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You can’t use it, but you love it.
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That is a definite fashion statement.
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Of course they do.
Hypocrite much?
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I don’t even know what this is, but I feel justified in answering no.
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Just because they can, doesn’t mean they should.
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I’ve used my D cups as a shelf on occasion, but never for profit.
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As robotic dogs will do.. until robotic bacon treats are invented.
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My beloved Red Sox are starting the season in true Boston form.
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I’m so proud.
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There are a few large treasures in the man cave/Barn Mahal that would be Antique Roadshow worthy…. but I refuse to be one of those poor schmucks shuffling along in line all day hauling these heavy and quite cumbersome objects.
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The apple press?
Definitely old.
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The butter turning table?
Definitely interesting.
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The manual wooden washing machine?
Definitely not. It weighs a ton!
🤣
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Cupboards are boring.
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I would.
I really would…
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Beer plus Girl Scout cookies?
I’m in.
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And speaking of beer, we dropped into a new small batch brewery to try a flight recently.
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The beer was quite good. Traditional German style Pilsners, dunkels and gose. Veteran owned and run, so you know my husband found someone to talk to… which made us late for our dinner reservation.
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Our first chuck of the season lost a little fur during hibernation.
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In an odd circular patch.
I was a bit worried…
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But it seems to be growing back nicely.
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I saw this on FB the other day and had to chuckle.
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Then I saw this answer and positively snorted.
JD gets makeup tips from raccoons.
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Yes, my pickle algorithm is alive and well.
Sigh.
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Because it’s Friday, and that’s how we roll.
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I could be funny and say toilet flushing ability. Saying goodbye to the litter box would be wonderful.
I could be sentimental and say the ability to live as long as we do because losing them breaks my heart every time.
But I’m going to choose the middle road and say communication.
I’d like to be able to talk to Lord Dudley Mountcatten, to carry on a conversation and see what’s rattling around in that little feline brain of his.
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How about you?
What superpower would you like to give your pet…
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In my continuing search to bring something unusual to the Antique Roadshow ( should we be chosen ) I submit this possibility.
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It’s a small obscure political booklet that I can’t find anywhere online.
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Privately published in 1938 by a group of ridiculously wealthy Republicans ( one of whom my mother dated in later years ) it’s a scathing satire of FDR and his New Deal policies.
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I’ve often thought of donating it to the FDR museum at Hyde Park…
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But maybe a trip to the Roadshow should come first.
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In my husband’s ongoing quest to drag all his junk up from the cellar and scatter it around the barn (in preparation for a yard sale that will never happen) he found a toy.
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A remote control car to be precise.
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And after installing fresh batteries, he had to take it for a test drive.
And by test drive, I mean a ‘slam into all the furniture legs at top speed’ drive.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was woken from his fifth nap of the day and not at all pleased.
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There will be hell to pay for this disturbance, I guarantee it.
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🥴
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Our herd was back again for their nightly snack.
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This time with the funky antlered buck.
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His horns were oddly shaped all year… and now that’s he losing them, they’re even odder.
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He’s the leader of the group and doesn’t like it when the kids beat him to the food bowl.
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A well placed kick scatters the youngsters.
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And he has the bowl to himself.
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For a little while anyway.
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😊
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You can’t use it, but be honest…. you love it.
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It also reveals you need a different hobby.
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Is this Canadian retribution for Trump’s moronic tariffs?
Time will tell.
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Even the fish knows things are bad.
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I keep reading this.
Was the nipple being held hostage? I didn’t get the memo…
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My dislike of AI continues to grow.
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Touted as a charitable event with all the money going to a good cause…. I have to admit I’d pay money to see someone thump Junior.
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Because my husband keeps texting me cartoons.
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A new Sicilian restaurant opened recently and you know we were all over that.
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Small and unassuming, it was packed tight with hungry customers and upon entry we were asked if we had a reservation.
For lunch.
On a Tuesday.
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We didn’t, but happily snagged the last two seats at the bar…. which is where my husband always wants to sit anyway.
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The Limoncello spritz was lovely and fit the decor perfectly.
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My arincini was too die for. Light, pillowy and perfectly prepared. The bread was freshly baked and the husband’s meatballs were juicy and correctly spiced.
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The husband had –
Canneloni Al Forno
Lacinato Kale + House Ricotta + Marinara + Mozzarella + Pecorino + Lemon Zest.
It was light and flavorful and even though it contained the devil’s weed… I liked it.
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I opted for –
Porcini Marsala*
Local Wild Mushrooms + Pecorino + Pistachio + Thyme + Busiate Pasta.
Which was absolutely divine. The flavor was amazing…rich and layered.
This place may be small and hard to get in, but we’ll definitely be back.
Yum!
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