Tag: mornings

Time stands still, beauty in all she is

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Good morning, happy Monday! (Said no one ever) it’s a slightly gray, and windy day out there so far. It rained in the night. I passed right out last night. I had the start of a pounding headache, so I took some Tylenol Sinus Night extra strength, and it was the first restful sleep I’ve had in about a week. It was really good.

Crystal is sending me the gift of poi! I can’t wait for them to get here. Then I can look like I’m having a seizure while TinyTown is freaking out thinking that the aliens are a comin. I’m just really impressed it’s made it through customs so quickly.

But for now, coffee.

In the velvet darkness of the blackest night

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Woke up about 5 minutes before my alarm went off this morning. Go up and dressed, timing everything just right, that all I got this morning was a simple good morning from my mom as I was brewing my coffee. I had a pretty good sleep, a little warm, but otherwise pretty good. No bad dreams, or at least non that I can remember.

sunday SUNDAY!

Who’s ready for some SportsBall? I hope the winning team can get more layups than the other team! I managed to find the local channel playing the Patriots game this evening. I set the PVR <- I hate that. It’s a DVR people. It’s a Digital Video Recorder, not a Personal Video Recorder. Jesus Christ sometimes Canada is slow.

Coffee is ready.

It’s gonna be an excitement filled day here. Jurassic World is up next, and I have Rocky Horror songs still stuck in my head, and I still need to watch Twilight.

I have died everyday, waiting for you

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I’m not ever going to go to sleep early again. Bad dreams for a couple of hours. 9:40-3:30 wasn’t too bad, just a little warm. I went to the bathroom, and got something to drink. Back to sleep. That’s when the bad dreams started. I’m not going to go into details but it was not a fun 3 hours sleep. I hope it doesn’t affect my day. Right now, I’m just waiting for the coffee to finish brewing.

So yeah, I’d prefer not to dream for a few days.

It was a long day yesterday drove to SlightlyBiggerTown to get some groceries, and to check out some books. The books, while old, are still being sold full cover price. Mom said to check Amazon, and they’re 50% the price. So they’ll be ordered.

Then it was off to AnotherSlightlyBiggerTown to get the rest of our pellets for the wood stove. That went off without a hitch, and we were soon on our way to get actual groceries. That didn’t take too long and soon we were at home. From there I brought in the groceries, and spent the next hour or so, carrying in the pellets.

That last line.

It’s gonna be a long day, and there’s nothing at all planned. I hope the coffee helps with my mood. It’s rather melancholy. I have either a half hour or an hour to perfect my fake smile and enthusiasm for the rest of the day.

Happy Friday.

Madness takes its toll

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Hey I am. Awake. I don’t think I moved at all last night. So my back is just a little tweaky. But that’s ok, we have to wait for Canadian Tire to call us, telling us the pellets are in. I don’t have to worry about lifting anything for at least a few days.

Coffee.

Yesterday afternoon, I registered to vote. Lemme tell you, voting wise, I’d rather vote in the United States. You only have two choices. There’s like 6 or 7 in this province. Only 2 or 3 actually matter, but there’s too many choices. For the love of dog, just tell us who to vote for! Haha

It looks like another gray day here. I discovered, it’s not really cloud cover here. A lot of it is smoke coming from BC, who’s is coming from Oregon. It’s still grey and depressing.

My mom and grandmother bickered all day yesterday. My grandmother who went to bed at like 6 the day before yesterday, was up and dressed at 7 am. Which means she was probably up 6 am. So she was wicked over tired. She didn’t have a good day yesterday. I feel bad for her some days with her dementia. it’s really has to be just as hard for her, as it is for the people around her. I can see habits in her that my mom has, but doesn’t realize it.

Wow this post kinda turned dark and sad didn’t it? I apologize for that. I didn’t mean for that to happen. But sometimes it does.

I love you, and I miss you.

Upstairs and down the hall

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My grandmother was up before me today. I know it’s two things:

  • She went to bed at like, 6 last night.
  • She has a hair appointment this morning.

She always does this. If we have some where to be, she’ll get up hours before. Because it usually takes her about 3 hours to eat breakfast, because she plays on her iPad, and forgets about her breakfast. So literally within 5 minutes of me getting up, I’m having a full blown conversation about why my father didn’t bring the trailer back to work, and how there’s two coffee pots in the kitchen, and how she prefers instant coffee.

Me in the other hand passed out at 9:40, and I don’t think I moved until sometime in the middle of the night when I had to pee, and then about 5:30 to pee again. Then I slept until my alarm went off. And the best thing; I’m not sore at all! That’s definitely a good thing.

Yesterday we went to SlightlyBiggerTown to finally get the wood pellets. We had lunch, where I had a shit-Tonne of bacon. It was glorious. They loaded all on the trailer for us, minus 30 bags – which due to a communication error, we’re sold. We have to go back and get them, as well as drop off the pallets. We get back to TinyTown, and we got 120 40lb bags downstairs and set up just how my dad wants them.

We don’t need that bum Tom Brady anymore! 1-0 baby! The road to the Super Bowl goes through Gillette baby!