Oh, thunder only happens when it’s raining Shawshank, October 12, 2020 I remembered a dream! Picture it: Main St. TinyTown – the street is wide enough to actually do this. A foodtruck – painted bright red, with a white Anchor Bakes logo on it, and awning, and two picnic table in front of the food truck. Cupcakes, Coffee, and Company. Soup, and sauce on Sundays. That was what took me a while to fall asleep. Life anchor bakesblogbloggercoffeedreamsfoodtruckjournalTinyTown
Life Heart breaker, soul shaker I’ve been told about you December 28, 2023 Welp, here we are again. Up at the ass crack of dawn. I’ve actually been up for about 15 minutes before the alarm. That’s the story. When it’s my day off, I’ll sleep right up to the alarm. Work days, up before the alarm. I can’t explain it, and I’m… Read More
Life Carve the turkey turn the ball game on mix margaritas when the eggnog’s gone December 25, 2025 Good morning, merry Christmas! I hope y’all have a great day, and enjoy being with family and friends today. We have a whirl wind day planned. Over to the nursing home for a Christmas lunch with gramma, and then home for a couple of hours to bake a cake, and… Read More
Life But I, somehow, some wayKeep comin up with funky ass shit nearly every single day May 29, 2021 The sun is shining, and the birds ares singing. The coffee is brewing. I’m up and dressed. I think in an effort to get me out of the house and in turn keep me from sitting and wallowing, my mom invited me to go to BiggerTown today. Last night when… Read More