It was really just a big house with a big lawn and a couple of chickens.
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But no matter, they had a tasting room.
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And a bar with a menu.
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That… and interesting beer is all we ever need.
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So we tasted.
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And tasted.
And since I couldn’t discern any recognizable plaid on the owner’s kilt, I had to ask.
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Turns out he’s not Scottish or clan affiliated. He just doesn’t like pants.
And since we kept tasting, we ordered some food.
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My husband went with The Perfect Scallop…
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Which was less than perfect . One large scallop cut into thirds, which pretty much ruined it. It was presented on some kind of bizarre cheesy foam and as you can see… was not meant for hearty appetites.
Since I was drinking I threw my normal culinary caution to the wind and ordered their exotic smash burger of the week … which was of all things, kangaroo.
My real life friends are very helpful. Knowing I’ve been looking for coffee and end tables, one of them sent me this…
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And while I’m sure His Lordship would love it?
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This is a church I pass every now and then while running errands.
They have a sense of humor.
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Or try to…
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Now that’s what I call a backyard rainbow.
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This is what $150 worth of handmade gourmet candy looks like. We thought it would be a nice way to say thank you to the nursing and surgical staff for being so kind to an antsy (and sometimes unintentionally violent) patient.
*Note- I wanted to give them a healthy and attractive Edible Arrangement filled with fruit… but the damn stores have closed up shop and left the state of Maine.
Thankfully not for me, I can’t even put eye drops in my eyes….but sadly for my husband. If you remember, he tried to have the out patient cataract surgery late last year but was unable, due to what was basically a panic attack.
Not much bothers my husband, he’s pretty fearless. But he’s also rather tightly wound when it comes to retaining personal control. The out patient surgery meant being awake and strapped down to prevent movement. That didn’t go well (at all! The drugs they gave to calm him down spiked his blood pressure and ratcheted up his anxiety so high the doctor cancelled the surgery)
So we ended up here last week.
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The hospital, where they threw a johnny over his clothes and knocked his ass out. And because he doesn’t deal well with being woozy and coming out from under anesthesia (the control thing again)….
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They put me in the recovery room to await his return and calm him down.
Did I mention he once punched a nurse, knocking her out cold when waking up after knee surgery? That was before we were married … I make sure to warn hospital staff now.
Anyway, the operation went well.
Not that you’d know it by his face upon returning home.
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He had a good bit of pressure and pain the first day but the eye drop regimen should lessen that.
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Week one, which is actually 8 days… 3 eyedrops 4 times a day… total = 96 drops.
Weeks two, three and four…. 2 eyedrops 4 times a day… total = 168 drops.
Weeks five and six…. 1 eyedrop 4 times a day.. total = 56 drops.
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320 drops.
Wish me luck keeping him on that schedule, not to mention making him respect the no heavy lifting or strenuous activities for 7-10 days order.
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