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What I’m watching.

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My husband falls asleep during every episode…

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But I never miss a Ken Burns documentary. And while this one is epic in many ways, I have to admit there are a few too many battle sequences and not enough gripping personal stories to keep viewers riveted. His Civil War masterpiece set the bar very high.

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There was so much buzz about this movie I had to watch. Unfortunately that was two hours of my life I’ll never get back.

It was horrible. Hard pass.

And just when I thought that was the worst movie I could find…

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Holy hell.

I read the buzz about this being a treatise on beauty and the fight against aging so I was not expecting the stupidest, most ridiculous, literally laughable turn this one took. Hollywood really has lost its mind.

Thankfully some of my favorite series have returned to save the day.

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The Mayor has his hands full this season with a brother on the wrong side of the bars and a crooked warden running the prison. This show is raw, violent and often times hard to watch… but I’m here for it.

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The Morning Show has been a consistently superior program and this season does not disappoint. Well cast, well acted…. there’s never a dull moment.

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Landman rocks. I never thought I would be the least bit interested in the down and dirty world of oil production but this powerhouse show makes you sit up and pay attention. Season one was amazing, but this year they added Sam Elliot and Andy Garcia.

Need I say more?

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Never having been a Stallone fan, I was surprised how much I liked Tulsa King when it first started. But I have to admit the new season is leaving me a bit cold. I can’t really explain why, it just seems a little off and rapidly approaching campy.

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My husband stumbled on this sweet, feel good movie the other day. Based on a true story, if you’re an animal lover?

You’ll smile… and cry. I guarantee it.

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Random

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If you’re a squirrel on our property, you may feel like you’re being watched.

And if it’s not me with a camera?

It’s His Lordship.

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Who keeps a close eye on the visitors.

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May it rest in peace.

I loved MTV back in the day and spent many happy hours singing along with videos as I ironed my husband’s Marine Corps uniforms.

The end of an era, that.

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I always know when the bird feeders are running low.

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The avian protesters are noisy.

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Yes.

That’s why I do it.

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Husband photographing a sunrise.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten wondering why.

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Damn it.

Now I’m going to have start counting corn.

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News you can’t use.

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Because there’s always room for a little more crazy.

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Well that can’t be good.

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I try not to post poo related headlines, but some of them simply can’t be ignored.

This particular bathroom hack? Blow bubbles while on the throne.

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You heard it here first.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten feels the same way.

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When AI reaches the singularity, I doubt it will care.

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Sorry Texas.

You had a good run.

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The man had a micro penis.

That explains everything.

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Maps.

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Because they’re fun.

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Maine has a craft brewery on every corner, it’s serious business up here so it always astounds me that Vermont outranks us. We’ve driven literal hours there and not seen one.

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Damn, Texas.

There are other stores…

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How southern are you?

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I thought Maine would rank higher but I get it…we’re expensive, not to mention cold.

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I take umbrage with this one.

We aren’t rude, We’re New Englanders who just take time to thaw.

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I’ll take autumn leaves, Stephen King and seafood any day.

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Thankful.

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This won’t be the typical sappy Thanksgiving post where I list all the wonderful people and things I’m grateful for in my life and then excuse myself to gorge on turkey. It’s just going to be a quick story of what happened the other day.

The husband and I ran out to the grocery store to grab a few things I needed to make my contributions to the holiday feast we’ll be attending at a dear friend’s house later today. (Creamy crab toasties, autumn harvest sangria, broccoli casserole and a cappuccino mousses trifle) The store was packed with last minute shoppers and as we neared the end of our trip around the aisles, my guy spotted a little old lady slowly pushing her cart past the milk. She was alone, frail, slightly bent over and seemed a bit overwhelmed.

What happened next is the very definition of holiday spirit.

My husband jogged up to the front of the store, found the manager and told him he wanted to buy that lady’s groceries.

Just because.

He handed over his bank card and the manager quickly opened a separate register while a clerk steered the unsuspecting woman through. My husband didn’t want to be recognized as the payer and ducked out of sight as the cashier told the puzzled lady there was no charge.

I hope the kindness of a stranger made her day.

It certainly made my heart swell with pride.

Here’s hoping your Thanksgiving is filled with wonderful people like my husband as well.

❤️

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Here a bot, there a bot…

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While I don’t usually pay a lot of attention to my stats, there are some days I have to.

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Because WordPress likes to announce it when they rise .

“Hey loser! Look at you, people have found your miserable little blog. Kudos.”

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And over the past few days things have definitely been looking up.

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So much so, I got suspicious.

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Yes, the majority were from the U.S…. but still, for me the numbers have been crazy.

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Fearing they were bots…I sent a question to the Happiness Engineers.

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Which, irony of ironies…. was answered by a bot.

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Frank.

Yeah, sure.

Not believing I had suddenly become that popular, I went ahead and changed my WordPress password.

And the very next day?

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Things were back to normal.

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He can let go of some things.

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When we moved to this house in 2002, the woodshed was half filled with logs. Since we have a fireplace, we burn a few now and then for ambience… but since we don’t use it as a heat source we never really put a dent in the huge stack.

Over the years (Decades. Damn, I’m getting old!) my husband has cut and split trees on our property and dutifully stacked them in the already full shed.

It’s only recently that he decided enough is enough. We’ll never burn a fraction of the stockpile and there’s literally no room for anything else so…

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He’s letting go of the birch, apple, poplar, maple and pear.

And with the current cost of firewood? He let it go at a very reasonable price.

In no time at all, a couple showed up with their truck and started loading.

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It was an 8 foot bed and they were sure they could fit it all.

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But a second trip was required.

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And when the wife saw we had a tree full of crabapples behind the shed? She asked if she could harvest some for jelly.

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Everyone was happy.

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The local couple could fill their wood stove cheaply.

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And we could finally see the interior walls of our shed.

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Which after 23 unseen and untouched years, are going to need some serious work.

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News you can’t use

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Let’s dive into the absurd, shall we?

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Sounds like someone needs a giant Tums.

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Sure. Let’s piss off the artificial intelligence… no harm can come from that.

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This headline is from Connecticut where the slogan is, “If you can’t beat ‘em, eat ‘em”.

In case you’re wondering, they’re talking about green crabs.

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Thankfully I didn’t get one, because I’m pretty sure I’m still alive.

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As one does.

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That’s a mental picture I may have trouble getting rid of.

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I wouldn’t think this requires an article, but clearly I’m wrong.

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I’m confused.

Is the appropriate response to this I’m sorry… or congratulations?

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