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 I said ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh November 18, 2022 It’s Friyay! We’ve made it! The celebration coffee is brewing happily away in the kitchen, and the kittens are stalking around. Pippin is in the window, and Chaucer is around somewhere. So a typical morning at The Flat. Yesterday NewNewGirl was in. But like Tuesday, and Wednesday, I’ll be alone… Read More
Life I got that devilish flow, Rock and Roll, no halo, we party rock June 15, 2023 Good gray morning my friends. It looks like it going to rain out there. Hopefully not, as I have a delivery to do later on this morning. So we’ll play it by ear. Maybe shift the delivery to later on. Who knows. It’s Thursday morning. We’re getting closer to the… Read More
Life It’s getting freaky on the floor feel that rumbling sound February 4, 2024 Good morning world. We’re all awake here. Chaucer is crying to try and trash talk Pippin. Pippin is off somewhere doing Pippin things. The coffee has given us a gift this morning, in the form of liquid energy. I had a good sleep. I can’t remember if I got up… Read More