Welcome to yet another Tuesday. The day dawned sunny, with clear, blue skies, and the morning air is filled with the sounds of the trash trucks. I woke up with my sleep mask around my neck, rendering it completely useless. However, there wasn’t much time before Shawshank’s alarm was scheduled to go off. I scrolled…
Good morning! We have a sunny Monday morning here. Shawshank is setting up Pippin’s table, and the coffee pot has done its thing. Seems like a typical TinyTown morning. We had an uneventful Sunday, which is just the way we friggin like it. Once the day had progressed an acceptable amount, Shawshank had the first…
Hello, people. Happy Sunday. If you expelled a being from your vagina and it’s your thing, then happy Mother’s Day. The clouds and rain that contributed to me behaving like a completely cunty bitch over the last few days have finally blown out of the area. This morning is hella sunny. Chaucer has been enjoying…