I’m so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest Shawshank, October 20, 2024 I’m awake. The bed was so snuggly, I didn’t want to leave. But I had to. I got shit to do. But currently I have Chaucer holding me down. He’s snuggled right in. I slept like the dead. Today, we don’t have too much on our table. I have laundry to do. Brunch to cook, and later, I’ll be hauling 10 bags of wood pellets into Shady Acres. I don’t really have too much else to say, so here’s a picture. Look at that for a little while, it’ll take some time for me to wake up. Happy Sunday my friends, pop over to Crystal’s page to ask her about a cake! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
Life That old diesel engine made an eerie sound January 23, 2026 We’ve been in a cold snap in the area. I checked my weather app last night, and it told me it was -45° with the wind. Well, the wind has died down a little this morning, but it’s still freakin cold out there. like I told the kid I was… Read More
Life The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s movin’ around December 5, 2022 Another Sunday over, a new Monday – just begun. Welcome back to the land of the awoken. Awaken? Woke? I don’t know, it sounded better in my mind. I’m awake, and you’re awake. Here’s some coffee. It’s hot, and tasty. Yesterday was a pretty good day. We slept in just… Read More
Life Gravy coming hot like I’m hoppin’ off the griddle August 18, 2022 Good morning all you party people! We’re slowly inching closer and closer to the weekend. Can we make it? Yes we can! Yes, that’s right, it’s Thursday. The red headed stepchild of the week. It should technically be the weekend, but it’s not. But we’re close. I slept like the… Read More