Good morning. Hap hap happy Monday to all those that celebrate the days of the week. It’s pretty froggy outside, but no new snow, thankfully. That’s a good thing, as I’m planning on heading to SlightlyBiggerTown to do some grocery shopping.
The coffee is just about finished, and I’m slowly waking up. So let’s get up and greet the day a head of us. It should be a pretty nice day outside, once the fog lifts.
Coffee!
Good morning everyone. Happy Sunday. Yesterday was a pretty good day off. I didn’t do anything really.
And by anything, I say my ass on the couch, and watched TV all day. I watched the last 20 minutes of Red Notice – blah. I think sat and watched, Smokey and the Bandit. It’s a good movie, no matter what people say!
After that, it was a 4 episode binge of Star Trek: the Next Generation. I forgot how terrible the acting was that first season. It’s almost painful to watch. It’ll be a struggle to fight through the first season. You see kids, back in the 80s and 90s, the usual season had 25 episodes.
That’s a lot to get through!
Ok, coffee is ready. Let’s start the day!
It’s the weekend! Woohoo! We made it! Welcome to Saturday. I have absolutely no plans for the day. I’ve finished season 4 of Outlander, and will be saving season 5 for when Crystal gets here – to watch together.
I mean I’ll probably finish the last 20 minutes of Red Notice. It’s ok, but it seems to me that the actors are doing this movie because they have to not because they want to. Everything just feels forced.
The coffee is brewing, and according to Google, it’s -13c. Hopefully, it’ll get warmer out, but there’s nothing I need to leave the flat for.
Let’s start the day with a good cup of coffee. Happy Saturday!
About a week or so back , I said to myself I about 2 weeks or so, it’s gonna snow, and it’s gonna stick. I hate being right. It’s changed from fall to winter, in 2 days. This snow isn’t going anywhere.
Good morning everyone. Happy Friyay! It’s the end of the work week. I just have to survive one 8 hour shift with she beast, aka – NewGirl. Her last day is Tuesday. And this is like removing a bandaid as slowly as possible.
Anyways it’s Friday, and I have coffee beside me, so I’m going to go and drink it, and try to wake up. Let’s work for the weekend!
I’m very disappointed in TinyTown today. I got to the cenotaph at 11 am, and promptly shovelled it out. there were some snow drifts around it, and I wanted it to look good when the ceremony started momentarily.
At the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour, on the eleventh day, I stood by myself in the cold and wind on an empty street.
Empty.
From what I could see the Royal Canadian Legions parking lot was packed. I didn’t bother going over, because I’m not a member.
I could be a member, my grandfather was a veteran of the Second World War.
In the snow, while I shovelled, I didn’t see any fresh foot prints or anything to show that they actually even did the ceremony.
So I did my own thing. Marched up, saluted, and laid my poppy on the cenotaph for my grandfather. Stood up, marched away, and simply walked back to the flat.
According to last weeks town newsletter, the time frame for the ceremony was at 10:50. That means they started early, finished early and were inside the legion drinking when THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HONOURING THE FALLEN.
I’m very disappointed in TinyTown today.
In Flanders fields, the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the dead, short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields In Flanders fields
And now we lie In Flanders fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields In Flanders fields
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
