It’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams Shawshank, November 4, 2020 Morning. Need coffee. It was an ok sleep. Just not long enough. Fell asleep about a half hour later than normal. And I was out like a light. I was part way to the second hand store yesterday, when my mom called and said my dad needed help out in the farm. So I turned around got the truck and drove there I am so sore. And it’s not a good sore. And I’m going back today. I’ll probably be there most of the day, because there’s a lunch packed for me. So it should be a good day today. It seems to run on some sort of electricity That’s what we’re rebuilding. Every part, so heavy. Stupid farm equipment! Life blogbloggercoffeeelectionjournalmorningssoreTinyTowntired
Life Une louloute est venue chez-moi Poupée de cellophane, cheveux chinois Un sparadrap, une gueule de bois A bu ma bière dans un grand verre En caoutchouc December 2, 2025 Good morning. Like Crystal has mentioned, Podrick is so close to be opening doors. Thankfully, I put a weight on the bedroom side of the door, so he can’t get his paw under the door to pull. He was rather quiet this morning. I think I kicked him out of… Read More
Life Well, I guess he forgot about the Smoky Mountain rain February 2, 2026 I really feel bad for Crystal, having to deal with the orange meatwad. He’s a morning cat for sure. Crystal did her best, and barred him from the bedroom. I have no idea what time that was, but minutes after she shut him out of the bedroom, my bladder said… Read More
Life It’s just another manic Monday June 20, 2022 I slept in! You heard that right. I managed to make it to 7:22. Listen, that’s big for me. Even bigger for Pippin. She was curled up next to me. I woke up and it’s gray out. We’re expecting some rain, maybe even a thunder storm. We’ll see. Yesterday was… Read More