A couple of pretty flowers is what I brought to you

Good morning my southern friends. It’s me, Shawshank. You know, north of the wall. How’s the weather down there? It looks pretty calm right now. But later? Who knows!

Podrick was nice enough to let me sleep until about 7:20ish. That seems to be about the time he wants us up nowadays. That pretty much works for me. Would it be nice to sleep until 8? Yes ma’am it would. But I’ll take what I can get. And if the means 7:20, I’m totes ok with that.

I’m on a couple of days off. Today( I’ll be heading to Shady Acres to finish up the pellet stove. I just have to put a pipe thing back on and an upside down lid thing, and with my skill, should be ready to introduce fire to the stove. Shouldn’t take more than maybe an hour? We’ll see how quick my dad will be moving this morning.

I still have to finish Raw from last night.

It’s also Remembrance Day here. So I’ll talk to my grampa a little later.

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.

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.

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad

Here we are. Podrick was mostly good this morning. A somewhat loud noise pulled me out of sleep, and I come out to the living room. Stuff is pulled out of the bookcase, so I picked up the stuff, and threw some kibble into a bowl and went back to bed, closing the door. I dozed for another hour, and then got out of bed.

Yesterday was so nice and relaxing. I got up and filled up the bird feeder, and suctioned it to the front window. Hopefully, some birds, and maybe even some deer will come and feed from it, so the kitties are entertained.

We did do a whole lot of anything yesterday. I watched the first couple of episodes of 1883 – since when Crystal watched, I came in half way through episode 5. I think we finished watching either episode 5 or 6. It’s such a good show. We watched other shows after. Nothing special, just relaxing. I did the laundry, and I’ll do the rest of the chores this morning, before we head over to Shady Acres. I’ll have chores to do there too.

I slept ok last night. It’s still anxiety inducing because my mind tries to figure out what he’s getting into. Same in the morning, because I can hear him getting into things. I have a blue tooth headset like Crystal’s that I’m going to try. Hopefully any noise I have coming through the speakers, will drown out his noise, and not cause my anxiety to spike.

It’s still cold out there. I’m pretty sure it’s gonna be cold for the next 8 months, so I better started getting used to it. It’s no longer sunny. It just looks crisp out there, and not in a beautiful spring day. Think; frozen wasteland. But soon once actual snow falls, it’ll be pretty outside for a while.

If you keep talking like that, I’ll find the Tiffy time to beat your ass like I did last week

Good morning everyone. I really had no idea what day it is when I woke up this morning. I had to really think what day it was. Then I remembered that we watched Saturday Night’s Main Event last night.

I’m on a day off today, and we won’t be heading to Shady Acres this afternoon. Nope. It’s my only day off, so we’ll be heading to SlightlyBiggerTown for supplies, and then back to the Flat to do laundry. It’s a short 24 hours off, but we’ll be making the most of it.

I got a text from my mom with a picture of her and my grandmother. My grandmother is all dressed up for Halloween with a smile on her face. It was great news, and helped me make it through the night.

It wasn’t a bad night at work. It definitely could have been a lot busier. I think a lot of people were laying low, sleeping off their Halloween hangovers. It was, in all honesty, slow. But me and Bing Bing made it through the night. He’s getting better, and figuring out how to interact with coworkers. He’s not a bad kid, he just needs direction.

So in a little while, we’ll be heading out. Coffee first, of course.

You my lil’ suga, I’m yo’ little chulo

One day, Podrick will let me sleep in, like he used too. He got two good morning from me with full body and face pets, which he loved, then he did what he did to get booted out of the bedroom.

So we’re all awake now. Both have been fed, and The Beautiful One and I have coffee. I slept like the dead, but I think about half hour to 45 minutes more would have been very beneficial. But there we are, awake, and watching Dateline, until I find something better to watch.

Work wasn’t too bad. It was busy enough to keep us from sitting around. And it made the time pass relatively quickly. Before I knew it, it was time to get the hell out of there. So I came back to the Flat, and cooked lunch. I watched Crystal play Skyrim for a while then I put on Friday’s Smackdown. After that, we made dinner – nachos, fuckin yum!

We watched the NXT PLE – Halloween Havoc. They put on a really good show. We were both Sports Entertained. Except Ricky Saints. He’s a bag of douche. But that’s beside the point. Was a great show.

Chores soon. Shady Acres to surprise my mom with her birthday present a couple of days early, but I’m working on her birthday. So to day it is!

It’s a thief in the night to come and grab you

It’s been a day already. I’m 100% sure Podrick is truly testing me on if I need actual sleep headphones to block him out as much as possible. He was going at it last night, and again this morning. I picked up Pippin’s bed twice, the same with the toilet paper.

Other than a cough, Podrick is pretty much back to normal. 7 days of pent up energy is bubbling over the last day or two. And he eats like a wildebeest. I don’t think I’ve ever had a cat so food motivated before. That’s a good and a bad thing. He’s currently locked in the bedroom, because he has a good 7-8 pounds on Pippin, and he loves to tackle her.

It’s chore day here. After brunch I’ll throw some clothes on and deliver some dishes to my parents, along with their mail, and the town newsletter. Mom said she’s doing a lot better, but my dad, s a pretty pretty princess that just sits there sick. I’m sure he’s getting better too

But it’s also chore day here, so in a couple of hours I’ll be starting the laundry. It’ll be a nice relaxing day here. Which is what we both need. Happy Monday!