the wind.

There’s always some sort of wind out there. According to the weather app, it’s supposed to be windy with a high of 37°. It’s supposed to be cloudy all day, then totally switch over to a windy day.

Nothing much going on right now. Chaucer bullied his way on to my lap. Pippin is over my shoulder, staring at the lamp, like she’s just noticed its presence this morning. She’s a weird one for sure.

It’s long distance chore day. I have to make a grocery list, as we’re heading off to SlightlyBiggerTown later on this morning to grab some stuff for the next week. We also need some weed, since I’ve been freeloading off of Crystal’s vape at night for the last couple of days.

Pippin has just kicked Chaucer off my lap, so it’s the start of a typical morning here. The coffee has finished brewing, and we’ve come to the end of another post.

Let’s all have a great Saturday!