Because the news you can use is too depressing these days.
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He’s the devil.
I think that’s a given.
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Uh oh.
We just ordered a new one.
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Honestly, I try not to think about Elon Musk at all.
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Apparently he’s been paying some of the mothers of his children 15 million up front and $100,000 a month not to speak of them. One woman refused and gave up what amounts to $36,600,000 over 18 years to tell the truth.
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It’s evil, but we love it.
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Whaaaat?
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And now you know.
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This made me snort, but the fact that Amazon refunded her the $4,000 and let her keep the lollies tells me Junior may be doing it again.
And while the cake didn’t seem to rise quite as high as it normally does …
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My husband raved about the texture and proceeded to eat 3/4’s of it.
Honestly? I didn’t notice much of a difference.
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I’m so sick of this AI generated nonsense.
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As if.
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This is a real cat.
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Who jumps up to sleep on the spare bed pillows….
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And is too lazy to shift when he slides down between the shams.
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I found some old military photos when I was cleaning out a drawer the other day. That’s my husband in Beirut, with the remnants of the bombed Marine barracks behind him. He removed the bodies of six Marines from the wreckage on that horrible day.
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Welcoming my guy home after a six month Med float in 1988.
I’m currently kicked back on the couch with a good book and a cup of tea. I’m lazy and have no plans to move for the next hour…. so I’m going with sloth.
Day 8 dawned bright, and as I looked out the window of our condo… windy. No surprise there.
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We said goodbye to Narragansett Bay.
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And a decent enough resort.
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Heading out of Newport, we saw a T Rex selling Girl Scout cookies and had to stop.
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These young ladies were doing a brisk business and we purchased 4 boxes in a drive through line. Very efficient.
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Did I mention there are windmills in Newport?
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Like, everywhere?
With the constant wind I can’t blame them. but it was odd seeing them randomly dominate the skyline.
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In Providence this fellow didn’t seem pleased with the time.
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In Massachusetts?
A very well marked curve.
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Clearly the clientele of this McDonalds outside of Boston are somewhat… questionable.
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Twin bridges somewhere along the way.
And in a mere 4 hours we were home, having greatly enjoyed our time away.
My husband’s birthday fell during our trip and while my surprise Antique Roadshow thing didn’t work out.. ( the rat bastards )…he still had a nice day.
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I thought this guy looked a little like His Lordship.
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Gift #2? A pair of night vision binoculars for critter spotting in the dark.
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Gift #3? A package of stickers that made him groan.
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Gift #4? A lighted coin microscope for closer examination of his collection … which he broke on day one.
After a nice lunch and waterfront stroll it was back to the trenches..
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To an even bigger though slightly nicer antique mall.
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I swear my husband’s eyes lit up the moment we stepped inside.
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It’s times like these I’m glad he’s a cheapskate when it comes to purchases. The man wants a bargain and there weren’t many to be had here.
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That frog was about five grand.
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I thought about this for the man cave.
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And wouldn’t have minded having this, but it was badly cracked.
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More wooden yardsticks.
For the love of God… why?
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Interesting, but a hard pass.
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Giant clam anyone?
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Just looking at these shoes hurt my feet.
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You know that was risqué for its day.
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Yes, he bought the yardsticks.
Sigh.
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I was really tempted to buy this vintage cocktail shaker and glasses for the man cave. It was even aviation themed which was my husband’s career field.
Coulda, shoulda.
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This place went on forever and long story short we were there until it closed.
I purchased this.
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A $500 Confederate bond from the Civil War. When we lived down south I used to pick up Confederate currency now and then but I didn’t have one of these. It still has four coupons attached, though I think my chances of cashing them in are slim.