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, February 28, 2022

What Fresh Not-Heaven Is THIS?

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Genius, The Pony, and I have been playing Wordle every day, sending our results to each other. I had ONE DAY where I was the winner! So far...
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Sunday, February 27, 2022

I HOPE We're Not Going There Again

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Sweet Gummi Mary! Saturday morning, I took my medicine at 6:00 a.m, then at 7:00 a.m. It doesn't say I can't take them at the same t...
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Saturday, February 26, 2022

Nothing Mysterious About The Pony's Package

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Of course we're not discussing The Pony's personal package, but one he was tasked with delivering at work. He's so kind to show ...
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Friday, February 25, 2022

It's WHO You Know

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It's probably WHOM you know, but I'm not a stickler for proper pronouns.    Farmer H took me by the pharmacy after my most recent vi...
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Thursday, February 24, 2022

We've Got To Stop Meeting Like This

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Back to Convenient Care on Tuesday, with my hive-y rash. It was not as busy this time, my third visit there in 28 days. Farmer H dropped me ...
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Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Here We Go Again

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Farmer H is loading me up for another trip to Convenient Care this afternoon (Tuesday). I actually feel pretty good, but after a conversatio...
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Tuesday, February 22, 2022

A New Addiction For Mrs. HM

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Genius is an enabler. He had the audacity to ask me, by text, on Sunday if I play Wordle. No. I do not. An answer Genius did not like to hea...
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