He said, “Son, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken the beaten and the damned?” Shawshank, September 16, 2021 I was just about to write happy Friyay everyone. But then I realized we couldn’t be that lucky! NewGirl has managed to keep her job, there’s that. She spent the whole day on the phones touching base and following up with all her clients – all the things she should’ve been doing the last 3 months. Anywayyyyys. It’s Thursday, it’s raining and grey here, and I’m wearing a sweater. Coffee is brewing and the news is on. Yesterday I send out a box of newspapers and I retesting things to Crystal. I think she’ll enjoy the neat stuff in there. Ok that’s enough jibber jabber. I needs me some coffee. Let’s start the day! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life And her memory is all that is left for you now February 6, 2021 I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. It was so warm and snuggly, and the outside world is cold and mean. I could’ve slept in at least anoint hour or two I believe. If it was my choice I wouldn’t go into work today. I’m really hopeful… Read More
Life Stayin’ the whole night through it feels so good to be with you May 29, 2024 Here I am. Mostly awake. I went down for a nap, and I don’t think that I actually slept. It was the lightest sleep possible. we are not impressed. Yesterday wasn’t too bad. It was a weird night. Both me and TisimBoy were off our games. Last Sunday they up… Read More
Life Yeah, bitch, I said what I said September 24, 2023 Good morning. It’s still pretty grainy out there. I think it supposed to be like this pretty much all weekend. Blech. I’m not too fond of grainy days. Yep, just checked – this is as good as it gets weather-wise today. Chances of random drizzle/rain today as well. Least we… Read More