Lately, it’s like they’re not even trying.
I know the viral pandemic and toilet paper apocalypse have generally made people lazy, but really.
Even the spammers are phoning it now.
32 spam messages on one post, and they all say the same thing.
Where’s the fun in that!
And for the record?
I have no idea how you can log in, so stop asking.
While I admit to having a slip of the thumb now and then, I do try to proof read things before I post.
Clearly this man on my town’s FB page does not.
And when you’re trying to give away something good…. that’s 8 foot long?
Spelling is important.
For this:
Not only does it sound delicious, but it’s a company founded by women….. so yay for sisterhood.
And if you find it before me…
Drop a review and let me know.
Because I’d rather laugh than scream.
Neither did I.
If I had, I might still have the hangover.
Even I have to admit, that is a good deal.
True.
Which shows it really is all about perspective.
Seems like a reasonable answer.
It’s alright.
I’ll salute him either way.
And that is the truth!
At least around here…
But I think I’ve found it.
Adult popsicles.
It’s basically frozen sangria on a stick.
Find it here.
You’re welcome.
Covet.
‘To want to have something very much.’
That’s what I thought.
So the answer to my title question is no.
I didn’t covet.
But my town apparently thinks I did.
Who knew a much coveted annual Victorian Tea fundraiser had been cancelled?
Not me.
Heck, I didn’t even know any one was coveting Victorian tea to begin with.
A post of random trivial things that aren’t worthy of their own blog.
First, a sunrise photo a friend of mine took the other day.
She lives on a lake…. and I have to say that looks like a pretty sweet way to wake up.
Rocks?
Don’t mind if I do.
The Covid 19 versions someone cleverly painted.
Brilliant ideas?
Yes, they’re still out there.
See?
I found one.
These days social distancing is more important then ever….. so let’s commend those who go the extra mile.
What?
She doesn’t know where that bird has been.
Remember I blogged about our neighbor giving us 3 free trees….
And the fact that he planted a row of 54 on his property across the street?
Well, yesterday…
He added a little something to those trees.
Okay a lot of something.
And it was quite…. how shall I say?
Pungent.
And their slightly off balance Facebook page.
Not off hand, no.
But I hope he finds one. Pigless is a terrible thing to be.
This picture of our local sheriff’s truck was posted by a resident.
Because really, who needs blue lights when you have a chicken?
This post was met with the incredulity and the scathing derision it deserved . Reveal your fiddlehead location? To a stranger!!
Mainers have been killed for less.
Fiddleheads are a precious ($15-$20 per pound) and extremely fleeting commodity in the spring. Locals protect their secret gathering spots like they do their virgin daughters. Personally I can’t stand the slimy things…
But Mainers go berserk for them.
And speaking of barely edible food, some well meaning townie posted this:
Now really, if I’m not going to eat the delicate unfurled leaves of a fern?
You can damn sure bet I’m not baking helicopter seed pods that look like bugs.
Damn.
The husband mowing the grass over the septic tank?
Not blog worthy.
But the husband mowing the grass over the septic tank with one arm because he’s done some kind of damage to his left shoulder and the appendage is hanging uselessly?
Relatively blog worthy.
It took me a week of him alternating ice packs and heating pads. A week of him moaning, groaning and being perfectly miserable before I could get him to the doctors for an exam and an X-ray.
Thankfully nothing was broken or dislocated. They said it might be muscle trauma, might be a pinched nerve. In other words they have no idea.
A weeks worth of Prednisone has helped a bit, but just when we were making baby barn headway….
It seems we’ll be looking at this a while longer.
I’m seriously beginning to think that building is cursed.
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