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She’s a power girl in a nineties world and she knows just what to do

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Here we are, awake again. Final push for the weekend. The dreaded 10-6 shift. Actually it’s closer to 9:30-6:15. But that’s not important. We’ll get through it. Sundays can go one of two ways: wicked busy, or deathly slow. I hope that it’ll be the third option: just busy enough to pass the day quickly.

I slept pretty good last night. Until this morning when I was having trouble breathing through my nose. The sleepy time talking guy wasn’t talking. Just sounds. I tried to focus on them, but my stomach was a little pained, and I figured I could sneak out to the bathroom.

Until I used the last of the trailer paper, and had to get more. And you can’t do that quietly, in this house. But I got more, and as quietly as possible. No cats tried to run into the closet.

So now, I’m just gonna surf the information super highway until 8. Then I’m gonna shower and mentally prepare for the day. Happy Sunday y’all!

Being with you has opened my eyes could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?

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It’s a lot later than usual, this post. Sorry. My brain is still foggy when I get up at 5am. I almost slept through the night, but around 1:30, Podrick decided to do Podrick things, and I had to ruin his fun. I fell asleep shortly after.

I had to open the shop this morning. I think it was around -7° without the wind chill when I got to work. I got the store ready to open. Then outside with my lantern toque to measure the fuels. I heard my coworker pull up and open his door, so I yelled that I was out back, and to come and use the side door. Once I was finished outside, the store opened minutes later to … no one. It was a quiet morning. Eventually, customers started to come in.

After work, I headed to Shady Acres to clean the pellet stove. After my mom showed me Crystal’s Christmas gift, and the shop-vac bag had been replaced, I cleaned the stove and turned it on. I grabbed their vacuum, and headed back to The Flat.

No plans for the rest of the day, except to finish Smackdown, and then make pizza, and watch the NXT PLE tonight.

Back to work tomorrow morning for the day. Then two glorious days off.

Someday the mountain might get ’em, but the law never will

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First there was darkness.

Awake!

Shit, it’s still dark out.

Here we are. Good Friyay morning to everyone! The first week of December is just about in the books. I think either starting today, or jumping into tomorrow, we’re supposed to be entering our frigid era here in TinyTown. I’ll be pulling out the ol parka. I may have to remove the fir from the hood. I have a feeling that Podrick would love to chew on that.

Whilst sitting on the couch yesterday, I was trying to mentally map out when I should order everyone’s Christmas gifts. Looking at the calendar, it would be now or never, so I pulled the trigger. They should be here between the 8th (lol) and the 22nd. Jeez that’s cutting it really short. And of course the package that’s due to be here around the 22nd, has the wrapping paper.

Work wasn’t too bad yesterday. Some rushes, but nothing that two people couldn’t handle. They didn’t come in fast and hard, just the annoying thing of as soon as you take your coat off, the next customer comes. I have to get used to that. But we managed to get out, and head home, so we can do it again this afternoon.

Working all weekend. It shouldn’t be too bad. Opening Saturday, means I’ll get out at 1:30. Just a quick stop at my parent’s place to clean the stove. I’ll try to remember to grab the vacuum cleaner before I go, and I’ll be able to drop it off while my parents are in CapitalCity Monday.

But before that, comes today. Let’s gooooo!

So we got in the red VW microbus with the shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the police officer’s station.

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Good dark morning internet kids. It’s another dark, and probably cold day out there. Back to work this afternoon. I’m working until Sunday evening. It shouldn’t be too bad, just an early morning for the Saturday morning shift.

Podrick was mostly good this morning. But you know what they say about quiet toddlers – if they’re quiet, they’re getting into trouble. He got into a little bit of trouble this morning. He got into the bathroom box, and knocked a couple of pictures down. With the bathroom reset, and the pictures picked up, we’re (mostly) awake, and ready to greet the sunrise.

The only major thing that we did yesterday, was to go up to the post office to ship out a package to the USA. There’s a new extra step that we have to do – duty wise. But that extra step only took another 2 or 3 minutes. But it was just like uploading your resume to indeed. You upload, and then the post office lady had to in put all the same information.

We joked around, and chatted while all the information was input. The package was accepted, and it’s on its way. I checked this morning and it’s already in CapitalCity. I really felt accomplished.

We relaxed for the rest of the day, and around 2pm, I put the turkey breast into the oven. Over the course of the next couple of hours, I got the sides, and everything started. With only a couple of minutes left, I turned on Alice’s Restaurant. We listened to it, I had a few tears welling up. And before we knew it, thanksgiving dinner was served.

And it was very good. We ate until we were full dishes were taken care of, and we relaxed for the rest of the evening. Slowly recharging our internal batteries.

The sun is slowly rising, and that means the day has begun. Happy Thursday everyone. Try and stay warm out there.

Three French hens

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Happy Thanksgiving! Yes, I know I’m late, for both. But we’ve already celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving. And even though it’s past time, I had a day off a box of turkey boob, and a counter full of high processed food ready for this evening when we feast!

Podrick wasn’t too bad this morning. He wasn’t as loud or as annoying as he could. He was trying to open the door, like a human. He jumps at the doorknob, I think just because it makes a racket when you just pull and let go. He rattles it.

The coffee has been brewed, and I’ll put on Alice’s Restaurant a little later, when it’s time to either put the turkey in the oven, or when I’m pulling it out. I haven’t decided yet.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!