I’m Just About To Blow My Top


I stole this post title from the Wanda Jackson song, Fujiyama Mama. This post has nothing to do with the song but still fits.
Friday evening, we were watching a live feed of the volcano in Iceland. Randy is nearly blind without his glasses and my eyesight is failing rapidly. Either way, we were seeing the video completely different from each other

It’s The Little Things, Y’all


It’s the little things. It’s a perfect day. I mean, if I were to describe how gorgeous it is outside right now, I’d use every cliche in the book. My description would be flowery and overwrought, like a Hallmark card or the poetry I wrote when I was 19. We have a gorgeous Japanese willow in front of our house. The flowers are just now blooming. I can tell because my nose has been...

Stop Talking

zippered mouth

I can’t remember if I wrote about this before. Maybe? I’m way too lazy to look. I mean, fatigued. My immune system went into overdrive after my first Pfizer vaccine on Friday. I felt like ass all day Saturday. Today is Sunday and I’m much better. Just a little achy and tired. While that is all true, I probably wouldn’t have looked anyway. Anyway, now that I got the first...


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