Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet Shawshank, May 26, 2023 It’s a bright and sunny morning here. Perfect for a Friyay! The birds are singing, and there’s only a slight breeze, which makes the morning nice and cool – all the humidity of yesterday is gone. According to the weather app, the gray skies and possible thunder storms are on the way for this afternoon. I’m told we “need” the rain. But let the damn farmers fry the seed in the ground. Then you can rain! Until then give me some nice and warm temps and let summer come out. Good morning all you cool cats and kittens. Are you ready for the weekend? I think I am. The week has gone pretty quickly, but day to day – at least to me, felt like forever. Hopefully today will go quickly. Yesterday I left work so very tired for some reason. It wasn’t a bad day, I priced two pages of accessories. Then after they were priced, I spent the next couple of hours putting them up on the website. Mostly planters and dust catchers. Nothing that jumped out at me, that I needed. So much junk! I just realized that this wasn’t even all of it. This picture needs more rugs! But I’m ready for the weekend – grab a cup of coffee and prepare for Saturday! Let’s kick Friday in the nuts! Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Simply having a wonderful Christmastime December 15, 2024 Got started a little later than normal. I was a slug and didn’t want to get out of bed due to the warmth it was providing to us. But soon or later I’d have to emerge from my cocoon. So I figured it was time, and my body lurched to… Read More
Life You my lil’ suga, I’m yo’ little chulo November 17, 2025 Podrick’s being Podrick this morning. And my neck is locked up. It seems like every winter this happens. It’ll be a few days to a week before I can turn my neck all the way on both sides. Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. It wasn’t too busy, nor too slow…. Read More
Life Living my life in and out of the twilight zone July 28, 2025 That’s great, it starts with an earthquake. Metaphorically. Podrick, annoyed from being locked out of the bedroom, finally launched his attack. It sounded like he threw his body at the door. It was at that time, Crystal and I were ripped from slumber. Because in my dreams, The Beautiful One… Read More