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You know I’m never going to run out of these things… right?
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This will be a short post because there’s only one possible way to ruin a holiday solely devoted to eating until you burst…
My four words?
We’re out of alcohol.
I dare you to top that.
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Walkies with Lord Dudley Mountcatten are continuing since the weather has been warm and cooperative. (It’s Maine. Anything over 10 degrees is considered warm.)
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Dudley enjoys his time outside.
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Though I have to admit there’s not a great deal of walking going on.
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These pics were taken over the course of an hour.
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And involved circling this flower bed two dozen times in search of mice.
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Here’s a little something that might renew your faith in mankind. As seen on my little Maine town’s community Facebook page.
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Proof positive there are still good and decent people in the world.
But if you think I’ve gone off the rails and this is one of those saccharine sweet Hallmark movie posts?
I also have this bit of holiday cheer :
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And if that isn’t disturbing enough for you?
Check out the Christmas selection:
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Apologies to my cringing male readers…. But it’s too good bad not to share.
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Julia Child had an interesting idea combining turkey, duck and chicken… but I think this dessert might just have her beat.
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Take your Turducken and stuff it…
I bring you Piecaken!
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Two pies. A cake. Frosting. And apple filling.
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For the person who wants a little taste of everything… not to mention a diabetic coma… in one bite.
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I have to say this was the weirdest book I’ve ever read.
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I don’t know what possessed me to pick up a book about corpses off the library’s fundraising sale table, but I’m glad I did.
It was quite…. educational.
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Dead people can fart.
You heard it here first.
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I don’t think it’s a stretch to say I immediately related to this author. She and I are basically twins. Sarcastic, and semi alcoholic.
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There you go, men.
A little something to look forward to after you’re gone.
On second thought… little might be the wrong word.
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We recently discovered a branch of my husband’s family owned a farm in a nearby town back in the day. A long lost relative even showed us a picture.
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Interested in the history, I did some research to try to find its exact location.
Due to my superior sleuthing, I found it.
Problem is, I was 70 odd years too late.
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In the town’s historical society, I found this picture of it burning to the ground in 1951.
Shame, that. It looked like a lovely place.
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Calm down, I’m not talking about this kind of moose…
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I’m talking about this kind:
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Damn right I do. But drinking in the man cave will be so much better with a moose head made from beer and liquor cardboard boxes for company.
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I could have gone with the deer…
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Or the eagle.
But this is Maine. It had to be the moose.
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It should be here next week.
Here’s hoping it’s half as much fun as the pictures.
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Our resident juvenile red tail hawk dropped by the other day.
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He uses our backyard bird feeders as a training ground for hunting, but that afternoon he was perfectly happy hanging out on the back deck railing.
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Until he spied Lord Dudley Mountcatten stalking him from the window behind the couch.
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Then it was bye bye birdie…
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A few odds and ends today… like this jewel from our town’s dump recycling barn. They have a section they call the “gift shop” and you never know what you’ll find.
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There’s only one. You’d better be quick.
Next was a picture I took in the rest room at my acupuncturist’s office.
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If someone is going to stick you full of needles, it’s nice to know they have a sense of humor.
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I wouldn’t doubt this.
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That is one seriously prepared for winter squirrel!
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Ouch!
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