Life I got me a Chrysler, it seats about twenty Shawshank, October 10, 2023 Another day, another morning of waking up so very groggy. I wanted to do things last night, but mentally I just wasn’t there. I’m gonna do my best to be there mentally tonight. It’s first thing in the morning, and I already have Chaucer on my lap. Pippin is at… Continue Reading
Life A la self-deprecating? Like adventure? And have many formed opinions? Shawshank, October 9, 2023 It’s a froggy morning out there. Just as I was about to walk out and start my day, the heat kicked on. So we told Pippin that we wouldn’t put out the table, and that she’d have to wait a little bit before we opened up the back door. She… Continue Reading
Life The moment I wake up before I put on my makeup Shawshank, October 8, 2023 I’m told that it’s Sunday this morning. The sun is slowly coming up. I remember just a couple of months ago, the sun would already be up. Now, it’s slowly rising as we’re slowly rising. It looks like it’ll be a nice day out. A nice day to stay in… Continue Reading
Life And the girl in the corner that no one ignores ’cause she thinks she’s the passionate one Shawshank, October 7, 2023 Another day, another war. We’re watching NBC News, which outsourced to Sky News out of the UK to provide the information to us. Because NBC News Now doesn’t have a weekend crew – they’re usually showing reruns of Dateline. So they have to outsource. I just looked up at the… Continue Reading
Life Pennies and dimes for a kiss Shawshank, October 6, 2023 Finally. Finally it’s Friyay. Thank fucking god. This has been a long, long week. But here we are. All that separates us and the weekend is just one shift at work. Can I do it? Yes I can! Ok, enough toxic positivity for today. Save that for work. It’s Friyay,… Continue Reading
Life And she said, “mom, I got a note here from the Harper Valley PTA” Shawshank, October 5, 2023 We were woken up to the dulcet sounds of a kitty rave. Yep, Chaucer got sick this morning on the floor on Crystal’s side. So yeah, good morning everyone. Well, it’s Thursday I believe. It’s gray and cool outside. The coffee has been brewed, and I have Chaucer curled up… Continue Reading