Friday, January 31, 2025

“Dear January, how can you be 31 days long and still feel like an eternity?”

The plant called Cowboy into work at 12:15 pm, he didn't get out of bed until 10:42 am this morning, so he didn't have very much time to do anything.

He already had breakfast when they called, but he had to quickly get those chickens fed and watered.

Wednesday, January 29, 2025

"Hardware store adventures with my better half. πŸ› ️πŸ₯°"

We spent the morning at Lowe's.
Cowboy returned the old faucet, but I think he made the same mistake, and this new faucet will not work either.
We have a terrible leak in the bathtub, Cowboy went to fix it Saturday, and he'd bought the wrong thing.
I swear he said that he had a male fitting, and the one he returned was female.
He bought another female, I asked him if he was sure that was right, and he insists it is.
I may have heard wrong.

May their souls rest in peace, and may their loved ones find comfort


Tuesday, January 28, 2025

"Living on one income: a constant juggle with necessities and repairs. πŸ’ΈπŸ”§"

I went out to give my strays food, Lamont was hunkered under the carport, and he's bad sick.
He has like yellow snot just pouring out of his mouth.

I came in, called animal control, they sent an officer down.
As they come from the sheriff's department, I assume he was a deputy.

Monday, January 27, 2025

New Bedding Just What The Doctor Ordered

It's a Monday, in January.
What can I say?

We did go to Walmart to buy some quick dinners I can cook.
Badger is down and out, I can't go with the menu, and what we bought Thursday, that is stored in Badger's head.

I caught up on laundry, there is always laundry regardless of whether I've done it on Friday.

Thursday, January 23, 2025

"Winter's chill won't last forever; spring's warmth is just around the corner. πŸ§£πŸ’š #HoldOn"

Today was our town day, we got that over and done with.
We were home at 1 pm, which was good timing, all things considered.

Heron came home from work, and put me curtain rods up at the front, bedroom hallway, and laundry room doors.
Badger tried, but the gal is so short, she just could not manage.
I appreciated her efforts.
I also very much appreciated a tired Heron helping.

Wednesday, January 22, 2025

"Sometimes it feels like the universe conspires to keep me down."

I try to keep up the blog, even if it's only one sentence, so that I can roughly remember what day it actually it.

Time has no meaning, my days have no meaning.

Tuesday, January 21, 2025

"Life is a series of disappointments, followed by more disappointments."

I'm just in no mood for anything.

I deactivated my Facebook today, the blog is set back to private. 

Monday, January 20, 2025

Thursday, January 16, 2025

Feeling like I've been hit by a truck πŸ›ŒπŸ€’

I'm saying this is day #3 of the crud.
I took an expired Covid test this morning, that was negative, but again, it expired like three years ago.

I managed to get the groceries in, but this is the first time I've been out of bed since I came back.

Monday, January 13, 2025

"In the end, we'll all become stories." - Margaret Atwood

I have nothing, isn't that about what I always say?

It's January, we're into being bears, and hibernating.

This is TV and tablet season.

Sunday, January 12, 2025

"Monkeying around in the aisles of Walmart. πŸ’πŸ›’"

The snow is trying to hold on, but it is slowly melting in spots.
The roads are perfectly clear, at least the main roads.
The back roads may take a lot longer to clear.

Heron has gone to N. to see his girlfriend.
He made it, and actually made it up this driveway.
I'm surprised he did.

Saturday, January 11, 2025

Cozy blankets and snow-covered rooftops

Cowboy got home at 5:45 am.
Needless to say, he slept until 12 pm-noon.
He ate breakfast, fed the chickens, and shoveled a path from the front door down to Heron's RV.

Thursday, January 9, 2025

"When things need fixing, I’m the go-to person. πŸ› ️🧰🌟"

With the snow forecasted, as you can imagine, the stores were packed.
Shelves are getting empty, but Walmart was stocking them as fast as they emptied out.

The plant called twice while we were at the store, something froze up.
The second time they called, Cowboy told them he was on the way home, he needed to feed his chickens.
If they still needed him, to call.

Wednesday, January 8, 2025

Chilled to the bone 🦴πŸ₯Ά

Another do nothing sort of day.
We're to the hibernating time of year.

I'm boring 365 days of the year, but at least from April to October I can describe my daily walks.
Come winter, and cold temperatures, nope, this old bird hibernates.

Sunday, January 5, 2025

Seriously?πŸŒͺ️😑"

Raven didn't take the littles back until 4 pm, mind you, he has to go to work at 10 pm tonight.
So, no sleep.

Badger cleaned up after they left, there was a huge mess this week.
Marshmallows all over the place, I don't buy marshmallows.

That was a giant mess to walk out into.

Thursday, January 2, 2025

"Oops, I did it again—burnt dinner, anyone? πŸ§‘πŸ»‍🍳🧯πŸ”₯"

Cowboy slept most of the day, he smells like Icy Hot, so he's in pain.
He keeps complaining about the arm where he got his Covid jab throbbing, he's complained about that from the minute they stuck it in.
That's what? Four years now?

Wednesday, January 1, 2025

"Coffee in hand, ready to tackle a brand new year. 🌟☕️πŸŽ‰"

I ended up watching the ball drop; I was into a very good murder book, and time slipped away.
I read the last page at like 11:50 pm, and figured since I was already awake, I may as well just turn the TV on.

Ring out the old, Ring in the new!!