My lover stands on golden sands and watches the ships that go sailing Shawshank, August 7, 2022 Good morning motherbitches! It’s a bright and sunny day out there. Perfect for ignoring, and doing chores! Yep that’s right, it’s chore day! I’m a weirdo, I actually like doing chores. I really do. The times don’t really count, but I usually follow them. See, I told you I’m a little weird! I mostly ignore the times. The task list is just so I remember to get all the chores completed. Sometimes Pippin helps, sometimes she’s asleep and I can get the bathroom cleaned, and she doesn’t notice. But before the flurry of activity, there’s coffee to be consumed. And that what I have beside me. Big ol mug o coffee. Also, die Katzenprinzessin is on my lap, cinnamon rolled, and “sleeping”. Let’s kick today in the nuts! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
Life You never come home at night because you’re out romancing April 29, 2023 The wonderful sound of the coffee pot means that it’s another sunny and beautiful day. It’s gonna be a windy one. But it’s sunny so that’s all that matters. Chaucer is trying to get on my lap, but I’m still trying to wake up. I don’t really want him up… Read More
Life Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow March 23, 2024 Good morning fellow humans. It’s ya boy Shawshank. We’re all awake here, and Chaucer has pushed Crystal out of the bedroom, because he needed to go to the bathroom, and he hovered until she had cleaned the box. He’s a creature of routine, like me. But his routine is I’ll… Read More
Life She’s a good girl, loves her mama loves Jesus and America, too August 25, 2022 Good morning peoples. We’re getting so much closer to the weekend. I can almost taste the weekend air. Can you? I slept like the dead last night. Half on one side, and half on the other. I think Pippin came in at some point. I know she was next to… Read More
Hello, and welcome to my dumpster fire. It’s Sunday, sunny, and I’m awake, and that’s about the best I can do for you. Chaucer is yowling in the kitchen for some reason. I can’t see him, so I can’t determine what the yowls are about. They might be lonely songs; however, they could also be some rare trash talking and he’s trying to instigate a chase with KnickKnack. We had a boring day, consisting of weekly shopping. Or in my case, makeup shopping. I need to buy something to carry the makeup. Currently, all of what I regularly use is crammed into a small travel bag. I could probably make do with buying two more of the existing bags, but I could also buy one big bag for the same price. I’ve managed to find one, added it to my cart, but haven’t bought it just yet. Later, we went to Home Depot and another Walmart. I was about two hours into “playing” Dragon’s Dogma: Dark Arisen – that is to say, running around avoiding trying to kill the dragon and finish that quest line – when boredom got the best of Brian and he said he wanted to go back out. Me, being like a fucking dog, am always willing to get in the car and go anywhere to get out of the house. We all got back in the truck and went for a drive. Brian bought some stone for the front garden and some juice. I almost bought more makeup, but thought I could find it cheaper on Amazon (I could, but not in the right shade). I managed to fit in about 30 minutes of spin time into the evening. Things were ok for the most part. I wasn’t feeling the music, and thus couldn’t get into the flow as much as I would have liked. Sometimes things click, sometimes they don’t. @poptartapocalypse how’s your weekend? #ledpoi #poi #flowartscommunity #fortheflowmies ♬ Blue Monday – HEALTH https://www.tiktok.com/embed.js I’m not certain what today’s plans are. I know there’s some rocks to put out, and there’s more DD:DA to be played. Since we dined at the Compound two days ago, there’s a chance we’ll stay home today, but it really can go either way. Unlike Shawshank‘s plans for the day, my only real task for today is clearing off one of the cat crates for Chaucer’s trip to the vet tomorrow morning. Since the morning news program is finished, Mom went out for a smoke. Brian stole the remote and has commenced flipping through the same seven channels. I think that’s my sign to go back into my room for a bit. Reply