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Leaving Lowe’s the other day we saw a little car.
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And if you think it doesn’t look that small?
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Here it is parked next to the husband’s old Ford truck.
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There’s small… and then there’s small. I mean really, what are they picking up at Lowe’s in that? A thumb tack might fit..
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Disclaimer: I am not an egg fan. I cook with them but have never found them the least bit appetizing…. so my take on these products might be slightly skewed.
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Mr. Sneezy?
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No thank you.
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While this one doesn’t gross me out per se…
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They’re something about dropping a group of penguins in boiling water I just can’t get behind.
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Do we need to mold eggs?
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We most certainly do not.
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Next week a contractor will be here to build a bar in our barn.
Yes, you read that correctly, a contractor… one we will pay. Actual money. That surprised me since the husband has does most of the Barn Mahal construction himself, but this guy also built the bar at our local pub… so instead of having a spouse made amateur facsimile, we’ll have a serious bar.
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With these giant extremely heavy boards the husband has kept from the original framing back in 2012.
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The boards that have been moved, shifted, relocated, bumped into and cursed for 8 long years…. so all I can say is, yay.
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Of course the other day we had to move them one last time.
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Because my other half wanted to get an idea what the future boozer would look like.
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And yes, that’s a driftwood Christmas tree on the right.
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My girlfriend made it, used it one year, then gave it to me for our porch. Unfortunately we experience a cross breeze from our neighbor’s field equivalent to the Ames research center wind tunnel NASA uses to test its rockets. That tree literally flew. Which is generally not what you want Christmas decorations to do.
So it’s been inside the barn for a few years and despite my pleading that it would be a nice addition to the bar room, husband wants it gone.
Tons of useless rusty crap? He’ll find the room. One unique and quirky decorative tree? Bye bye.
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I hope you’re enjoying these photographs as much as I am.
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Albino North American Porcupine.
And while I’ll include the well known and cute…
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Giant Panda.
It’s the unusual….
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Whispered Auklet.
And odd I usually prefer.
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Silvery Marmoset.
Like this fellow.
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Devil’s Flower Mantis.
“Back away from the beetle and no one gets hurt.“
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Texas Blind Salamander.
Biodiversity is a wonderful thing.
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Four Toed Jerboa.
You know Mother Nature was 3 margaritas into a pitcher when she came up with the ‘dillo.
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Southern Three Banded Armadillo.
So many variations of the creatures you think you know.
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Common Yabby.
This way there be dragons…
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Ribboned Seadragon.
Heck, this guy is perpetually Bloody Mary ready…. he’s got celery on his head!
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What passes for news in my town?
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Oh no! The poor girl. Being roosterless is a terrible thing.
Or so I’ve heard…
A while back I made a Facebook Veterans Day post with some photos of the hubby in uniform. I found these after the fact.
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In Beirut, Lebanon October 1983 with the bombed out Marine barracks in the background.
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He took 12 bodies out of that building.
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A horrible day.
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This one was in Newport, Rhode Island (not sure of the year) He was receiving a commendation for saving a man’s life.
That’s my husband. And yes, I’m proud.
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A frosty sunrise photo down by the river.
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Okay, maybe you didn’t used to drink in the woods…. but I was a teenager who grew up on an Island in Maine. We drank everywhere.
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And finally, an update.
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Yay.
I love a happy ending.
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After the Barn Mahal clean out… there was open space. Glorious, uncluttered open space. I knew it wouldn’t last, but I appreciated it all the same.
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And when I looked around? There was a table and chairs.
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Okay, we’re building a bar for that… but whatever.
The next day?
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There was another table and chairs.
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The day after that 3 more tables had migrated their way in. WTH? Is the husband planning on opening a cafe….
Which is exactly what I asked him during our inaugural beer.
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No, it wasn’t our first time on the nectar of the gods merry go round, but it was the first time we drank inside the barn, seated at a table, with heat.
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I never did get an answer to my why do you need 5 fricking tables question… but we did manage to get that stupid mobility scooter we wasted $850 on last year up and running again.
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We purchased it second hand for his brother, who swore he needed it… until we gave it to him free of charge, when he decided he didn’t want it after all. 😡
We tried selling it last year but didn’t have any luck. Now the husband wants it gone so I’m going to list it again… for half what we paid, damn it…. and see what happens.
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Note to self? It’s probably not a good idea to drink beer for hours and then fully charge a scooter.
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The following day I figured if I couldn’t beat the too many tables paradigm, I’d join it… and hung a little something of my own for flavor.
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Perfect!
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There was a post on our local Facebook page the other day and I thought it warranted a second look.
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Strange signs appearing on your lawn?
My town has an answer.
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Makes sense.
Pee here! Not there…
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I think we all know a few candidates who should have been left far, far behind.
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Bub.
It’s a Maine thing… never mind.
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Aliens!
That’s a blog worthy answer right there.
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Even Google doesn’t have a clue. How often does that happen?
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I’m all about trying new household products.
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A natural grapefruit scented cleaner? With a pamplemousse translation?
Bring it!
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Okay, no unicorns is a tad disappointing… but it smelled great and worked quite well.
Until the day I used it to wipe down our smooth surface stovetop and then turned on a burner.
Holy craparoni! The lovely fruity smell went from delightful wafts of citrus to noxious room clearing fumes in no time flat.
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And upon further examination the oh so natural ingredients were anything but.
I read sodium gluconate is derived from plants, but it doesn’t sound like I’m going to be picking it off a tree in a pesticide free orchard anytime soon. Turns out it’s the sodium salt of gluconic acid.
Blech!
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Admit it, you need to laugh as much as I do.
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Yeah, I hate when that happens.
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I’ve never had the pleasure, but from the tone of the reviews…. I’m going to pass.
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Karen.
That bitch is trying my patience.
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Am I the only one who’s slightly freaked out by this…?
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Stop bogarting the Oreos fat boy. Christmas is about sharing….
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2020.
It’s the only explanation.
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