She had dumps like a truck truck truck – thighs like a what what what Shawshank, October 26, 2020 ITS VOTING DAY TODAY! I’m excited, I think the last time I voted, I was 19. So this is a bit of a big deal. I have to laugh, on the inside; my mom is quizzing my dad who to vote for. “Which Party are you voting for? “Um, its the Saskatoon, no, Saskatchewan Party.” “Who’s the candidate?“ “Can you write his name down for me?” So funny, she hasn’t asked me yet. I don’t think she will. I slept pretty well last night, just up about a half hour before the alarm went off, but I went back to sleep for the half hour. Time for coffee, happy Monday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownvotevote or die
Life Don’t the hours grow shorter as the days go by? August 20, 2021 It’s raining. But that doesn’t matter, because today is Friyay – the Rex Manning day of the week. If Friday was a car, it would be an El Camino. Cool, yet able to carry stuff in the back. Kind of like a mullet. Form and function. The coffee is brewing,… Read More
Life Tumble outta bed – and I stumble to the kitchen January 8, 2021 Good morning beautiful people. We made it, happy Friyay. Is Friday, still a Friday when you work on Saturday? I think that’s a question for the ages. It’s like a chicken or the egg. I passed right out last night. And I don’t think that I moved at all. I’m… Read More
Life They could care less – as long as someone will bleed November 12, 2020 So my first night, my trail by fire went really well. Thankfully it’s not an every day thing. I didn’t get home till shortly after 10. About an hour after I take my sleepy time medicine. So needless to say I slept like shite. Tossing and turning. Bad dreams. up… Read More