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I saw these at the store the other day and had to wonder….
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Individually wrapped facelifts?
Because if I can tighten up and smooth out the wrinkles with brownies….
I will be one seriously happy camper.
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I saw these at the store the other day and had to wonder….
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Individually wrapped facelifts?
Because if I can tighten up and smooth out the wrinkles with brownies….
I will be one seriously happy camper.
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After an almost two week hiatus from working in the crap cave cellar… for reasons that will be discussed later….the husband was back on track.
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The far right corner was complete so the ceiling work started moving outward.
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I was called in to help numerous times because the price of plywood went up again and my spouse switched from the higher grade to the rougher stuff which was much harder to work with. Imagine if you will…. me, with my bad knee climbing on the step stool and trying to hold a sheet of wood in place over my head.
It was not a pretty sight. Nor a quiet one. I never realized there were so many colorful ways to say hurry up before I was roped in to helping.
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In between curses, I checked out his treasure. An old Bell and Howell movie projector, those horrible figural whisky bottles people used to collect in the ‘70s, a rather nice Italian pepper grinder and another rooster.
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Skeeter Skoot? I can only imagine the horrible chemicals they wanted us to spray ourselves with then back then.
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And finally… it looks like my husband will be giving classes on junk collecting. Reserve your seat now, it’s sure to be a popular seminar.
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Our backyard has been pretty busy of late.
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And our resident herd of ten are showing up every night.
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They don’t usually visit when it’s still light enough to grab photos, so this was a treat.
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You can have television. I’ll happily sit and watch these beautiful creatures instead.
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The harem master.
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I’m so glad he made it through hunting season unscathed.
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In case you’re wondering why they’re called White Tailed Deer.
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Because we all need some of that in our lives.
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Damn. I finally find something worth volunteering for and it’s 1,300 miles away.
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Of course they do. Where do you think Fris-bees came from…?
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Even planets get bored. Who knew?
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Glad I was sitting down for that one.
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We all have those days.
The ones where we want to stay in our pajamas, crawl back into bed and turn off the world.
Apparently Lord Dudley Mountcatten has them as well.
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It’s not as if this feline has a rough life.
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Did the level on his kibble bowl run low?
Were his treats not dispensed at the proper time?
Perhaps his pillow was not properly fluffed.
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Whatever the reason, he’s clearly reached his limit.
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In her never ending attempt to make me embrace kale, my girlfriend gave up trying to feed it to me and gifted me kale hair conditioner.
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The shampoo had matcha which is less revolting, but I’m here to report these products made my (considerable) head of hair feel like a Brillo pad. Keep kale where it belongs… in the garbage can.
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A winter morning peek out our front door.
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A winter evening peek out the same door.
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As seen in the grocery store parking lot. Is this driver extremely lazy… or blind? Those are the only two explanations I can think of to explain riding down the road with a large clump of snow on your windshield.
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As I was picking up some frozen pitted cherries for my morning smoothie at the grocery store, I saw something interesting I knew I had to try.
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Tru Fru.
Individual pieces of ripe fruit… flash frozen and covered in chocolate.
Nothing more.
And nothing less than delightful.
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I don’t have a huge sweet tooth but every now and then I like s little touch of dessert after dinner and these are perfect.
I take a few out of the freezer and let them sit 15-20 minutes before eating… and am now totally addicted.
The raspberry and strawberry have the deepest flavor… but the blueberry and cherry are good as well. They make a banana which I would love, but I haven’t found that one yet.
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In Maine… you never what you’ll find around the next bend in the road.
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Yesterday it was a rather large flock of wild turkeys.
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Who were in absolutely no hurry to move out of my way.
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Since the husband chases every one of their brethren who show up under our bird feeders out of the yard due to prodigious amounts of poo….
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I was happy to stop and watch them amble by.
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A few more oddities from our antique store stroll.
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Because you never know when you’ll need a personal, portable steam engine on wheels. It can be yours for a mere $4,000.
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I have no explanation for that.
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Proof positive everything can be made into a lamp… whether it should be is another issue entirely.
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We almost can home with this corn cutter.
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The fact that it was on sale required closer examination.
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I was all for putting this little dude in the man cave/Barn Mahal but the husband disagreed.
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Truth in advertising is a rare thing.
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You know the drill.
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This one was fun, if not slightly evil, to think about.
Can you imagine your new spouse’s face if you asked the band to play one of these songs?
My playlist…
1. He Stopped Loving Her Today.
( I just finished watching Showtime’s George and Tammy and couldn’t resist )
2. These Boots Are Made For Walking.
Seems a little soon, but okay.
3. 50 Ways To Leave Your Lover
Ouch!
4. Another One Bites The Dust
Probably more appropriate for a bachelor or bachelorette party… but still funny.
5. Love Stinks
Harsh, I know…. but that’s the point.
6. I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For
Now that one would hurt.
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Your turn.
Give me a wedding song that makes me laugh.
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