I’ve blogged about my husband’s battle with retirement. About his need to still feel productive and his complete inability to relax and enjoy some well deserved leisure time.
I’ve blogged about him retiring in December of 2022 only to return to work in August of 2023.
I’ve blogged about him retiring again in February of 2024 because the gov’t treated him like a new hire and forced him to retake 8 months of training even though he worked there for 22 years and could teach the classes himself.
So…
We’re barely three months into retirement part two and if you think he’s been able to sit back and relax any better this time around you’d be dead wrong.
Because this week found him here…
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On a roof that’s not ours, replacing siding and fixing window leaks.
Working with the contractor we hired to work for us.
I saw this advertisement the other day and thought it was a marvelous way to raise money.
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“Be kind to the flamingos”.
Words to live by.
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Sometimes bad taxidermy is so bad it’s good.
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We drove by this restaurant in Portland the other day, and while I’m no prude… I dislike advertisements, bumper stickers and political signs with crude language. If you’re wondering why eight year olds are responding “f*ck yeah!” to the question would you like a cookie?… here’s your answer.
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Bluebird!
Eating at the snazzy new feeder we bought without a thought to how it would be covered in bird poo in 10 seconds flat.
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Now that’s an interesting deal. Store your junk and get free frozen custard every week. With the amount of junk my spouse could store.. we’d have a freezer full in no time.
Being of Scottish ancestry I hate to admit it, but the Irish know a thing or two about pubs.
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We recently discovered O’Reilly’s Cure in Scarborough and will definitely be going back.
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It’s upscale…
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And to Hell with the Guinness…
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Their cocktail list is da bomb.
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The Basil Ruby was divine and paired nicely with my delicious crab cake appetizer.
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And the apple cider margarita?
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Lovely, even with its sticky brown sugar rim.
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Husband’s baked haddock, garlic mashed and veggie medley was tasty…
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And my chicken pot (biscuit) pie was a scrumptious thick, creamy delight.
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And yes, they snuck that annoying ‘kitchen wellness fee’ I detest on the bill (it bothers me because I doubt the kitchen staff ever see the money) but the food and drinks were so good we’ll return despite the annoyance.
It was a little too Jurassic Park adjacent for me, but the scientific basis for the novel is valid and quite terrifying.
The Colossal Biosciences https://colossal.com/ company really is five years away from de-extincting a wooly mammoth and the ethical can of worms that opens will be epic. When that process is nailed down? It would theoretically be possible to resurrect Neanderthals as well. A race of hominid that was taller and stronger than us, with a larger brain, better hearing, better sight, an inability to feel empathy and a propensity for violence. Forget the AI robots destroying us, the Neanderthals will do it for then.
On that cheerful note, my last Google search was for the Indricotherium.
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A giant hornless rhino that lived in the Eocene Epoch, 56 to 33 million years ago.
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He weighed 15 to 20 tons and stood 24 foot tall.
Yes, once a dinosaur geek, always a dinosaur geek.
So what’s the last thing you were searching for?
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