Yeah, she probably gon’ be keeping some Victoria’s Secrets maybe a little Maybelline but she don’t need it Shawshank, June 24, 2023 Good morning mother-bitches! It’s Saturday! Garage sale day! I had a relatively good sleep. It was more of a light doze starting around 6:30 I believe. The bed was perfectly warm, but not too warm. Yesterday wasn’t too bad at work, but the time moved pretty slowly. Because the weekend. But that’s all over now, as we’re in the weekend. For most of the last 2 days, I prepped and got the items that BossLady want for the garage sale ready, and priced. The items that she picked are pretty much perfect garage sale items. I hope she gets what she asks for them. I guess I’ll find out come Tuesday. We may or may not stop at the store. There’s 26 other locations in town to check out, plus the library, as they’re hauling out books for a book sale. We’ll check it out. Last night Crystal and I went outside and she spun while I watched. She had her poi sticks. I like watching her when she uses the sticks – it seems like she does more tricks with them, than with the round poi. Either way, we both had fun outside. Then the mosquitos came. And started to bite. We beat a hasty retreat back into the house. From there we just watched Antiques Roadshow on Pluto, and then toddled off to bed for snuggles and sleeps. And now here we are! Happy Saturday! Life blogbloggercoffeegarage sale dayjournalmorningsTinyTown
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Life If you wanna see Heaven, brother, here’s your chance October 11, 2022 Red sky at night, sailors delight. Red sky in morning, sailors take warning. Lucky thing we’re land locked. No sailors here. Good morning! Happy Tuesday! It’s warm, but windy out there. And it’s forecasted to be the warmest day here until next Thursday. Gotta love the flat land. Coffee has… Read More
Life Sometimes cold and scared, and sometimes I cry August 24, 2020August 24, 2020 Yep, it’s Monday. I walk out to the kitchen as my mom is going back to bed. “Good Morning! How’re you?!” “Good morning, I’ve been awake for four minutes.” I don’t remember her being such a morning person. I slept ok. Started off under the covers, woke up in the… Read More