Though I’m not a big tv person, I do love a good original series and am currently watching a slew of them on HBO, Starz and Showtime at night.
But when my husband is knee deep in old westerns and my eyes are starting to cross from reading too much during the day… I pull out my screen magnifier and stream Apple TV on my phone. ( because our internet service is too slow to stream from the tv without that annoying buffering )
I’m thrilled that Ted Lasso is back!
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But oy! Completely heartbroken this will be the final season.
I’ve seen The Morning Show (loved it) and The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey ( liked it) , and just started Shrinking (which is touching and a hoot at the same time).
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So if there any Apple TV people out there, what other shows do you recommend?
The day after my husband’s birthday, when his dental pain and swelling was greatly reduced, we celebrated his birthday at a lovely waterfront restaurant on the mid coast.
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Did we enjoy a nice table with a water view?
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No. We sat at the bar because my husband loves nothing more than striking up a conversation with random people he neither knows nor will ever see again.
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It wouldn’t have been my choice, but it is closer to the alcohol so I don’t complain too loudly.
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First cocktail? Summer Thyme… which is still a long way off in Maine, but delightfully crisp all the same.
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Husbands appetizer? Butternut squash soup.
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I went with the herbed truffle fries with Parmesan thinking it would be a small nibble and not the massive plate I was served. Needless to say three quarters of it went home with me. Second cocktail was a lovely Basil Limeade.
By this time the restaurant was packed and the kitchen was slammed. Waiting for our entrees meant cocktail number three. I chose the white sangria but was disappointed with the mixed on the spot over fruited glass of wine. Sangria must be mixed and let to sit so it absorbs all the flavors. Boo to number three.
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My chosen meal was the duck sausage with mushroom, homemade ziti and Marsala crème sauce. It was fabulous. As was the pear martini.
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Husband went with the shrimp scampi which was also wonderful with freshly made pasta and a rich garlicky sauce.
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In case you’re wondering, the name of the restaurant is the Water Street Kitchen and Bar and it’s located in what is commonly known as the prettiest village in Maine… Wiscasset.
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We’ve been coming here for years, though it’s previous incarnation was Le Garage. Because back in the early 1900’s? It really was an automotive repair shop, hence the original sliding doors.
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As seen from the water side.
If you’re in the area, drop by. But make a reservation if you want a table, it’s a popular place.
The husband’s birthday was this month and we’d made reservations at a lovely waterfront bistro. But like all well laid plans, an extra long and painful afternoon appointment with the dentist blew them out of the water.
Getting home 2 hours later than scheduled and being shot so full of Novocain he could barely close his mouth, made us cancel the reservations and slip into what turned out to be a sub par local Chinese buffet instead.
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I had to laugh though.
The food might not have great, but there was someone’s leftover happy birthday streamer on the ceiling.
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Is it better for the cat?
And if so, why….
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Lists. They’re everywhere these days. The top ten diners in your state. The top ten smells in the world. The top ten things people should have learned in school but didn’t. The top ten best Friday night funkin mods. (Yes, they’re all real lists, though I have no idea what the last one even means)
Who makes them, and who really cares? This particular idiot list said Portland Maine had some of the best beaches and guess what? It actually doesn’t have any.
There may be drawbacks to living in the country…slow internet speed, long rides to the grocery stores and lack of pizza delivery… but when you wake up to mornings like this?
Every once in a while I check my email and get a surprise.
Not the good…hear from an old friend, winning lottery ticket… kind of surprise, no.
But something surprising all the same.
Who sent it? I neither know, nor care to find out.
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This guy performed an African elongation ritual and got ridiculous results.
Him and his hot wife went to Kenya a couple of years ago only to discover that native plants gave every local humongous penises.
The Maasai tribe, renowned in the scientific community for their unique 16 inches dongs and their well protected elongation method, gave this dude an extra 3 inches in the first few weeks after. No wonder Porn stars are being put to shame.
Impressed by the results, he became friends with a few of the elders of the tribe and managed to learn their secrets while performing the ritual a couple extra times, with the same incredible results.
He stopped at 9,2 inches.
Just be responsible with this delicate info.
This ritual has created some monsters since it has been reproduced – around 112,000 to be more precise.
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After reading it, laughing about it and deciding to post it… I searched Google images for an appropriate photo of the aforementioned Maasai tribes people to accompany my blog.
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Does the email content explain why this person is happily jumping for joy?
