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Lord Dudley Mountcatten loves to bathe in the sun and does not appreciate his humans closing the blinds from the glare.
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Adjustments must be made.
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And indoor stalking of birds…
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And red squirrels continues.
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😊
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He’s a sun worshiper.
It may be winter but…
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Frigid wind chills, ice and snow may rule outside, but inside the Barn Mahal man cave?
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Pink lemonade margaritas say it’s always summer.
And when you leave?
Even cold weather haters have to admit the sunsets are pretty spectacular.
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Even birds get lost now and then.
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Birding enthusiasts are currently going nuts in Maine because this glorious creature has taken up residence along our coast.
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I think his GPS needs a little tweaking because he’s clearly off course.
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An impressive fellow, I wonder if he realizes the fervor he’s causing.
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Local newspapers and media can’t seem to talk about anything else.
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And some fabulous photos are appearing.
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Boothbay Harbor is now birder heaven. Grab your binoculars!
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Random silliness.
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I’m sorry, but the is the Best. Menu. Typo. Ever.
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Although it does make me feel badly for the duck. Ouch!
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The first name that came to my mind?
Tinkerbell.
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I knew that mallard I saw at the park the other day looked shifty.
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Incentive
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I’m trying to see the bright side of my husband’s latest purchase. It’s not easy, but when he brought it home last week and attempted to park it in the garage?
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I saw a glimmer of hope that he might actually throw some things out to make room. You know, like the old broken gutters, the yard sale fake oil painting and the air conditioner that hasn’t worked since 1999?
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But we’re talking about my husband … so things just got stacked in higher piles.
I told him there was too much junk. Repeatedly.
Did he listen?
I think you know the answer to that.
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He did not… and ran into the broken air conditioner instead.
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Call me crazy…
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Go ahead, I know you want to. But in this case I’m crazy like a fox because I’ve found a product with multiple uses.
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The Woof Washer!
Okay, sure… it will clean the mud off your dog. But think of the possibilities.
Little Johnnie Jr. beat up the neighbor’s kid and is covered in blood?
Woof Washer!
Your 5 year old daughter found your stash of stripper glitter?
Woof Washer!
Your husband comes home from the bar reeking of cheap beer and even cheaper perfume ?
Woof Washer!
I’m telling you, this thing is pure gold.
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Out with the old, in with the … old as well.
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The husband came home with his old as f*cking dirt new truck last week.
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“New” truck.
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Old truck.
Do you see a vast improvement? Because I don’t.
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Old truck.
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Smiling husband in his 28 year old “new” truck.
This might not bother me so much if it wasn’t for the fact that used car and truck prices are certifiably insane right now and he paid twice what it should be worth.
Thanks again Covid. You suck.
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I hate false advertising.
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In a delightful break from the Ball Wash and testicle hammock ads, I’ve been seeing women’s fashion on my feed instead.
Not sure why since I never buy clothes I can’t try on first, but anything that replaces random male crotch shots is an improvement as far as I’m concerned.
I do however take issue with their product claims.
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For every body?
Trust me, this suit is not made for any woman over a size 4 and is why young girls grow up hating their bodies.
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Adore Me?
More like Obey Me or Else. Whip and handcuffs not included.
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Royally soused.
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The husband and I dropped by one of our favorite places this week, The Royal River Grillhouse.
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And since it was the New Year? I had two of the above pictured New Year cocktails.
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It was a cold day and no one wanted to sit on the porch, even with the massive heaters going full blast.
This restaurant’s bar is known for it’s liberal pours as proven by my third and final drink, the Gooseberry Bellini.
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Yes, that’s an actual Grey Goose vodka bottle with the neck cut off. They use them as glasses and let me tell you, when you finish a cocktail in one of those babies?
You know it.
I left the Royal River Grillhouse royally soused… so no false advertising there.
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Marking decades of wedded bliss.
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The husband and I celebrated our 38th wedding anniversary recently. It doesn’t seem possible since I’m only 39 years old, but the Hallmark cards don’t lie.
My other half is a sweetie and had a nice flower arrangement delivered.
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It’s a little lopsided because the delivery man came early and slipped on the driveway ice we hadn’t yet treated. Thankfully he was okay, and that must be some tough glass because the vase didn’t even chip.
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I can tell my husband answered the florist’s annual question “what’s her favorite color?” with the technically correct… though wrong for this situation…. green.
I do love green, and it is my favorite … but when it comes to floral arrangements? A bit more color would be nice.
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I’m not complaining, but there are enough lilies in this one to make our house smell like a funeral home.
And though he didn’t get that quite right, I have to say… when it came to card selection?
He totally nailed it.
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Remember ladies, picking the right man is the most important decision you’ll ever make.
Choose wisely.
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River's world..... 