Hillbilly Mansion

A 20-acre utopia smack dab in the middle of Hillmomba, where Hillbilly Mom posts her cold-hearted opinions, petty grievances, and self-proclaimed wisdom in spite of being a technology simpleton.

Saturday, July 18, 2026

Where The (Errand) Day Takes Me

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I don't really have anything to talk about today. But that's never stopped me from posting, heh, heh! I'm picking up The Pony at...

Friday, July 17, 2026

The End Is Near

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At leg therapy on Wednesday, OT was excited to hear that my pumps were arriving that very day. She measured my legs, and said she would canc...

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Thursday, July 16, 2026

P-Day

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This is P-Day! The day my leg pumps are supposed to arrive. I got two emails about it. They're coming by FedEx. Supposed to be here betw...

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Wednesday, July 15, 2026

POOLIO Is Kaput

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A while back, Farmer H and Old Buddy took the cover off POOLIO, and spent a half hour leaning on the side, gazing into the shallow depths of...

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Tuesday, July 14, 2026

You Can Trust Him To Build Your House, But Not To Serve Your Meal

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It's another edition of Farmer H in the Kitchen. Where his behavior is like that of an alien who has no concept of bacteria nor the laws...

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Monday, July 13, 2026

A Mission For Two

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I am sending The Pony and Farmer H on a mission this week. They must drive to the regional lottery office to cash in two tickets. They are n...

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Sunday, July 12, 2026

My Choking Story

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It happened during my senior year of college. My home-town roommate and I were driving from Hillmomba back to Springfield. We had a 2-bedroo...

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Hillbilly Mom: I am old, and have 2 young kids and an old husband. My days are pretty full just annoying them.

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