Revvin’ up your engine listen to her howlin’ roar Shawshank, April 11, 2023 First off, happy 16th birthday to Chaucer! Wow 16 years, you don’t look a day older than 10, my friend. Good morning everyone! Hap hap happy Tuesday. The snow is slowly melting here. The back yard around us is just about melted. Most of the planters are out and are placed where I’d like them for the season. One is gets warmer in the overnight hours, and no threats of snow, we’ll start to plant. I slept like the dead last night. I don’t think I moved at all until around 5ish? I’m not sure. I couldn’t get my eyes to focus to see the actual time. But I rolled over and went back to sleep. I didn’t even bother to get dressed yesterday. It was a total sloth day. But today, I’m up and dressed. It’s back to work day. Yesterday, with a tonne of help, I got the 4th Divine Beast. Damn, Thunderblight Ganon was freakin hard. Crystal had to take the controller for a brief moment because I just couldn’t get the timing down. Thanks to her, I have all the Devine beasts. But right now, coffee and Chaucer snuggles. So far it’s a great morning. Happy Tuesday!!! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life I’ve seen a million faces and I’ve rocked them all May 16, 2022 The coffee is all done. I still have a 1/4 full cup beside me. But for all intents and purposes, I’m finished with coffee for the day. It’s actually been a slight flurry of doing stuff this morning. It’s a somewhat nice day out, so I moved Mr. Banana, the… Read More
Life Your eyes get me drunk, stronger than hundred proof April 25, 2026 Just a quick one today, guys. Early morning here. And of course my brain loves to wake up when I have an alarm set. 3:45. Then 4:05. Then 4:15. Then 4:45. Finally at 4:57, I get up an turn off the alarm. So far Podrick is being good. I have… Read More
Life Little darlin’, it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter March 10, 2024 Good morning my Sunday friends. Yep, it’s the end of the weekend, and we’re on the couch with our yummy coffees. I have Chaucer up on my lap, and Pippin is having some breakfast. Spring is slowly making her way back to where we are. In the mornings, if I… Read More