Life With hands quick as light Shawshank, August 29, 2020 I’ve had batter sleeps. With these damned allergies, I can seem to breathe at night. Last night was bad. And it was supposed to to be cool last night. Spoiler alert; it wasn’t. Or it didn’t feel cool. I was hot, cold, hot hot, cold. I was up in the… Continue Reading
Life Although the temperature is rise and fall, I’ll take it all Shawshank, August 27, 2020 Good morning, happy Thursday. Or Pre-Friday. Pre-Friday sounds a lot better, if you ask me. Who else is excited to hear Trump give his speech to the RNC? Speaking of destruction, I hope everyone in the wake of hurricane Laura are ok. Just saw a little bit of it on… Continue Reading
Life Shatter with words impossible to follow Shawshank, August 21, 2020 Good morning, happy Friday. If you’re reading this, y’all made it. It’s almost the weekend. Quiet start to the day here at Shady Acres. Bread is being made. Another couple of hours, and we’ll be heading into SlightlyBiggerTown to get my mom’s meds. And since it’s Friday, I should have… Continue Reading
He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline Shawshank, August 17, 2020 “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… Continue Reading