Knocking me out with those American thighs Shawshank, May 8, 2022 Good morning everyone! It’s a bright and sunny morning here in TinyTown. So far. We’re expecting some more rain this afternoon. The hens and chicks are out on the deck this morning. I may or may not bring them in when it starts to rain. On one had, they’re due for some water, on the other, I don’t know how long it’ll rain today. Crystal will know what to do. I have a decision in front of me. On the 18th, the library is doing a meet and greet with the animal rescue here in town for an adoption day for their cats and kittens. Do I want a kitty? Yes I do. Am I ready for the responsibility of looking after another life? That’s the sticking point. That’s what makes me a little nervous. And even thinking about it gives me a little anxiety. I have some time, so I’ll keep it in the back of my mind. I have some thinking to do. Today is chore day! Laundry, and general cleaning will be happening all up in here today. Not too much to clean around here. Some dusting and pretty much just tidying up. But for right now, just some coffee, and Dateline on the NBC News Now on YouTube. Happy Sunday y’all! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallax y SundaymorningsTinyTown
Life Girl you know I want your love January 23, 2021 Awake, he exclaims. And immediately regrets waking up. The outside world is cold. My bed was so warm and cuddly. It’s Saturday according to my phone. I work today, and normally my dad doesn’t when it’s not seeding or harvest. I usually have my Saturday mornings to myself. But I… Read More
Life Just a steel town girl on a Saturday night March 30, 2022 Good morning! Hap hap happy Wednesday. Half way through the week. Almost there! We’re almost to Friyay. We can make it! I again, was out like a light. I even managed to sleep ALL the way through the night. I didn’t get up once. It was amazeballs. I’m sitting here… Read More
Life In the spur of the moment, some other boots could buy me a beer May 24, 2026 The hallway looks like it was a Tom Jones concert – “woo-woo boys” underwear strewn about. I checked, and I’m pretty sure that they’re not mine. Both cats were pretty good this morning. I believe I was used as a pommel horse just once, and that was just lucky timing…. Read More