Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure Shawshank, March 17, 2021 Woah, slow down. I’m not in an exotic place that has palm trees. It’s currently -12c outside, but I look at the palm trees and just feel warm! Coffee is brewing. I remember some dreams. I was dreaming that it was Friday. I was dreaming the BossLady had a massive sale, and I could actually afford to shop at work. I think there was another one but I can’t remember now. I have to remember to bring some poptarts to work. Usually about 11, and about 3, I get so hungry. I figured the poptarts might help. I just keep forgetting them. I hope everyone has a great day, we’re almost to the end people, almost! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Midnight, and I’m a-waitin’ on the twelve-oh-five January 8, 2025 The Beautiful One let me sleep in. I was able to ignore Chaucer in full asshole mode this morning. Repeatedly. For a cat that never makes a sound sure loves to scream just as we go to sleep, and again when he thinks we should get up. Good times. Work… Read More
Life She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumbIn the shape of an “L” on her forehead January 10, 2022 Good morning! It’s dark, but it’s warmer outside. Warmer than it’s been in a long long time. The first round of coffee has been made, and we each have a cup. It’s the best part of wakin up: some coffee in my cup. It’s been a very nice weekend. Tomorrow,… Read More
Life Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on January 24, 2022 Good morning my friends. It’s o dark thirty here. Dark, cold, and quiet. Crystal made it back to Florida, after a whirlwind sightseeing tour of west coast airports. Where as I had chore day, and dinner over at Shady Acres. I cleaned The Flat, and it looks very empty in… Read More