Six o’clock on Friday evening momma doesn’t know she’s leaving Shawshank, March 5, 2024 Ugh, back to work today. 4:30 came very early, but you know what came even earlier? Motherfucking 4:25. Yep, I stared at the clock until the alarm went off, and then my day started. Make coffee. Get dressed. Feed the cats. Open curtains. Thankfully, it didn’t snow last night. We are however, awaiting the next snow fall. It should happen sometime tomorrow. It’s only a couple of inches. So that shouldn’t be too had. I mean, we survived 16” inches. Mostly survived. The parking lot isn’t cleaned yet. So I have to park on the road like some kind of homeless person. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
Life And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time November 13, 2025 Good morning. I slept like the dead. I’m still a little groggy. It was a deep sleep, I think. I put my head down, got comfortable, and then I don’t think I moved until I rolled over. I slid out of bed, and felt my way to the bathroom. Once… Read More
Life Canada Post vs USPS May 22, 2021 Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds. I wish Canada Post was like this. It snows 4 inches and there’s a note at the post office saying No mail deliver today…. Sorry. Case in point. I… Read More
Life Can you take me higher? To a place where blind men see February 25, 2024 The coffee is brewing, and the sun is slowly rising over the houses here in TinyTown. It’s another day. The last day off before next weekend. The cats are slinking around the flat this morning. I’ve already tried and failed to wrangle the cats. I slept like the dead last… Read More