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There’s only one thing better than Easter candy…
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And that’s half price Easter candy.
If you haven’t tried the blueberry and cream or Neapolitan truffles?
What are you waiting for! They’re fabulous. Especially at 50% off.
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I do love a sale.
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I love beer, but….
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Over the years I’ve tried all kinds of crazy beers.
Pine needle stout? Yes.
Earl Grey Tea IPA? Sure.
Maple syrup porter? You bet.
Banana and clove Hefeweizen? Absolutely, it was delicious.
Heck, I even tried a beer made from gummy bears… though I instantly regretted it.
But after reading this article I realized even I have limits. I’m calling a hard pass with this one.
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Just… no.
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But if any of my readers are more adventurous… please have a glass and report back.
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The one where His Lordship battles the wind….
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a delicate flower. He doesn’t do rain, snow. loud noises, dogs or strange people entering his house. He’s scared of the UPS driver, the vacuum and the ironing board. Drop a book on the floor and you won’t see him for hours.
Wind? Yeah, he doesn’t like that either.
Which is why I had to share this clip of him exiting the house for his walk in 40 mph gusts.
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Where did he run?
Up on the deck where he cried to be let in the back door.
A very delicate flower indeed.
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A case of cold feet.
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I have to say… after reading this article?
I’m very glad this isn’t one of my bad habits.
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And I doubt anyone wants to do that.
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Cockroach poo is not my preferred sleeping partner.
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Look who’s back.
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We didn’t have much snow this winter so our spring isn’t as wet as it usually is. No snow means no melt which means no big backyard puddles for our annual visiting pair of ducks to splash.
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But here they are.
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Mr and Mrs Mallard checking out the fallen bird seed under the feeders.
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No water meant they didn’t stay long, but it was nice to see them again.
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Let’s play.
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You don’t have to, but where’s the fun in that?
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I don’t drink coffee, so that’s easy to give up.
Sugar? I could pull my sweet tooth if I had to.
Pasta? That would be hard, but okay.
Cheese? I’m not sure life would be worth living, but if I have to choose…
I’m going to cling to my bread.
The crusty French loaves, the sourdough, the potato rolls, the honey wheat, the brioche, the cornbread, the biscuits, the pumpernickel!
Give me a pound of butter and a knife? I’m good.
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Yes. That could be me.
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How about you…
What couldn’t you give up?
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten
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Just a few photos of His Lordship doing what His Lordship does best.
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In other words, nothing.
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He excels at this task. And as we all know, practice makes perfect.
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Though he has been known to hide from the paparazzi .
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Cat life.
It’s rough.
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Creative baking.
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Do you like to bake cookies?
Chocolate chip? Oatmeal raisin? Snickerdoodles?
In Portugal they’ll do you one better.
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Or worse depending on your point of view.
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Nothing says festive like rows of penis garland.
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Edible penis prayers? If that doesn’t get you to church nothing will.
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Because when you think of Christianity… aren’t phalluses the first thing that comes to mind?
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Underground pecker pastry.
Black market todger trading.
Ah, Portugal. Clinging to their John Thomases for centuries.
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Maine announcements.
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In local news…
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Because it’s that time of year in Maine and we love our chickens.
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The very definition of cute.
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I’m a little disturbed at the “wet specimens” tag. Exactly how odd and unusual is this show?
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Clearly today’s men are not interested in their emotional intelligence.
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Now that’s an event worth attending.
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They really don’t succ.
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I used to have various pots of succulents scattered around the Barn Mahal/man cave. Mainly because no room I inhabit can be plantless but also due to their relatively carefree nature. Sadly I’m not out there as often as I used to be and though the husband still has friends in to play pool, he never thinks to water them… so with the heat pump sucking every drop of moisture out of the air all winter? A lot of them died.
After retrieving their carcasses, I did something I thought I’d never do.
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Yup.
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I bought a bunch of fakes.
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And I have to say, I’m rather impressed.
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While it goes against my gardening grain to resort to artificial, we have to close the blinds in the summer to avoid drying out and cracking the leather chairs as well as trying to prevent the a/c from running non stop so the real ones spent most of their time in the dark.
Enter the fake succulents.
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And though I really hate to admit it? Fake succulents don’t actually suck.
Who knew?
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I did manage to keep my jade plant alive and healthy so thankfully it’s not all plastic fantastic in there.
And speaking of dead things? I did a little recon in the beer fridge and found some dip that expired the beginning of March and creamer that died in January.
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Old junk isn’t the only thing my husband refuses to throw out.
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River's world..... 