We got everything you want honey, we know the names Shawshank, December 8, 2021 Good morning sunshine, the earth says hello. It’s Wednesday, and I’m going back to work. The mini vacation was short as always. I wish I could stay home a little longer. Thankfully this is a short week. Coffee is brewing, and it’s dark outside. It’s a little warmer than it has been the last couple of days. That’s a good thing for a Floridian! Ok, let’s get this day started! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life So if I gotta die I’m gonna listen to my body tonight, yeah January 1, 2023 Good morning, happy New Year, my friends. I hope the new year will be 100s of times better than 2022. Now you just have to write 2023 when you’re dating stuff. Don’t worry, by June, you should be in the habit of doing that. Until then just keep trying. We… Read More
Life Dark July 7, 2020July 11, 2020 This, by far, is the best television show out there. Let's not even look at the “plate of spaghetti” that they call a story line. The lighting and cinematography in the show is simply amazing. Never have I seen a dark cave like this look so immense and dreadful. It… Read More
Life Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey! December 28, 2021 So I ruined coffee this morning. Last night I figured that we’d have a treat with some cinnamon in it. Big mistake. 3/4 of the coffee brewed – with all the grounds mixed in the other 1/4 was all over the counter. The replacement coffee is brewing. Happy Tuesday y’all!… Read More
Good morning, and happy Wednesday. Greetings from the snowy Great White North. I don’t mean that in a “there’s snow on the ground” way, I mean it’s actively snowing right at this very moment. Shawshank went back to work this morning, but it’s only half the week. In the meantime, I’ve got the flat to myself and can write up something longer. My flight up here was pretty uneventful, which was exactly what I wanted. Like I posted last week, the last flight of the trip was delayed a bit. My biggest worry was the trip through customs, which turned out to be absolutely nothing. I answered a handful of questions at a kiosk, which spat out a slip of paper that I brought to a guy in a booth. He looked at the slip of paper before sticking a little green dot on the front of my passport. I gave the slip of paper to someone in yet another booth, flashed my green dot at her, and was on my way into Canada. Contrary to what we had planned – a joint for me and late night chicken nuggets – we simply drove back to the house. Understandable, as it was already about 1:30 when we left the airport. We rolled into the house just before 4am, did the bedtime routine, and crashed. Shawshank had bought me a couple of joints special for me, and that particular strain coupled with my overall anxiety put my inner voice into overdrive in absolutely scary ways. I have one joint left, and I’ll definitely finish it. With something other than my thoughts to occupy my attention, I think I might have better luck with it during the day. I was incredibly awkward for a few days. I apologized profusely for acting as positively un-wifey as a person could be after a 20-year relationship. Since he’s at work today, I’m home alone. I did the dishes and drank a pot of coffee. The rest of the day is going to be working on some crafty stuff. Like this:Like Loading…Related Posts:beat downFatass Frog on a WindowsillIt’s Fine.Potatoes, paintings, and photos Reply