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There are times when I’m glad I’m woefully out of touch.
This is one of them.
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I had no idea.
Did you?
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That’s him.
A perfectly ordinary looking fellow who… since I’m not on Tik Tok… was completely unknown to me.
If only it had stayed that way.
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Holy heliotrope Batman!
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Nope.
I’m not thanking her… and I’m not doing any further research on this over endowed individual either.
If anything, I’ll probably have nightmares.
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Remember my perfect carpet? The expensive Karastan I chose on day one…
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The salesperson from the store where I found it (they have exclusive rights to the brand and none of the other places we’ve tried can sell it) has been staying in touch after giving us an installation estimate. When I finally told them my husband balked at the price and was looking around for something comparable but cheaper, they wanted to help and said they would check their inventory.
I received this message a week ago.. but didn’t tell my husband until he’d had his fill of fruitless floor shopping.
I’m evil that way.
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To be honest I didn’t think carpet was something you could barter… but you live and you learn.
And save $500 apparently.
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Installation in 8 weeks.
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I read this the other day and have to admit I was a little jealous.
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Yes, it’s true… there is such a disorder. Something to do with fungi and bacteria in the gut turning carbs into alcohol.
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And he works in a brewery?
That kind of symmetry is rare.
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Are you as sick of hearing about new AI applications as I am of posting them? Every day it seems like some tech firm is introducing another thing we don’t need.
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Sorry, but I don’t need to see Mona rapping Gin and Juice or Straight Outta Compton. Not now, not ever.
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My dreams are trippy enough, no artificial help necessary.
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Because there aren’t enough bloggers who think they’re poets.. we need a camera?
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“Home becomes this placid batter”?
Is that cake.. or baseball.
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While I’d love to query Dali on those melting clocks and disembodied eyes … I’ll pass on the computer generated version.
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Due to scheduling conflicts we spent a day and night with a big empty space instead of a cozy living room.
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But late afternoon on the following day, the new furniture arrived.
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With my husband supervising…
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And thoroughly inspecting the merchandise.
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In case you’re wondering, it passed quality control.
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Oh, to be young and strong again. They had all 4 pieces in and set up in less than 10 minutes.
How young? We tipped them $20 each and told them to have a beer on us. They smiled, but said they couldn’t because they’re not of legal age yet.
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Ah…
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That’s better.
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It’s hard to get a picture that truly represents the colors …
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So you’ll just have to trust me that it looks nice.
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After all the trouble we had choosing fabrics, we’re pleased everything blends.
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His Lordship?
Well, that jury might still be out.
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It isn’t often we see a Pileated woodpecker at Casa River…
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But this big guy flew in the other day and had a nosh on the suet nugget cage.
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Pileateds usually stay in the woods and rarely venture into our wide open back yard.
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Good thing I had my phone camera handy.
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It may be ridiculous, but at least it’s not politics.
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Unless a Hemsworth is delivering that hammer to my table?
Probably not.
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I do love a good morel.
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But damn, that’s impressive.
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It looks a bit silly, but 12 tons? Why aren’t we winging all of them…
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Brain tapeworm can’t be pleasant, but I’m still not giving up my bacon.
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A professional squatter?
Proof positive there’s a job for everyone.
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I love stumbling on a new place to eat.
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And while this seemed like your run of the mill sports bar, the blueberry margarita was quite tasty.
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And my husband’s go to French onion soup was anything but ordinary.
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It was served with its bread on the outside which we thought was odd, but the deep wine flavored beef broth was so full of onions and herbs and melted cheese you didn’t even miss it.
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My appetizer? Loaded tater kegs.
I’d never heard of such of a thing… and not being a tater tot fan, I almost passed. But these were delightfully crunchy on the outside and creamy, cheesy, bacon filled pillows of potato-y goodness on the inside.
Being a sports bar, all the televisions were tuned to this show. I paid less than zero attention until I happened to glance up and see this…
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Thinking it was just a typo, I grimaced and moved on.
Until this popped up on the screen a few minutes later.
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Ugh.
Not a typo.
Good thing the food made up for it.
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Baked haddock and Parmesan herbed potato rounds for the spouse.
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And a massive chicken, broccoli Alfredo (I ate for three days after) for moi.
Poor grammar aside, it might be worth a return trip.
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Now that the weather is warming and the grass is turning green…
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Our resident woodchucks are showing up more often.
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There’s not much for them to eat yet and since I want them to leave my garden beds alone?
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The buffet is being laid.
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I love our cat, but…
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He doesn’t need a 4 foot wicker giraffe.
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Stress free?
The beast sleeps 23 hours a day, how stressed can he possibly be.
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I don’t know about you, but I’ve never harbored the least bit of desire to sleep in a dog bed. Giant or otherwise.
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While this might be comfortable once I plopped, I fear my bad knee would be screaming trying to get out.
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Just… no.
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