Singing “Sweet Home Alabama” all summer long Shawshank, July 6, 2024 I managed to sleep in until 7:30. That’s pretty good, if you ask me. It’s bright and sunny this morning. *checks weather app* it says that the sun will be eaten by clouds after 9 this morning, and it’ll just be cloudy all day. The family BBQ at the old folks home was pretty nice. The food was very good, and they had a bouncy castle. Gramma was in “a bit of a mood”, and was pretty quiet all the time we were there. After the BBQ, we went back to the flat for a little while, and then I was off to work. Work wasn’t too bad. Mostly steady for the evening, but got quiet closer to the end. It was totes manageable, and we were out right on time. That brings us to today. I don’t have any plans for the day. According to the town newsletter, there’s the weekly farmers market happening tomorrow. Maybe we’ll check it out. We went once last year, and had some fun just looking around. If anything, it’s something different to do. I don’t know, I’ll talk to the great Crystal about it later. Yep, it’s the weekend. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Oh it must have been while you were kissing me December 11, 2022 Good morning! Hap hap happy Sunday y’all! I woke up 5 minutes after the alarm was supposed to go off. I say supposed, because I shut the alarm off Friday night. We’ve been free sleeping since then. We’re wild and cray cray that way. It hasn’t really helped, because Crystal… Read More
Life Will it ever stop? Yo, I don’t know October 22, 2022 It’s a gray morning out there today. Good morning, happy Saturday! All that stands before me and the weekend, it’s just a short shifty shift today. Should be easy. Hopefully, it’ll go nice and quickly. If I’m doing my math correctly, this is my 800th post in a row. Eight…. Read More
Life Living my life in and out of the twilight zone July 28, 2025 That’s great, it starts with an earthquake. Metaphorically. Podrick, annoyed from being locked out of the bedroom, finally launched his attack. It sounded like he threw his body at the door. It was at that time, Crystal and I were ripped from slumber. Because in my dreams, The Beautiful One… Read More