Don’t the hours grow shorter as the days go by? Shawshank, August 20, 2021 It’s raining. But that doesn’t matter, because today is Friyay – the Rex Manning day of the week. If Friday was a car, it would be an El Camino. Cool, yet able to carry stuff in the back. Kind of like a mullet. Form and function. The coffee is brewing, and I’m wearing a toque. And pants. And socks. A week ago, I was wearing flip flops and shorts. But I digress. Anyways – let’s all have a super Friday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life It’s Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve roll up on you like Christopher Reeves March 16, 2022March 16, 2022 Good morning everyone. I was up a couple of minutes before the alarm went off. A little stuffed up, so I was a little difficult to breathe through my nose. Welcome to spring. But I’m up and dressed. So that’s something. I’m a little sore from yesterday. My plan for… Read More
Life Armed with will and determination, and grace, too July 12, 2023 Welp, it’s morning again. I’ve been up on and off since around 4 this morning. Between Pippin, unruly sheets, and losing the power of breathing through one’s nose, it was a tossy turny morning. Chaucer is already crawling up on to my lap. Pippin is off doing Pippin things, and… Read More
Life I’m gonna tell you bout a beat, that’s gonna make you move your feet July 12, 2025 Good afternoon, bitches. Finally home. I was up at the ass-crack of dawn, so I could be at work at o’dark thirty to open up the shop. My coworker was late, because he thought we opened at 10am. Technically, he was only 5 minutes late. I got the store open… Read More