Good morning, y’all. It’s another cold one in TinyTown. We’re up. The sun is starting to creep across the kitchen window. I think it’s Tuesday; my brain has been pushing my internal calendar a good 1-2 days ahead of reality since last week. I had the day to myself yesterday, which is always weird. Shawshank…
Hello, world. It’s another Monday morning, and we’re in the cuddle puddle on the couch. Chaucer is between his two favorite humans, and Pippin is stretched across Shawshank’s legs. I mostly slept this morning. When I did wake up, I refused to look at the clock until it was clear I wouldn’t be sleeping again.…
Good morning, world. I’m awake. Chaucer has been particularly deaf today, and spent much of the morning yelling until we left the bed. Shawshank worked yesterday morning, and I played video games. Pippin was in ultra snuggly baby mode, and followed me around the house while I got dressed. I played :jd: for a bit,…