He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline Shawshank, August 17, 2020 “Please stop talking to me.” That’s what om thinking this morning. It’s not even 8am, you’re supposed to be asleep. My mom is awake, she re-organized my grammas craft area, and is actively trying to get me to talk to her. The coffee isn’t finished brewing. Yes folks, I can hear my gramma moving around. Shady Acres is awake 40 minutes early today. Happy Monday ya’ll. Oh god I need some coffee. I think it’s gonna be one of those days here. Life blogcoffeeconversationslifemornings
Life I feel magic when I touch your dress silk and satin, leather and lace June 12, 2024 *yawn* Sup bitches, it’s ya boy Shawshank. I’m tired, and we’re under a thunderstorm watch, as well as a tornado watch. Good times. Man, 4:30 comes early in the morning. That’s the only thing I don’t like about first shift. Getting up. But I got up, and survived the work… Read More
Life Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight March 16, 2021 It’s freaking snowing out. I’ll let that sink in. More snow. It was just about all gone. We were close to not having to clean the cars off, or now having to play the game “is there sheer ice under the snow?” It’s back to work today. BossLady will be… Read More
Life So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose March 5, 2021 I think it’s Friyay. If it is, woohoo, we made it! If not, we’re almost there, you can do it! So yesterday, I went to the post office and asked if it didn’t come in yesterday, if the post mistress could call CaptialCity, and I’d go there. About an hour… Read More