So come dance the silence down through the morning Shawshank, June 11, 2023 Good Sunday morning my friends. The sun is chirping, and the birds are shining. It looks like it’s gonna be a nice day out there. I do believe it’s going to be a little warmer out there. The temps are starting to rise again. Not a cloud in the sky. Chaucer is on the table looking out the back door, and Pippin is loving life, looking out the front window. Yesterday at work, it was just busy enough to pass the time a little quicker than normal. But there was a baseball tournament going on, so there wasn’t much foot traffic into the store, but it was still a good day. After work, I grabbed a couple of items for dinner at the grocery store, and wandered home. I watched Crystal play TotK for a little while, and then it was my turn. I played until it was time to start cooking. I made a feast for us – French fries, and bacon cheeseburgers. We’ll for Crystal m, it was a mushroom bacon cheeseburger. I surprised her with a can of mushrooms. She cooked those up as I was cooking the bacon. Long story, short: it was a very good feast, and we walked away from the dinner very full. There were a few more hours of TotK, and then some tv. By the time it was just about 11, and Crystal was falling asleep, so that’s what we did. As per usual, there’s not too much planned today. It’s Sunday, so there’s chores to do, and then this afternoon we’ll be heading over to Shady Acres for dinner. Mom asked if I could help with the lawn. I just said sure, and to have my dad make sure the lawn mower would start, and I’d have no problem mowing the lawn. We’ll see if it starts. But before all that, I need some go-go juice. Time to fill up my cup again! Happy Sunday! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
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