So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin’ workout tapes by Fonda but Fonda ain’t got a motor in the back of her Honda Shawshank, February 12, 2023 First things first, (I’m a realist) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL CRYSTAL! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Crystal. Happy birthday to you! We were both up wicked early. The kitties were snuggling and all that, and I just couldn’t fall back asleep. We snuggled for a little bit, but then I couldn’t anymore, so I got up and start the day. It’s Sunday, chore day. I’ll be starting it in a couple of hours, after my eyes begin to focus. Due to my poor planning, and Amazon trying it’s hardest to get one gift here on time, sadly Crystal doesn’t have anything to open this morning. There’s a chance that there will be a gift arriving tomorrow, and I think a couple by Valentine’s Day. But nothing this morning. Once again, like every year it got away from me. But it’s time for coffee and Dateline. Happy Sunday y’all! Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
Life She had dumps like a truck truck truck – thighs like a what what what 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.”… Read More
Life Singin’ songs about the Southland June 16, 2025 Good Monday morning. Podrick has been an asshole to Crystal for at least 3 hours already this morning. So much so, she actually got out of bed early this morning because Podrick would stop chasing his tail on top of me. He’s currently running around like an idiot, but he’s slowing down. Work wasn’t too… Read More
Life And when you’re gone, we want you all to know October 24, 2024 Yep, here I am. Awake. Not liking it at all. Up this morning at 4:30am. Yep, the one opening shift in the last 2-3 weeks. I much prefer the closing shift. Just a little more relaxed without the manager there. So it goes. But I’m at home, and I have a Chaucer on my lap.… Read More