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.

Friday, November 22, 2013

The Human Turducken

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Sweet Gummi Mary! Can the world stop conspiring against Mrs. Hillbilly Mom for 3.9 seconds? First cat out of the bag this morning, I had t...
Thursday, November 21, 2013

Mrs. Hillbilly Mom Has A He In Her Bonnet

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Please, please , please! For the love of Sweet Gummi Mary, MAKE IT STOP! One would prefer, when one comes home from a hard day at work, a...
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Some Calls It A Stinker

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Whew! It's been one of those days. I feel like Wile E. Coyote after firing off a truckload of ACME products at the Roadrunner. This da...
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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

When I Think Back On All The Stuff I've Seen In Mom's Kitchen...It's A Wonder I Can Sleep At All

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There are some things one doesn't want to see in a person's kitchen. Here are a few examples: A used Band Aid next to the cutting ...
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Monday, November 18, 2013

I Fear The Two Of Them Cannot Be Left Alone

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I was distracted today, coming up the driveway after school. I had to count downed trees (3), scan for missing chickens (0), make sure Ann t...
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Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Etiology Of A Spat

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Do you ever talk to yourself? Yeah. Me too. That's because I have a rapt audience. Sometimes, I also have an uninvited audience. A eaves...
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Saturday, November 16, 2013

The Music, Man!

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We've got trouble, my friends. Trouble, right here in Hillmomba. Let me tell you what I mean. We've got one, two, three, four, five,...
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I am old, and have 2 young kids and an old husband. My days are pretty full just annoying them.
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