His eyes are cold and restless, his wounds have almost healed Shawshank, January 19, 2024 Good morning, good afternoon my friends. I didn’t feel like posting at 4:40 in the morning, so I figured that I would defer it to this afternoon, and now here I am! While the week just seemed to fly by, it’s been a long week. I actually worked 5 days this week, after all the holidays. Boom, right back to it. So that took a little to get used to this week! I’m a little sore today. I slipped and fell yesterday afternoon, after checking the mail. I got home, and emailed the town. I just got an email back saying that it was sanded the day before, but they send someone out to double check it. They were actually working on it as I was again checking the mail. Yay for communication! Not too much going this afternoon/this weekend. I don’t think we’re going anywhere, so I don’t really plan on straying too far from the house. In good news, the wind has died down, and it’s a lot warmer out there. That’s very nice. I don’t mind the cold too much, but the wind is another thing of its own. Ok you’re all caught up. Let’s call it a day. Happy Friyay everyone! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTownup early
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Life ‘Cause they love him in London and Paris and Tokyo America, Scotland and Canada and Mexico June 8, 2025 Good gray morning. It’s gray and it’s been rainy, and windy. It’s supposed to be like this all day. I feel bad, it’s grad weekend. No grad parade yesterday. There was tonnes of wind, and it threatened to rain for the day. Didn’t really do too much when I got… Read More
Life Ooh, mamacita, now you’re ringin’ the bell May 1, 2025 One day I’ll sleep all the way through the night. Only had to get up once, but every time I rolled over, I woke up. It was a tossy turny night. And I was totally stuffed up. It’s spring time on the prairies. I could feel the tiny bull bounce… Read More