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Well I’ve run through rainbows and castles of candy

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Guten Tag. Ich bin Eddie. Ich hab Brot und Wasser. Willkommen!

That’s for all my new friends from Germany that have been visiting my site and poking around. Well good morning. Happy Tuesday. It’s overcast here this morning, but it’s supposed to get sunny, and hotter in a few hours. I’m sitting here watching CNN, and drinking coffee. It’s pretty much a dumpster fire down there, huh!?

Not too much going on, will probably head over to the second hand store today, and see what they have, if anything that jumps out at me.

But happy Tuesday, I’m gonna drink my coffee now, and find something less depressing than CNN.

Sometimes cold and scared, and sometimes I cry

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Yep, it’s Monday. I walk out to the kitchen as my mom is going back to bed. “Good Morning! How’re you?!” “Good morning, I’ve been awake for four minutes.” I don’t remember her being such a morning person.

I slept ok. Started off under the covers, woke up in the middle of the night, and got dressed and climbed above the covers. Woke up when my alarm went off under the covers. I slept, but it didn’t feel restful.

Meh.

It’s hard to be positive, especially when I’m so powerless up here. It’s even harder to try to be positive for two people. When one person is in a terrible mood, it’s hard to use the power of words to help the sad/mad/pissed off person. I’m trying as hard as I can to stay happy, footloose and fancy free. It’s hard. I hate being this powerless. There’s a coffee cup on her site. Click it. Buy her a coffee. It’s more than I can do right now. I can only offer words. Y’all can move mountains. I’m completely ineffective. I’m just the douchebag on the couch trying to come up with puns that aren’t puns, so maybe I’ll get her to giggle.

Because, puns can heal.

Ok, no they can’t but sometimes, just sometimes, they can be funny. But not really.

So last night while I was chatting with Crystal I watched a little cat wander down Main St, not caring that they were about 12 feet from a dog. They wandered and laid down on some warm pavement inform of the grocery store. I went over and she wasn’t scared, came over for pets and loves. I sent some pictures to Crystal, and said she looked skinny and probably thirsty.

So I went home and got some water, and walked back. She was still there and was uninterested in water, just licking my fingers. Finally she did drink then curled up in my lap. My mom said I’m not allowed to take the cat home, because her two cats would be pissed off. Besides she says, it’s the vets cat. That’s ok. Just had a 10 minute friend. I haven’t had a kitty snuggle down in my lap for a long time.

Oh, and if you were supposed to by a Christmas tree from Crystal this weekend, and you flaked on her….

You’re a cunt, and I hope that your brakes fail as you’re pulling into your garage.

Playing with the queen of hearts

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It’s morning here again. It’s gone up 3 degrees in an hour, and is supposed to be as hot as it was yesterday. I slept on top of my blankets all night, and was very comfortable for the evening. I didn’t even need to put a t-shirt on, just a pair of shorts and I was good to go.

I was planning on mowing the lawn today, but it’ll be just to darn hot out there, even on the ride on mower. But for right now, before it gets too hot, I’m watching TV, and drinking some covfefe. I’ve already taken the trash out, so that’s a win in my book.

So I finished NOS4A2 yesterday afternoon. It was not the ending I thought going to happen. It was good though. I enjoy Joe Hill’s writing style. It’s a lot like his father’s, but better. I’m re-reading “Night Film” by Marisha Pessl. My first read of it was rather rushed, so it’s a book that I’ll read before bed. I think I made it about 20-25 pages before I was nodding off. It’s a better book to read before bed, than say, “Fellowship of the Ring”.

Update: it’s now 12:30, and it’s 35c or 95f

Spring starts when a heartbeats pounding

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It’s been a busy day here at Shady Acres, and a hot one. Up at my normal time, walked right into my mom, who was a little chatty, but thankfully was on her way back to bed. I made and drank most ofy coffee is beautiful peace and quiet. It was glorious.


While mom was sleeping, my dad called and said the internet guy w9uld be there in about 10 minutes, so I woke up my mom, and we let him in and let him do his work. While he was he I managed to get two phones, an iPad, and a laptop all up and running on the WiFi. Just gotta set up dad’s iPad when he gets home. Mom’s very happy to be able to use her laptop again.


It’s gotten hot here today. It’s currently 35c (or 95f), and we have some melty cats. I’m trying not to move too much. I think for the rest of the day, I’m just gonna read and drink ice water.

He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline

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“Please stop talking to me.”

That’s what om thinking this morning. It’s not even 8am, you’re supposed to be asleep. My mom is awake, she re-organized my grammas craft area, and is actively trying to get me to talk to her.

The coffee isn’t finished brewing.

Yes folks, I can hear my gramma moving around. Shady Acres is awake 40 minutes early today. Happy Monday ya’ll.

Oh god I need some coffee.

I think it’s gonna be one of those days here.