Welcome to primitive prairie moments. The power is out. There’s no coffee. Since the power only went out about 15 minutes ago, we have no idea when it will be back, as they probably don’t even have guys on site yet. TinyTown is full of bird noises and the sound of distant farm equipment. Shawshank’s…
Good morning, world. Today marks the 48th anniversary of the day that my husband was ejected from the mother ship. The universe has seen fit to grace him with sunshine, and hot weather- but not a chance to sleep late this morning. I had my weeks completely fucked up on the calendar this week. Right…
Good morning, world. Everyone up? Yes? Good. Happy fucking Saturday. Pod let us Shawshank sleep in; he came into bed for the daily morning snuggle. We cuddled for at least an hour before he started being a pain in the ass and climbing the wall. Friday was fucking beautiful. https://www.tiktok.com/@poptartapocalypse/video/7510412424286309678 I spent some of the…