The Miller Report 08282025 🌻
Welcome to Miller’s Mysteries , where the sunshine is so golden it could practically be bottled and sold as Connecticut’s finest vintage. The neighbor’s goats are nosy as ever, peeking in like unpaid interns, while our cats stare back with the judgment of aristocrats. Nyx A hawk might swoop past, squirrels chase each other in high-speed pursuits, and somewhere down the road, someone’s grilling like it’s a national holiday. I’m looking forward to catching a show at Calendar House, an AMC movie with extra butter on the popcorn, and a game of mini-golf that will almost certainly end with me fishing my ball out of the water hazard. Southington’s patios are calling too, because what’s better than eating outdoors with the faint chance of a goat cameo? • Across my Desk!! I'm tired of being the only one who cleans, pays all the bills, cooks every day, and does dishes in this house. I am the backbone of this family. I live alone, but still. Not all women wan...