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.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Sometimes, You Just Want To Whack Somebody In The Head With A Big Fish

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Discussion at the Semi-Weekly Meeting of the Newmentia Lunch Time Think Tank grew a bit heated today. And by heated, I mean that Mrs. Hillbi...
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Monday, May 11, 2015

Break The Mo-old

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Let's hope the mold is broken. Shattered to miniscule fragments, like a piece of Waterford crystal (illegally) flung off the top of th...
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Sunday, May 10, 2015

Once Upon An Afternoon Feary

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Perhaps I did not mention the noises I heard in my dark basement lair this weekend. Perhaps I DID mention that Farmer H and The Pony were go...
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Saturday, May 9, 2015

THIS Is Why We Can't Have Our Sweet Delicious Cheesecake And Eat It Too

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Thursday, the faculty of Newmentia celebrated Teacher Appreciation Week with a brought-in meal from Pasta House. It was delicious, consideri...
Friday, May 8, 2015

The Voice Is Coming From The Fridge!

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Last night, Farmer H and The Pony went to visit the #1 son at college. Not so much visit, as load up stuff he needs to bring home from his d...
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Thursday, May 7, 2015

Boulevard Of Broken Knees

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I walk a lonely hall So disenchanted that I want to bawl Kids sure have the gall I set up the test and I walk alone I walk for all to s...
Wednesday, May 6, 2015

A Day Hot Enough To Make The Devil Sigh

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I become a little more like my mother every day. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind people parking in my driveway, and I don't go ...
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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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