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, March 5, 2021

It's Deja Clue-less All Over Again

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Too soon? It's only been one week since I told you about The Pony taking the last three Ritz Crackers out of the box, and LEAVING THE EM...
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Thursday, March 4, 2021

Hillmomba, We Have A Problem [Again]

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You know I'm a fan of pinwheels. Not the chocolate and marshmallow cookies that are so tasty. Nor the wind-spinning toy on a stick. I me...
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Wednesday, March 3, 2021

The Phones Have Ears

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I am living in a horror movie of my own making. Not a serious horror movie. Not like those I avoid, even switching channels to miss the comm...
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Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Only Old Baby Blue, And Perhaps The Pony, Could Have Been More Traumatized

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I shudder to inflict this upon your tender psyches, but remember when The Pony was sent upstairs to get my favorite sweatshirt, Old Baby Blu...
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Monday, March 1, 2021

I Stopped The World And Knelt With You

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That's The Pony's new single. A song written (by me, with heave plagiarization) as a tribute to his college friend, 2nd Bestie. She...
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Sunday, February 28, 2021

Driving With Lazy

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I am the chauffeur again, now that The Pony is back home. Not that he agrees to ride with me very often. He's a homebody unless lured ou...
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Saturday, February 27, 2021

How Untouched Is That Doggie In The Meadow

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I saw a little dog running through a field Thursday, on my way home from town. It was the field across from where the guy used to have sheep...
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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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