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.

Monday, December 4, 2017

Two Bones To Pick With The Devil

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A while back, I complained about my new favorite lunch , the Chicken Bacon Ranch Pinwheels sold at The Devil's Playground deli departmen...
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Sunday, December 3, 2017

I'm Okay With Going Giftless. Really.

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Santa needs to get it in gear! Christmas is just around the corner, and his bag is empty. I have a list in my head. Not so much in my head...
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Saturday, December 2, 2017

These Beggars Are Really Ringing My Bell

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'Tis the season of donating to the less fortunate. Let the record show that Mrs. Hillbilly Mom does not mind donating. She DOES mind b...
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Friday, December 1, 2017

I'm Pretty Sure Goldilocks Could Give Me Some Good Advice

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You know how I was going to straighten up my dark basement lair last night? Okay, not so much straighten up , as throw away those three Vale...
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Thursday, November 30, 2017

And Now, The Rest (Or At Least More) Of The Story

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When we last convened, Mrs. Hillbilly Mom was hearing things behind her back. Not like malicious workplace rumors about herself. She's R...
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Wednesday, November 29, 2017

On The Cusp

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As I sit here thinking of how to approach my latest daily masterpiece...it is 12:12 a.m. On the cusp of the morrow. That gray area between T...
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Tuesday, November 28, 2017

No Place For Everything, And Nothing In Its Place

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You know how, when company is coming, and you have frittered away your time building a storage container garage, or reading conspiracy sites...
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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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