Let me butter your buns while you stir the stew Shawshank, April 20, 2023 Good morning. It’s cold out there, and I think sometime in the early morning hours, my bed shut off. I woke up around 4:30, then again at 6:30. I was mostly up after that. Cold. The wind hasn’t let up yet, but we have a respite from the snow for a bit I think. It’s not currently snowing, but that could change. All the highways around TinyTown are marked travel not recommended. Chaucer just climbed up on my lap. Now he’s happy. Pippin is sitting in the shelf, looking out, observing her queendom. The coffee is hot, and I’m slowly warming up again. Happy Thursday, I can’t wait to wear shorts again! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life When friends come to call it’s the hap-happiest season of all February 20, 2023 That’s right. It snowed this morning. Just under 2.5 inches of the white stuff, and I’m not talking cocaine. I am literally really getting tired of the snow. And winter. But here we are. Crystal isn’t feeling well this morning. She’s declined coffee and is dozing on the couch next… Read More
Life It wastes time and I’d rather be high think I’ll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile May 24, 2024 Here I am, fresh from a nap. The nap wasn’t that great. It felt like I didn’t sleep at all. But it felt like I was dreaming that I was trying to fall asleep. Does that make any sense? Last nights sleep was about the same. It didn’t take long… Read More
Life Glaciers melting in the dead of night February 11, 2024 Hello world. Good morning, greetings and salutations. It’s a dark Sunday morning here in TinyTown. The coffee is brewing, and we’re awake, but not liking it this morning. After almost a week of setting the alarm for 4:30, it sure is nice to sleep in until 7. I had gotten… Read More