Alcohol. It’s not just for cocktail glasses anymore….

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I’ve always loved dinosaurs. As a child my favorite place in the whole world was under the skeleton of a T Rex at the Museum of Natural History in NYC. So imagine my delight when I discovered these…

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So what, you say? Gummy dinosaurs are no big deal… tis true.

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But winosaurs? That’s booze, candy and dinosaurs all in one place! A little slice of heaven right there.

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And booze filled Hallmarks?

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I’m also very down with those.

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When librarians get bored.

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I saw this online the other day and it was too fun not to share.

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Librarians in France having fun during the pandemic.

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I’m always amused at this type of thing.

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But no matter how many times I try to recreate something similar it never works.

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Some of these are clever.

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Some, disturbing.

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But they all made me smile.

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And marvel at how close they were able to match the book covers.

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Dali would be proud.

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A breath of fresh air.

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We had some lovely weather this weekend and it felt good to open the windows for the first time this year.

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As you can see….

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We weren’t the only ones who enjoyed the sunshine and warm breezes.

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Dudley, who so far has been an indoor only cat, got his first whiff of spring.

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And I do believe he’s hooked.

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He went from window to window and totally flipped out when he heard the birds he’s always cackling about.

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In our backyard, in April?

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That can get pretty noisy.

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Bastards!

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I, along with what is probably half of the WordPress blogging population, despise the new block editor.

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I refuse to use it and have happily switched back to classic every time I compose posts on my phone.

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On the app, it’s one easy click and bam! Back to the simple, no frills way to post I’ve enjoyed since the day I got here. And then it happened. While fritzing around on my phone and seeing 11 of my apps needed updating today…. I scrolled down to WP.

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Noooo! The WordPress team assured me I could keep my beloved classic if I chose… and now I feel betrayed. Needless to say I didn’t update the app, which may forestall the inevitable. But for someone like me who has photo heavy blogs and doesn’t want all the added headaches of blocks, this is a nightmare.

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I’m not! No matter how many times you try to shove them down my throat. And hey, if you like and want the new editor? Fine. Enjoy it with my compliments… but why can’t they leave the old option open for those of us who don’t? Happiness Engineers my ass.

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In the continuing series – River is a Pandemic Slacker….

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What have I done during the pandemic that can be considered constructive? Well… I’ve gained weight, tore the meniscus and damaged the MCL in my right knee, gained more weight, adopted a cat and drank my skyrocketing weight in alcohol. What haven’t I done?

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I haven’t written and published a cookbook with a lizard.

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But this woman did.

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And I think I’m going to have to buy it.

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Pandemic humor.

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Because we all need a laugh now and then.

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Wow. I might need to buy a new air conditioner.

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Don’t judge. It’s been a very long year..

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There’s a mental image for you!

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We do indeed.

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Rest assured, I will never be doing that.

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Technically that last one isn’t a pandemic meme. But if you’ve shopped for building materials lately… you know its pandemic related. Plywood has gone up about a million percent since last March. It’s insane!

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A little bird told me.

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The husband came home with yet another one of those free newspapers he picks up at the store every time he sees them. He really can’t help himself. But instead of the usual meaningless drivel, this publication had a few interesting factoids.

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A 15 inch flake? That’s almost as wide as Paris Hilton.

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We have Winnie to thank for OMG? Who knew.

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Well, alright then.

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I have no explanation for that whatsoever.

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And now my mind is truly blown.

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Someone thought this was a good idea.

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While at our local pub last week, a patron who was sitting on the other side of the bar bravely ordered this:

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Yes, you read that correctly. The beer was brewed with gummy bears. Why such an atrocity should take place I don’t know… but he laughed and gagged and promptly pushed the can back at the bartender who attempted to throw it away. I say attempted because you know my husband wasn’t going to let that happen.

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Yes, the beer was pink.

Yes, it tasted as horrible as you would imagine pink gummy bear beer would taste.

But you know what? The husband drank it anyway… because free beer is free beer.

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Art I most definitely do not need.

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One little picture of Dudley on Facebook. That’s all it took for the Catopia algorithm to switch into high gear. And today? Unfortunately it’s bathroom themed.

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Yikes.

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Not anymore, no. Although thanks to Covid and an injured knee…. there is a whole lot more of it.

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Wow.

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I’d say this poster is a little cheeky, but that’s a tad too on point.

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If Dudley wanders in and hands me the toilet paper? I’m totally ditching Facebook.

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Going out on a limb…. Part 3.

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You’re back! Even though your eyes hurt from rolling so far up in your head? I appreciate that. Try not to think of me differently, I’m still the same margarita swilling, rock obsessed, chicken loving  Mainiac (capital M thank you very much) you know and love. This is just another quirk to add to the list.

So that was strange experience number two. My reading with a psychic. It seems odd all these years later to even admit that out loud, but the simple act of rereading my blog from that time has lightened my heart again. If I took nothing else away from that weird and wonderful night it was the fact that our loved ones are never really gone.  I truly believe that now…. and it’s a great comfort.

So here’s my last episode of that spiritual adventure. The aftermath.

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I think I opened the floodgates….

Added: Wednesday, January 30th 2013 at 5:29am by rivergirl

Since my experience last Saturday, I’ve told a few close friends about the psychic I saw and how she made a believer out of me… if just for one night. I was a bit fearful of their reactions… expecting eye rolls and chuckles. But I swear it was like they were all waiting for that particular door to open so they could tell their stories.

It was completely bizarre…. A totally no nonsense conservative told me of visitations from his late mother. An old girlfriend I went to school with and thought I knew everything about, admitted she’s been seeing a psychic for 15 years. A down to earth grandmother of 7 told me about her numerous feelings of deja vu. A man that works with my husband, the most rigidly analytical mind in the office, brought these books for me to read and confessed he is a devout believer.

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I skimmed a few chapters of these and think this woman is a flake……but whatever. It was the thought that counts.

I guess what really struck me is most people don’t feel comfortable talking about this subject until they know you’re on board.

So… I’m putting it out there.

I told you of my mind blowing re-connection with my late father. Are any of you willing to share your other worldly experiences?

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I’d love to hear your stories… if you’re willing to share. And yes, I have a few more strange things in the archives. Experiences from time spent at my mother’s bedside during her last days in hospice. Maybe I’ll post those as well….

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