You’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time

Greetings earthlings. I’ve been up, on and off since about 5 this morning. With the temperature change comes a pressure change, and I’m all stuff up. I got up and wandered into the kitchen and drank some water, and tried to go back to sleep.

I dozed.

At one point I didn’t think the alarm was going to go off. I dunno, my brain is weird like that. So I stole a peek of the time: 6:50. Ugh. Just another 10 minutes until the alarm goes off.

And here we are. Awake. We have coffee, and the news is on. It’s a good day to have a good day. It will be a good day.

The sun is coming up earlier and earlier. About a month ago, the sun was rising at around 8:30, now sunrise is 7:30. It’s very nice to be waking up and have it brighter outside. It’s also really nice , to have daylight longer in the evening. The sun is setting around 6:30.

But before I can start the day, let’s consume some coffee. Happy Wednesday!

Said my get up and go, must’ve got up and went

Good morning my Tuesday bitches. I’m awake, but not liking it. Again, the bed was the most perfect temperature. I didn’t want to leave the bed. But here we are, awake and not liking it.

Yesterday was pretty much a bust. The testimony on the Murdaugh trail wasn’t all that great, and we were on stand by for baby cows. The second phone call to see baby cows never came, so we cooked some wonderful taco bowels for dinner.

It just felt like I didn’t accomplish anything yesterday. It’s weird, I can sit and do absolutely nothing, and still have a good day. I think it was because we were hyped up about going out. That’s ok though, it was still a good day. We capped off the day by playing some Breath of the Wild, and watched some Breaking Bad, and then we called it a day.

Which brings us to this fine and wonderful morning. It’s warmer than it’s been out there, and the coffee has been brewed. It’s get ready for another great week in the great white north! Happy Tuesday everyone! Let’s make it a great week!

You could’ve been gettin’ down to this sick beat

Awake! Good morning my little chickadees. It’s a gray Monday morning here in TinyTown. It’s warmer, but it’s windy out there. It’s a warmish wind though, if that helps you deal with it.

Coffee has been brewed.

Yep it’s Monday. Brunch day. It’s a good day, when you can have bacon – Crystal’s joy will be a toasted peanut butter and bacon breakfast sandwich. It’s going to be a yummy brunch.

I slept like the dead last night. The last thing I remember m, is my mind playing tricks on me. It sounded like Pippin was getting into places that she shouldn’t be. Then the absolute last thing I heard before I drifted off – nothing. Absolutely nothing. Total silence.

That worried me, so as long as I stayed awake. Which wasn’t that long. I think my last thought was whatever happens, I can clean it up in the morning.

The good thing was, I didn’t have to clean anything up this morning.

I just want all y’all to know, I am kicking ass in The Adventures of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. Why is it called The Adventures of Zelda? That chick isn’t doing shite. Poor Link is doing all the heavy lifting. Ok, so follow along with me: Link falls in battle 100 years ago, right? I’d expect to be buried with all my kick ass armour, and the freakin Master Sword. But when you wake up with no memory of anything, all you basically have are some rags, and a tree branch to defend yourself.

Why couldn’t you be at least hurried with some armour, and maybe just a nice workable ceremonial sword or something. But no. You have absolutely nothing. Zelda is a bitch.

I’ll leave you with that. I suggest you let that marinate.

Oh, get down turn around go to town boot scootin’ boogie

Well well well. It’s Sunday morning, and when the alarm went off, for me the bed was the perfect temperature. I didn’t want to get up. But I’m sure that Crystal had been up at that point, for at least an hour or so. But that’s just a guess.

So I walk out to the living room, and there’s a little bit of chaos. Pippin was a Mountain climber last night. She got to where she’s not supposed to have been. After that was cleaned up, the coffee was started, and Dateline has been started.

Yesterday, it wasn’t actually too bad at work. I did my own thing for a few hours, helped BossLady out for about 30-40 minutes, and then went back to what I was doing for the rest of the shift. She seemed fine, and I was tentatively cracking jokes with her, so there’s that.

But today is Sunday, chores will be started shortly. But before chores, I’m gonna need some more coffee, and time to focus the ol eyes. But I think it’ll be a good morning. Heck boys, it’s a lot warmer out there than yesterday at this time. It’s only -16 this morning, and that’s without the wind. I prefer not to look at the windchill. Like Crystal would say It’s like spring out there, where’s my Birkenstocks?

Ok, maybe she wouldn’t say that. But who knows, she totes might!

Taking more than her share, had me fighting for air she told me to come, but I was already there

Well good morning my friends. Welcome to Saturday. We’ve almost made it to the weekend. All that stands between me and the weekend actual is a short shift at work. The one speed bump with that: BossLady is working today as well. Ugh.

Although, it should be too bad. I mean, she has her work to do, and I have some stuff to do as well. The one problem, what I have to do probably won’t take too long, but I’ll do my best to stretch it out. If history is a marker though, as soon as I step into the office, she’ll be yelling from her office to get me to do stuff.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s so close to the weekend, I can taste it. Come on!

Last night after work, we went to the local diner for our weekly dinner. After being teased that we didn’t show up last week, the night cook asked Crystal if she would do a live drawing on Facebook live. So we had a great meal, and afterwards they brought their phone out to do the drawing. After a mix up with getting on Facebook live, they fired it up

And within about 5 seconds, Crystal doing her best Vanna White impersonation, the love drawing was over. We were thanked numerous times, we made our way back home.

It was a good end, to a wicked week. I for one welcome the weekend!