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They’re not just for navigation anymore.
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My sincere sympathies to the women of Thailand.
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Did I read this wrong, or does my state have the most QTips and old codgers?
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Minus 70?
Damn!
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The only speeding ticket I ever received was in the south, so I can’t disagree.
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The fact that DC ranks first says there’s even more pork barrel spending than we thought.
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Maine has one. Susan Alford, whose father owned Dexter Shoes.
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Clearly the Northeast knows bagels.
❤️
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The not so newsworthy news.
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It was only a matter of time.
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I hate when that happens.
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I’m going to go out on a limb and say don’t eat zucchini.
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Yes, they ate the liver. But did they serve it with fava beans and a good Chianti?
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Buy a banana?
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It’s literally impossible for me to care less what any of the Kardashians do. Or wear.
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Another day of oddly high viewing stats (almost 700!) had me stepping back in time again and reading old posts.
This one is about my relationship with lobster and the cruel twists of life.
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Take a gander, since you’re here.
https://riversworld.live/2018/08/25/now-theyre-just-screwing-with-me/
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We’ve been having some crazy weather lately.
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As you can see from the storm clouds rolling in around our property.
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High winds and rain.
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At times it was downright spooky.
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The next morning?
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Fog.
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Which is always hard to photograph.
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If you didn’t want to, you shouldn’t have come.
Caption this photo.
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I’ll start…
“But dad, the spider was really big!”
Or maybe…
“It’s not my fault. They told me you hid the Milkbones up here.”
Now you –
Give me a caption.
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These pictures popped up in my Facebook memories the other day and I just have to share.
Years ago we took in a stray cat and named him Huffington. He was a beautiful boy,… loving, gentle but spirited and boy, did he love to play.
Sadly he was only with us two years before he was run over by a car and killed in front of our house. It completely wreaked me and is why our current royal feline walks on a leash.
But back to the pictures…
One day I heard a noise in the house. It was intermittent scratching and thuds. Tracing it back to our spare bathroom, I flipped on the lights and found this –
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Huffington had found an open toilet paper package.
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And yes, he enjoyed it.
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A little too much.
When I tried to clean up the mess and take it away from him?
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He didn’t want to let go.
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Man, I miss that little guy.
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As many of you know, I blew out my right knee 5 years ago (deep root radial meniscal tear and ACL damage) and have been dealing with constant pain ever since.
I’ve seen three orthopedists, had multiple cortisone shots and done weeks of physical therapy with little to no effect. The only treatment that did give me some relief? Acupuncture, which my insurance refuses to cover.
Considered “alternative”, though it’s been practiced for over 2,500 years, I did it for a four month period back in 2022 and saw a dramatic reduction in swelling and stiffness. But at $125 per session and 2-3 sessions a week…. I also saw a dramatic reduction to my bank account and reluctantly gave it up.
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Until last week when some seriously debilitating pain drove me (and my checkbook) back to the office.
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Looking like a porcupine again…
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I’m hoping for a similar level of pain reduction this time around.
Part of being treated with acupuncture involves a total body holistic approach. And since menopause has wreaked so many parts of my life, my practitioner recommended an all natural herbal remedy for my hot flashes.
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She warned me the liquid was pungent, and quite bitter…. but I was willing to give it a try.
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Good thing we don’t have any crow steaks in the freezer this month.
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The bottle came with a small dropper and I was instructed to take 3 full ones, three times a day.
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Oh. My. Freaking God.
I’ve swigged some awful stuff in my life and lived to tell the tale, but this?
Nope. Uh uh.
I couldn’t do it.
The smell was bad enough, but the minute it hit my tongue? Instant gag. There aren’t enough words in the English language to describe how absolutely horrendous this vile black liquid is.
Repulsive. Abhorrent. Ghastly. Foul, and revolting barely touch the surface.
Stick me with a hundred needles from head to toe, I won’t flinch. But that little black bottle?
Reduced me to a quivering mass of jelly.
The tiny bottle tested my resolve… and won.
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This.
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https://youtu.be/oiYLg4RnwE0?si=3gEK0sXw8qMWCx8S
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My husband wasn’t welcomed home in 1968.
Say thank you. It means a lot.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a fair weather cat. He doesn’t like heat, humidity, wind, rain, cold, fog or snow. Summer is too hot for backyard walkies, winter is too cold.
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But fall? When the leaves are turning and the air is crisp and cool?
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He’s totally down with that.
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And gets so frisky he thinks he can climb trees.
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Which he really can’t. Most of the time he just sits in them looking puzzled.
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Oh, he tries.
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But more often than not, he gets stuck.
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And requires careful plucking from between the branches.
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He’s awfully cute when he does it though.
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The definition of useless – having no beneficial use or incapable of functioning usefully.
I think that sums up my posts quite well.
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Finally, something to do with it other than sitting.
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Clearly he wasn’t butt breathing often enough.
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A Musk robot army?
WTF!
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Oh sure. Nothing to worry about there.
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I hear you Willie. If I have to eat kale and quinoa? I’d rather drop dead right now.
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