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, September 30, 2024

The Pony Cannot Change His Spots

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As I mentioned yesterday, The Pony developed a significant rash overnight, after his 8 hours of delivering mail in the rain on Friday. My l...
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Sunday, September 29, 2024

Poor Pitiful Pony Picks Up A Problem

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Sweet Gummi Mary! As if it wasn't hardship enough for The Pony to spend 8 hours delivering mail Friday in a pouring rain at 63 degrees.....
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Saturday, September 28, 2024

The Pony Is Not A Mudder

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It's Friday, and we're getting 2 inches of rain from the spiraled-around tail-end of that hurricane, I guess. Our weather is actuall...
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Friday, September 27, 2024

The Pinwheel Situation

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I tried making my own pinwheels a few days ago, in an attempt to recreate the ones I get at the Country Mart deli. I used a big flour tortil...
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Thursday, September 26, 2024

Farmer H Is The New Centipede

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A few weeks ago, when Farmer H was having so much trouble with his feet, and had me order some special insoles... he said he also needed new...
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Wednesday, September 25, 2024

A Heartbreaking Tale Of Staggering Unusuality

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I hesitate to tell this sad tale, but it has been bothering me since yesterday. So now it will bother you, too. Unless you decide to skip it...
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Tuesday, September 24, 2024

The Hassle Of Canceling

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Farmer H and I have come to a monumental decision. We are about to cancel our landline! Which is through the phone company my dad worked for...
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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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