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Because I wonder if we’ll ever go back to “normal”.
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A tasty alphabet to be sure.
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I’m all for that.
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I’ve never seen that ridiculous show, but I did get a kick out of this.
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No doubt! Have patience with your servers… they’re over worked, under staffed and have to deal with the public on a daily basis. For that they deserve hazard pay.
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🤣🤣🤣
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I’m currently reading what has got to be the strangest book ever written.
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Yes, it’s entirely about corpses. And while you may not think that’s an entertaining topic? I’m here to assure you… it can be.
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As you can see, the author has a sense of the bizarre as well as humor.
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And because I share all the weird and wonderful parts of my life with you?
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I’ll be sharing amusing snippets from this most fascinating read for the next few weeks.
😉
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The husband and I were driving to the grocery store the other day when he saw a sign for an antique show at the fairgrounds. And when my husband sees a sign for antiques?
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We spend the next 3 hours in drafty barns searching for treasure and endlessly gabbing with dealers.
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This little cart was sweet.
The $850 price tag? Not so much.
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Deer antler cribbage board? I’ll pass.
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Vintage clown with gaping open mouth ready to swallow your soul?
Hell no!
But the other half couldn’t leave empty handed.
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So we came home with an antique Boston milk crate with metal hinges and lock ..
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And a bottle of pain expeller with original box and insert.
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49% alcohol? That will cure what ails you.
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I mean really, just look how happy this woman was.
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Fall is tree pruning time and since our two mature apples and one small crabapple were in desperate need, we hired a professional arborist.
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That’s him tackling the out of control crabapple.
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And that’s him strapped onto a branch thinning out our (probably 45 year old) Macintosh.
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There were branches everywhere by the end of the day.
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Which made me glad clean up was included in the price.
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Crabapple before, with a 2×4 holding up a broken section.
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Crabapple after. It looks positively naked, but he assured us it would fill back in nicely next spring.
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Mature apples before.
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Mature apple trees after. The lighting is bad, but trust me… they were thinned out considerably and are probably breathing a sigh of relief as we speak.
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The arborist was here for 5 hours and did a wonderful job trimming and cleaning up. He even raked the lawn.
(The pear tree was also pruned, but I forgot to snap pics.)
Cost?
$400…. which I think was very reasonable.
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Because you’re currently scrolling a blog site. What else have you got to do?
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My answers were no where near as good as these, so I’ll just share..
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I’ve never understood spider hysteria. I find them to be fascinating, helpful creatures.
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Preach, brother. Preach!
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Yikes!
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I completely suck at Jenga. In any form…
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I often cruise the Facebook page of the wilderness rehab where we donated apples. They do wonderful work with wounded animals, and I like to check on the progress of the little guys we saw on our visit. This time I stumbled across a photo of ‘Pinky’ enjoying the fruit from our trees.
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Now that makes my heart swell.
And speaking of swelling…
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Today’s acupuncture treatment found 19 pins in my injured knee… and I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say my pain has decreased by a good 30% since starting this prickly journey.
Looking like a porcupine twice a week?
That’s just an added bonus.
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Temperatures are dropping, as are all the pretty autumn leaves. Late fall is setting in and winter won’t be far behind. Pumpkins will be tossed … but before you do, consider this:
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Critters love pumpkins. And if you aren’t blessed with chickens? Please cut them in half and toss them in your nearest woods. Many creatures can’t cut through the rind, but they love the juicy interior.
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Funny, and very true. I’ve never canned a single thing in my life and don’t intend to start now.
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If you’re tempted to wear these on Thanksgiving? Please… for the love of all that’s holy… post pictures.
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Because we love him and he’s simply too cute.
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Walkies are still proceeding nicely. And though I haven’t had to scramble up a tree after him again….
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That doesn’t mean he’s not thinking about it.
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And like the rest of us, Lord Dudley Mountcatten has put on a few extra Covid pounds. He used to be able to slink under this shelf, now he just gets stuck half way in.
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I’m not sure why, but Dudley will walk around the barn…
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But will never get on the porch. If I pick him up and put him there? He jumps down as if burned.
Conclusion: Cats be weird.
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And tired.
The beast must sleep 19 hours of every day. If I sound jealous, it’s because I am.
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I dislike cutsie.
My house is not filled with smiling cherub chotchkies or puppy angel geegaws. I do not post overly sweet photos of newborn babies reclining in hollowed out pumpkins.
So it should come as no surprise that I’m not a fan of nauseatingly precious named products.
If you have a pet odor remover? Say so….
Don’t get cute.
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This goes for crap collectors…
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Dog litter…
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And pet bathing hoses.
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Rinseroo?
I feel a cavity coming on just reading these.
But the worst?
This answer to the question Who’s your daddy?
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Pet fur is not the correct answer.
No.
It’s not even close….
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This week’s headlines from my little corner of the world.
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It’s duck season in Maine, so you can’t blame the poor bird for trying to find safe water.
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Not being a fan of eggs, I refuse to give this pie the recognition they believe it deserves.
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There you have it. A one of a kind chicken conveyance.
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Keep grandma off the streets!
Buy jam.
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We have chicken neighbors, but the rude things never drop by.
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