Life And the story begins with a song of rebellion Shawshank, September 1, 2020 I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. I slept mostly through the night. Only sat up twice to clear nasal passages, and to cool off a little bit. The alarm played for a while before I even heard it. Usually, I’ll hear it right at the beginning…. Continue Reading
Life And a bucket of vindaloo. Bucket!* Shawshank, August 31, 2020 I long for a Vindaloo. I’m looking, and I think I found a recipe for a tasty chicken Vindaloo that I might make one day. I wouldn’t even add the spicy spice to it, because I live with people that think ketchup is spicy. The spice jar that has the… Continue Reading
Life 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… Continue Reading
Life Just another manic Monday Shawshank, August 31, 2020 Well, it’s Monday. I’m up, showered, and have a cup of coffee in front of me. I got the local CTV news station on. It’s a crisp 6c outside this morning. I have the ingredients for a snack for Neal on the counter, I’ll try to elbow my way into… Continue Reading
Life With hands quick as light Shawshank, August 29, 2020 I’ve had batter sleeps. With these damned allergies, I can seem to breathe at night. Last night was bad. And it was supposed to to be cool last night. Spoiler alert; it wasn’t. Or it didn’t feel cool. I was hot, cold, hot hot, cold. I was up in the… Continue Reading
Life Well, I just got into town an hour ago Shawshank, August 28, 2020 It’s Fri-Yay! Y’all made it! It’s a cool breezy day here in TinyTown. Yesterday was grocery day. We blew through it in record time, and was back to the house by noon. I bought a bag of books dirty cheap at the second hand store, and set up my own… Continue Reading