She wanna dip me like them fries in her Frosty Shawshank, October 27, 2022 Good morning y’all! I slept like the dead. I don’t know if the kitties played or just went to sleep in the living room or something. My head hit the pillow, and I was out out, out. Then the alarm went off. We’re both up now, and I’m trying to shake the groggies out of my bean. I have my coffee next to me, and gosh darn it, it tastes pretty good so far. Speaking of the kitties, Crystal asked last night if we should move the bell-ball that was sitting in the middle of the hallway. I said, surprise me. And then we totally forgot to move it. When we woke up, it hadn’t moved from the hallway, which makes me think they just found a comfy spot to sleep. But, it’s Thursday. Inching closer to the end of the week. Also inching closer to Crystal spinning poi at the local haunted hotel walk through. It should be pretty cool. She did a dress rehearsal, to see if what she wanted to wear would be warm enough to perform after dark. Her costume passed the test, and she got about a half hour of spin time. I need more coffee. Let’s go Thursday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life So I settled for a burger and a grape snow cone I dropped her off early but I didn’t go home November 27, 2024 Good morning my friends. Looking out the window, it looks like it’s snowing out there. Not much, but white stuff is falling slowly and peacefully. Also, I’m sick. I feel not slightly better, but slightly worse than yesterday. If this continues, I’ll be texting my mom and apologizing that we… Read More
Life Baby, the best part of me is you September 7, 2020 Shady Acres is asleep for right now. I’m sure when my dad wakes up, we’ll be doing his honey do list. There’s only a few more things to do on it, so that’s a good thing. It’s grey, windy and cold. It’s supposed to get wicked cold tonight. I’ll be… Read More
Life Then the dream ends when the phone rings “you doing all right?” July 15, 2022 It’s Friyay motherfuckers! The weekend is in sight! Can you smell it? I totally can, and it’s not Pippin that farted, that smell is the weekend! Speaking of Pippin, she let me sleep all the way to my alarm. She didn’t even hear the alarm because she was out in… Read More