I don’t need to fight to prove I’m right Shawshank, November 27, 2021 Good morning! I was having weird dreams that I think I was a drug dealer. Or something. There was Breanne of Tarth, in very weird armour, and just a mishmash of images. It was very strange. I think I was just about to get paid from the head drug dealer when my alarm went off. Strange, huh? At one point I was either undercover or something, but for a brief couple of dream seconds, I was in a wheelchair as well. But now I’m up and dressed, and the news is one while I wait for the coffee to finish brewing. Let’s get this day started, so it can be over. After today – I have two shifts left before my little vacation. Happy Saturday y’all! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Making love out by the lake to our favorite song November 10, 2022 We’ll, hello there my friends. It’s a dark, chilly morning here in TinyTown. The breeze is light, and it looks like it’ll be another cool day out. The weekend is in sight! That’s right. I just have to survive today, and then I won’t have to go back to work… Read More
Life You like my gin and tonic kisses, ’cause you know they taste so sweet February 20, 2026 Podrick is getting better, mostly, in the morning. He was just a little bit Podrick. He knocked down the box of Q-Tips, and that’s what really woke me up. So I rolled out of bed. I guess it’s time to start the day. It’s still freakin cold out there. It’s… Read More
Life Baby, baby, it looks like it’s gonna hail January 9, 2022 Good morning everyone. It doesn’t seem as cold outside, even though the weather app says it is. Yesterday, we made a weed infused carrot cake last night. I think it was pretty good. It just took a long time to make! Then we binged WandaVision. What a really good show…. Read More