The weekends were beautiful. The mornings started out as cloud, just like Friday. Then around mid-day to mid-afternoon, the sunshine would come out and play against crispy blue skies. Sometimes fluffy, puffy clouds of white and some sylphs, too, would make their presence.
Yesterday, the parakeets got their brief shower with the garden hose while Maw and Paw entertained the old lady, Indy. She shared horror stories of Poi being a bitch. The whole parish knows that old hag has a bad mouth, converses as if to impress others and makes enemies, especially with Carlos, who has nothing to do with that woman – Poi, the single broad with a chip on her shoulder.
Today, we attended the 10:45am mass. Later, I used the electric blower out back. Then Maw pulled my white hair and in return I painted her nails. The winds were blowing warm and then colder in the after while the parakeets got their fresh air.
The whole month has been sleepy for me. I don’t care anymore WTF happens. Damn morons.
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