Life I want you smothered, want you covered – like my Waffle House hash browns Shawshank, April 14, 2024 Good Sunday morning people. It’s bright, and very very sunny outside this morning, and Pippin is already looking out the back door. The coffee has been brewed. And chore day has officially started. The cats litter box has already been cleaned out for the kids. Chaucer prefers that the box gets cleaned right away because,… Continue Reading
Life Knocking me out with those American thighs Shawshank, April 7, 2024 Good Sunday morning, my friends. It’s a bright, warmish day out in the real world. The coffee has been brewed, and is being consumed as I type this. So far, no cats are around us, but I’m sure that will change in a few moments. Again, I slept like the dead. I slept on my… Continue Reading
Life Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you? Shawshank, March 31, 2024 Good Sunday morning my friends. I didn’t move all night. I awoke, I think, at 6:58. Noticed the time, and then for another 8 hours I slept again. Thus, I’m just a little groggy this morning. The coffee has been brewed, and is being consumed as I type this. The sun is very bright, and… Continue Reading
Life She’ll forever hold a spot inside my soul Shawshank, March 24, 2024 Ugh. Good morning. I think I slept in one position again last night. I think mostly I slept on my left side m, because my shoulder is paining me this morning. But here we are. The Flat is awake. We did the usual things yesterday. Grocery store, weed store, but we made a quick trip… Continue Reading
Life Kissing, I hope they caught us Shawshank, March 17, 2024 I’ve gotta start taking more pictures. I’m starting to double up the featured images here. This one I’ve already used. Last week I think. It’s all good. Good morning my friends. It’s Sunday, and you know what that means- chores and bacon. Bacon and chores. I did the laundry yesterday, because I was given some… Continue Reading
Life Little darlin’, it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter Shawshank, March 10, 2024 Good morning my Sunday friends. Yep, it’s the end of the weekend, and we’re on the couch with our yummy coffees. I have Chaucer up on my lap, and Pippin is having some breakfast. Spring is slowly making her way back to where we are. In the mornings, if I get up at a normal… Continue Reading