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 This is a song for the ladies, but fella’s, listen closely. February 5, 2023 Oh, well hello there, my friends. When did you get here? The Flat is officially awake. I’ve been up since around 6:30ish, and Crystal suspects that she’s been up since around 5:30. It wasn’t my fault this time. Chaucer was snuggled up very close to her. And he’s like a… Read More
Life I was down at the New Amsterdam September 23, 2020 What a long day yesterday. In the truck for about 8.5 hours. That makes for a long day. The part that was supposed to be fixed, couldn’t be, for the price that they were willing to pay, so we brought it back. Frustrating on that end. Although, I was surprised… Read More
Life And Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al September 3, 2021 Good morning everyone, welcome to Friyay! It’s been a long long week here, and I’m ready for the weekend for sure. I left my plants outside last night. I don’t know how much longer that I’ll be able to do that – let alone leave them out during the day,… Read More