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.

Thursday, March 31, 2016

The Pony Is A Silver-Tongued Devil

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The Pony is going to prom again this year. Same dance, different date. Tuesday, we went to rent a tux. Of course he got the trainee who ...
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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Mate And Switch

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Yesterday, Farmer H sent me a text in the middle of the day. “I found a switch.” Sweet Gummi Mary! What was THAT supposed to mean? A...
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Tuesday, March 29, 2016

This Pot Regrets Implying That The Kettle Is Black

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You knew it would happen, didn't you? Mrs. Hillbilly Mom's comeuppance. Even Steven adding a tally mark. Karma dangling by sharp tee...
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Monday, March 28, 2016

Hopefully, The Headlines Will Not Report An Epidemic Of Hoof-And-Mouth Disease In Hillmomba

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So...we had the big Easter feast at the Mansion yesterday. The #1 son graced us with his presence for two hours. Just slightly longer than t...
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Sunday, March 27, 2016

SOMETHING Appears To Be Authentic

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It's no secret that unexplained incidents happen frequently at the Mansion. Aside from the nightly footsteps that nobody admits to up ab...
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Saturday, March 26, 2016

The Importance Of Being Sternest

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Sweet Gummi Mary! The apple has rolled so far from the tree that it bounced off a bluff, dropped into the Mississippi, bobbed out into the G...
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Friday, March 25, 2016

It's Not Like I Can Arrange A Playdate

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The Pony and I stopped at Terrible Cuts for haircuts on the way home yesterday. In fact, yesterday's post was going to be titled: Haircu...
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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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