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 But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be on your own front door* October 30, 2020 Weird dreams last night. Stephen King only write his first 3 or 4 books, and was just a small time short story writer. No one had heard of him. I had a book of his short stories, with like half of them missing. Crystal had written in some from memory,… Read More
Life I bet she’s never had a backstreet guy November 17, 2022 Good morning! Hap hap happy Thursday! It’s dark, breezy and cold. No snow though, I think we sent all of our snow down to Buffalo. They’re expected to get three or four feet by the end of Saturday. Since I put the bricks in front of the laundry doors, Pippin… Read More
Life With a boulder on my shoulderFeelin’ kinda olderI tripped the merry-go-round September 16, 2022September 16, 2022 Good morning party people! It’s finally Friyay! All that stand between me and the weekend is just one shift at the shop. I can make it! I know it. I slept pretty good last night. Just a little tossy turny. My neck is still toight like a toiger. I’m sure… Read More