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Maine. Land of lobster, rugged coastal shores and more than a few quirky tourist attractions.
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Next time I’m in Bangor, I’m totally going to see that!
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A wall of sardine cutting scissors? Count me in!
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This is an oddity I’ve always meant to see, but never have.
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A concrete slab to keep her soul imprisoned? Mary sounds like my type of gal.
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I think I have to try it. Heck, I wiggle and wobble after a few margaritas…. we should get along fine.
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The barn porch finally had its bats installed.
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The husband gave me a pair of them five years ago and they’ve finally found their permanent home.
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Yes, they’re a little weird.
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But hey, so am I.
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And they make me smile.
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So what’s wrong with that?
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Last weekend I was reading on the barn porch, enjoying the view of the neighbor’s farm…
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And of our other neighbor walking by….
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When suddenly my view changed.
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Because the husband decided it was time ( after I bugged him for 7… Yes, 7 years. ) to put up a gutter.
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I’ll spare you the four hour nightmare of angles, cutting, bracketing, ladder placement and yes a good bit of cursing as well…
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And get right to the cute stuff.
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A baby woodchuck.
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Make that two baby woodchucks. It’s summer and the little scampers are peaking out from under the barn. Totally adorable. And much more fun to watch than this…
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Especially since the gutter leaked like Hell the first time it rained.
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I don’t care if you don’t want to… humor me.
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I’ll get the ball rolling.
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I’ve been married for 37 years… and for the most part? I have.
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Ha! My phone knows me too well. That’s where the bar is after all.
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Now there’s a vow everyone should make on their wedding day.
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Stopping at the new pub everyone is raving about…
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Not having to make reservations, worry about masking or social distancing.
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Cruising the cocktail list…
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And enjoying a few boozy blueberry lemonades.
The food?
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Fabulous! A hand tossed wood fired chicken Florentine pizza for me, grilled sea scallop salad with candied pecans and strawberry vinaigrette for the husband.
Life. It finally seems to be getting back to normal.
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Because no man cave bar is complete without one.
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Yes, I bought the screaming goat.
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And as thrilling as that was, I admit to being a tad disappointed in his miniature stature.
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Here, let me save you the trouble.
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Annoying friends is a super power I already possess, but whatever.
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Ten reasons? I bought a screaming goat! Why wouldn’t I press the button.
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Alrighty then. Behold the majesty….
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Admit it, you’re jealous and want one of your very own. But wait, there’s more.
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So tell me, is anyone interested in taking the goat quiz?
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While I enjoy a good Hendrix riff as much as the next girl, the purple I’m talking about is of a different variety.
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Irises!
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Japanese Iris to be exact.
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They’re smaller and easier to deal with than their larger cousins.
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But still put on a lovely show.
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These pictures were taken a few weeks ago, before Maine started its horrible drought and heat wave. Things were still green, instead of the crunchy brown they are now. It’s amazing how fast the change can come. Today’s temperature?
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91 and feels like 104…. at 9:00am!! Unheard of in my state. Our two window a/c units are working overtime and barely keeping up. Even His Lordship is feeling it….
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Which is why I put him on an ice pack.
When I tried to remove it?
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I got the look.
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This month’s calendar squirrel is hard at work.
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And I don’t mind telling you the thought of our resident rodent bitch learning to use tools terrifies me senseless.
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Glazed donut popcorn! A day late and a donut short, that’s me.
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As you know, Lord Dudley Mountcatten likes to look out the laundry room window. And since his Royal personage (catonage?) must be kept comfortable at all times….
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His human slave has attached a soft towel to cushion the Royal butt.
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That looks says he would have preferred velvet.
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No reason for that, it just made me laugh.
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Lost guinea hens are making the local news.
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Polite guinea hens apparently.
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I include this because it is a running bone of contention in Casa River. I never answer the phone if I don’t recognize the number. Ever! The husband on the other hand, can’t stand the thought of missing something important… you know, like car warranty extensions or Rachel from Card Holder Services. I repeatedly tell him the more he answers, the more junk calls we’ll receive but he never believes me. Hence the photo of the number one thing you should do to avoid phone spam.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has a new octopus toy, which his mother put on his head in a feeble attempt to take his picture with a hat.
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His Lordship was not amused.
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There are times when I run across items that beg the question… why?
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Yeah, we’ve all had a crappy year… but squishing plastic rainbow colored excrement isn’t the solution.
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Let me get this straight, good behavior is rewarded with…. poop? New age parenting is truly beyond my comprehension.
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I like wine. I like butter. I do not think I’d like canned butter wine.
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Is it? Is it really….
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Just… no. I don’t want my toothpaste dispensed from anyone’s butt, giant green ogre or otherwise.
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