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Sometimes you’re drivin’, sometimes you’re stallin ‘sometimes you’re flyin’, sometimes you’re fallin’ but there’s still beauty in the nosedive

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Good morning everyone. Pippin was a menace last night and this morning. Making noise and running all over the place, playing with things that she should be playing with. She made Crystal get up in the night, and this morning to try to get her to stop.

Spoiler alert: she really didn’t.

So we’re up, and slowly waking up. I forgot to take my allergy meds last night, so I couldn’t breathe at all last night/this morning. I wouldn’t have blamed Crystal if she just would’ve put a pillow over my face until I stopped snoring. Wouldn’t have blamed her if she did.

Oh look, now she’s settling down to take a nap. She could’ve done this around midnight last night. She’s a character for sure. But not very demure, not very mindful. Cutesy, yes. Mindful, no.

It’s a bonus day this morning. It’s Labour Day, so I have the day off. I have to wash the bathroom rug, because one of the cats decided to shit on it sometime in the night. I’m thinking that I’ll strip the bed, and actually fill up the washing machine.

Bonne fête du Canada!

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Good morning! It’s supposed to be gray, and rainy out there. Happily, right now, it’s bright and sunny. We just had a squirrel digging in a flower pot.

I don’t think I really have too much to say. Yesterday, we didn’t do anything extra. It was just chore day. I started it a little late, because I slept in a little. I slept in a little this morning too.

Not too much planned for today. We weren’t prepared for a nice day. I have to complete my propane book, as I might have a test tomorrow. I do have to bake a cake. For what? You may ask.

Just because.

Ok, Ima take off. I need more coffee and allergy pills. Happy Canada Day!

I feel it in my fingers I feel it in my toes, Christmas is all around me and so the feeling grows

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Good morning my friends. It’s Christmas Day here, and what Christmas presents have arrived, have been opened. I got a kick ass pair of gloves for work, my digits will totes be warm! I got Crystal something that she said she liked in passing, and she loved it, I think.

This morning I tried to buy White Christmas on Amazon, but I don’t think it worked it’s been a while since I’ve bought something online, it’s supposed to be instant right? I ended up purchasing it on YouTube. Instant. We’re watching it now. And of course, I’m (and I’m sure Crystal is a little) emotional. For Crystal, it’s big sweeping visuals and beautiful music, for me – Christmas. I always get emotional when it’s just me and Crystal.

Today will be an action packed day. First stop is at the Lodge to have lunch with Gramma, and to place a FaceTime call to my aunt and uncle in Florida. That should be fun. Then back to the Flat for a little bit, then to Shady Acres for Christmas dinner. I have to wonder if my dad will put on National Lampoons Christmas Vacation when we get there. We’ll exchange some presents. The bulk of the presents will arrive a couple of days. It was just timing, and my pay check. I’ll do better.

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Play on, play on, player)

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Awake. Well awake again. I’ve been tossy turny this morning. A little too warm I think. And I’m stuffed up, so that didn’t help whilst trying to stay asleep. So here we are. Crystal has been up for about an hour longer than me. She turned on the coffee. She’s awesome.

Day off today. It’s Remembrance Day here. In a few hours I’ll be walking up to Veterans park for the ceremony. Then back to the Flat.

Last night after work, we went to one of the local restaurants. We were greeted, and were asked if we just wanted “our usual”. So we didn’t need to see menus. In a few minutes our food came out. I swear that each week they see how many fries can physically fit on one plate with a burger. If you head over to Crystal’s page you’ll see the amount of fries they gave me. It’s insane, I couldn’t finish.

So everyone out there. Happy Remembrance Day, or Veterans Day, or simply, happy Friyay. I hope all y’all have a good day.

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.