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Being that I’m the annoying person in the car who has to announce, “Cow!” every time one is spotted during a road trip…. it amuses me that some Subaru owners have taken my quirky habit one step further.
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Yes, this really is a thing.
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Having owned Subarus since late 2013, I’m feeling terribly neglected and un -moo’d.
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No one has ever left cow themed paraphernalia on my vehicles.
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But I really wish they would.
So tell me…
Do you moo?
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It’s been two weeks exactly since our Polyphemus moth finished spinning its cocoon.
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That’s when the magic is supposed to happen.
No action yet…
But I’ll keep you posted.
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No one can use it, and yet it keeps coming.
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That sounds about right for the U.S. Postal Service these days.
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The only thing that could make a mummy scream like that is discovering she’s pregnant with Elon Musk’s 13th child.
I feel for you sister, I really do.
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Probably because he already has 3.
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I like tequila as much as the next girl but I’m getting extremely tired of celebrity booze brands and their stupid ads.
No one needs grass clippings up their…
Oh, never mind.
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Substitute 4 year old child with 77 year old retired Marine and you’d be living my life. If there’s a sign that says don’t touch, he touches. If it says do not enter, he enters. Clearly he thinks the rules apply to everyone but him.
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I have a pretty pink hanging geranium on our back deck.
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I love it, but apparently I’m not the only one.
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Something has been eating the leaves and I finally found the culprit.
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He’s tiny, but is really doing a number to my plant.
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Bizarre, yet beautiful.
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I’m fascinated by these freaky things.
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After a little research… I discovered he’s much prettier in caterpillar form.
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She’s still here.
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And claiming the back deck for her own.
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Surveying her domain and deciding what she can chew through next.
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Everyone thinks she’s cute and harmless…
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But I know better.
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On a beautiful afternoon in Maine there’s nothing I’d rather do than be surrounded by cheese.
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So we headed north to Pittsfield to attend the annual cheese festival.
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Upon entry… and paying the ridiculous fee of $27 per person…we each received a map and a bag.
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The bag was a clever idea. It was insulated and contained a freezer pack, a cold bottle of water and free cheese.
Let the shopping begin!
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And the tasting.
It’s all about the tasting…
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I’m not sure we sampled $54 worth, the pieces were small…. but there were some fantastic varieties.
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Cow!
Or rather, calf.
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This stall was by far the most popular. Every time we walked by the line was insane.
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My husband is not a fan of standing in line.
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After making our way through the cheese, I spotted a beer garden. Upon entry we were carded, given wrist bands to prove we were over 21 and I paid the ridiculous price of $14 for a few tickets.
I say ridiculous because the sample pour cups were like shot glasses.
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That’s $3.50 worth of blueberry ale right there.
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The cups were so small you can hardly see my husbands.
Boo to that.
And btw? The beer garden contained one brewer who had two beers. The rest was hard cider and wine. Talk about false advertising.
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The setting was pretty, right alongside a river.
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And since we had tried everything else, we decided to brave the line for the Fuzzy Udder before we left.
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15 minutes and we’d moved less than an inch.
Needless to say we gave up and called it a day.
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The cheesy goodness that came home with us.
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The new MySubaru app on my phone gave me a start the other day. I clicked just to see what it would say and saw my brand new car was having issues.
Whaaaat!
I’d barely driven it 100 miles, that couldn’t be possible.
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Five issues? Red doors?
WTH?
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Good grief.
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The doors were unlocked. Which they’ll always be when she’s safely tucked away in our garage.
Sometimes there’s such a thing as too much technology.
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Birds on the pole, woodchuck under the pole.
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And squaring off with a starling in the flat feeder?
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The red demon spawn.
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She looks a little intimidated here… but right after I took the picture she charged and claimed the seeds for herself.
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She may be outnumbered.
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But she’s definitely undeterred.
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Because you’re already here. What else is there to do….
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My twenties were awesome.
My thirties rocked.
My forties were blissfully happy.
Things started to go downhill physically in my fifties when I went from a perfectly healthy woman who had never been in the hospital (and still had all her original parts, including tonsils, appendix and wisdom teeth) to a menopausal shell of my former self, drenched in hot flash sweat with achy joints, a bum knee, 35 extra pounds and bunions.
So yeah.
Any age before 50 is alright with me.
How about you?
What age do you want to stay…
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Subaru offers this cute little thing to people who purchase their vehicles. They’re called badges of ownership and they’re free.
You buy a car, you go to their site, punch in your VIN # as proof and choose. I did this when I bought Ethel, she was my first. So now that I have Pearl, she needed some badges as well.
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The website says you can order as many as you like, but in actuality I was limited to 6. Since one of them was the medallion that identifies how many Subarus you’ve owned.. I felt gypped.
Enter eBay, where I figured someone must be selling a few.
Remember, they’re free… so I figured I could pick up 3 or 4 more for a couple of bucks.
And yes, they had them… even the wine and cheese badge I especially wanted.
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‘Free’ suddenly felt anything but.
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Rare… and discontinued.
Please.
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