Category Archives: Uncategorized

Fuzz … part 4.

.

Have you ever seriously thought about dung? I can’t say I have, but clearly someone is taking note.

.

.

Counting poop pellets? Well, everyone needs a hobby.

.

.

I only have one word for that revelation….

Wow.

.

.

While this graphic of weaponized coconuts is disturbing, one has to wonder why the cartoon father has grabbed mom, stolen junior’s lollipop and left junior to fend for himself.

.

.

I know age has widened my circumference. I feel ya tree.

.

.

Frass. A great word, but as any serious Scrabble player knows…. not worth wasting two S’s. I shall instead whip kerf out on my unsuspecting husband this weekend. K and F? Now you’re talking.

.

It’s like they’re not even trying.

.

After the visiting the first Duluth Trading Post to open in the state of Maine a while back, I admit I wasn’t impressed. Turns out I am even less impressed with their product descriptions online.

.

.

Even if true, that’s lazy marketing.

.

.

Tactical soap? It must be going to war with your armpits…

.

.

One roll of toilet paper in a box does not a kit make.

.

.

That’s a bridge too far. Bitchin’ is about the only thing I do well these days.

.

Bad news you can’t use.

.

This week’s headlines are a tad disturbing.

.

.

That doesn’t sound good.

.

.

Dust has always been problem in our house, but unless the scientists are armed with giant Swiffers I don’t really see how they can help.

.

.

I’m often surprised by my bar tab, but probably not for the same reasons they are.

.

.

While I have no problem with spiders and actually find them quite fascinating, I’m sure this little tidbit will have some of you quaking in fright. Have fun with that.

.

Vermont is calling.

.

There’s a page you can follow on Facebook called “Only In …”. It profiles restaurants, resorts, scenic hikes and fun places to visit in whatever state you choose. I’ve found quite a few hidden treasures in Maine this way… but now Vermont is bootlegging my feed in an attempt to lure us over the border again.

.

.

Hmmm..

.

.

Staying in a Hobbit house sounds interesting, and the view is lovely.

.

.

I wonder if there’s a height limit.

.

A little bit of nothing much.

.

As if cats aren’t goofy enough, there’s this…

.

.

Weed bubbles? Lord Dudley Mountcatten gets crazy on catnip as it is, I have no desire to up the ante.

.

.

A friend of ours just drove his RV down to Florida. It almost bankrupted him.

.

.

Seriously? I could barely fit my luggage in there.

.

.

There are lots of horrible things to see on the internet, This ranks right near the top.

So wrong.

🥴

.

Sad animal facts, the reboot.

.

When I bought this calendar I thought it would be rife with blog fodder, but sadly… it’s not sad enough and I’ve had to wait an entire month for a worthy example.

.

.

So after a long absence, I bring you the fly.

.

.

I’m sure Jeff Goldblum didn’t have this problem.

.

.

Next up is mice.

.

.

Eat twenty times a day and still keep my girlish figure? Where do I sign up..

.

.

Holy cannoli!

.

If you know me, you know I’d walk a mile for a good cannoli. (Okay, who are we kidding… with my bad knee? I’d drive, but that didn’t sound nearly as dramatic.)

And now? It looks like I’ll have to drive an hour.

.

.

Yes boys and girls, it’s true. A small Italian market in Portland will now be carrying Modern Pastry’s ever so scrumptious tubular slices of heaven.

.

.

Mike’s? Don’t even bother, it’s Modern all the way.

.

.

There’s a reason Clemenza chose pastry over firepower, and trust me… it’s Modern.

.

.

Dipped shell, Chantilly cream filling with chocolate chips. Be still my heart.

❤️

.

The herd

.

Saturday afternoon, the deer and the snow showed up at the same time.

.

.

Our two little bowls of sweet grain don’t last long with a herd of 13 and there’s always a good deal of jostling for position. This includes outright kicking.

.

.

It’s hard to tell, but our buck has finally lost part of his rack.

.

.

And as the alpha male he usually gets a bowl to himself.

.

.

For your viewing pleasure, deer tv.

.

.