Let’s start with a beautiful picture I snapped the other night when we took a ride up the coast.
Maine summer on the ocean.
You can’t beat it.
Our neighbor invited us over to see their tree house up close and personal.
Yes, the tree adjacent tree house I complained about in my blog a while back.
So… which one of you weasels ratted me out?
Adverbs.
Or rather, the death of them… is driving me to drink.
Real delicious?
Make the next one a double.
Grocery store bouquets.
Because sometimes a girl just has to buy herself flowers.
Socks… for my table?
Wonder if the dryer will eat those as well.
And finally, because you know I couldn’t resist….
You’re welcome.
River's world..... 
The treehouse looks pretty nice. Thanks for the laugh. By the way, socks on a hardwood floor seems like a recipe for disaster. I wouldn’t want your table to fall on its way to the fridge.
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Yes, I have to agree. The quality of construction on that little house in the trees far exceeds the one in which we currently reside. And that’s just wrong!
As for the socks, yes. No good can come from wandering tables.
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Is it technically a tree house if it’s built next to a tree? In any case, it’s quite elaborate!
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I call it the tree adjacent tree house.
And as long as the trees are leafed and I can’t see it? We’re good.
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That tree house is on Air B&B, I saw it, you’d better be careful because before you know it, the frat parties will begin. Okay, squirrel mafia parties, and they’re much rowdier than fat boys.
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At this point I’d be pleased if the squirrel posse would take up residence next door. The house is in a tree. What more could they want!
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Well, glad you were able to get out of the house and you bought a grocery store bouquet!
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50% more real butter”–mmmmm—what’s the rest???
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Chemicals, preservatives and artificial coloring.
Yum.
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Hey that could be a she shed!
I love flowers too. Well done.
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I don’t understand why people hate adverbs and cliches and puns. That’s what makes everything read better. Like real better.
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Touché!
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Funny! I especially like the chicken strip…indeed, who doesn’t love one!
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So, does “50% more real butter” mean there’s 50% more real butter than before, or that the butter itself is 50% more real than before? And do we want to know what the other 50% is?
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We most definitely do not want to know. 50% butter is 50% chemicals and no one wants that on their biscuits.
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What has been seen? Cannot be unseen………………
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That was the plan…
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ugh
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