We’ve got a long way to go, and a short time to get there Shawshank, July 6, 2021 It’s chilly here this morning, I’ll be wearing pants today, I just told Crystal. I might even put on a sweatshirt or a button down. This weather is crazy. 2 days ago it was 90 degrees, now it’s 54. Wild weather. Coffee has brewed. I have to find some socks. I don’t understand this weather haha. It was a nice weekend. I think I actually relaxed for the most part. I watched the Tomorrow War, lots of Archer, and a couple of hours of Sons of Anarchy. All in all, it was a pretty good weekend. Coffee time! Happy Tuesday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life And void would be calling September 23, 2020 I’m out of coffee. It’s really gray and chilly feeling outside. I’ve been up since 7:15, and it’s only 9:46. This day is moving slowly. I don’t really have anything constructive to write about. I think I just wanted to write something. Yanno? I hope it doesn’t rain today, as… Read More
Life Could have been the Willie Nelson, could have been the wine June 10, 2021 Almost. To. The. Weekend. I can almost taste it. And it tastes like toothpaste. Again, out like a light. I do remember getting up in the night this time. And I think I had strange dreams. But they’re just at the point that I can’t remember, just a feeling. It’s… Read More
Life Policeman taps his shades – is that a Chevy 69? November 27, 2020November 27, 2020 First thought this morning: yay, it’s Saturday. Narrator: it is, in fact, not Saturday. Least it’s Friyay, and I’m not dreaming of Saturday, on say Monday. So that’s a good thing fo sho. I was busy helping my dad help me build a bed frame for the king size bed… Read More
In regards to Tomorrow War, I wonder if you also feel kind of ambivalent towards it. I mean, I’m not mad at it, but I wasn’t a fan either…what did you think?? Reply
More thunderstorms. I’m very ok with this. Thunderstorms are a lovely way to wake up. It’s warm, but not as warm as it has been. I like the heat, so it doesn’t matter. Shawshank, on the other hand, says he’s in pants and chilly. Such a temp difference. Unfortunately, the downside of the storms is scared kitties. Mal just slunk across the living room, into Mom‘s room and whatever safe place he’s found. And as much as I love the storms, I’m beginning to hate what they mean. I’m getting restless. I only started noticing it in the last week or two. It’s harder to sit and do nothing all day, every day. I want to get out of the house. Even if it’s just the backyard, I can’t sit and stare at these walls any more. I need to do more than sit, and I need to take care of me. I’m binging “Breaking Bad” while I put on makeup in the mornings. There’s afternoon and evening poi. Anything to get out. I slipped a workout in between storms yesterday. I was miserable and hot and wanted to go longer but just couldn’t. After dinner, I went out for some spin time. I’d taken a break because of the rain and soreness, and took it easy last night. Things were still damp, but not wet enough to mess with my footing. Again, anything to be out and doing something. Last Friday, we went out for Chinese again. My fortune cookie was fabulous. Goals. I need to get out before I grow roots (and get any fatter). Today… I don’t know. Maybe going to Walmart to buy cat food. Human form, for starters, then we’ll go from there. Enjoy your Tuesday, my friends. Like this:Like Loading…Related Posts:Problem #2The weekend is finally upon us.BrilliantNo fun in the forecast Reply