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It’s that time of year.
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Red wing blackbirds, starlings and grackles swoop in and empty our feeders in no time flat.
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I can’t keep up.
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And aside from eating every last seed and crumb of suet I put out in record time…?
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They drive Lord Dudley Mountcatten absolutely nuts.
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Damn it.
After I finally make a decision and order our new living room furniture? This pops up.
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Now that’s a chair!
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Cross out son, insert wife…
This is my future.
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When someone doesn’t want his feet touched.
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Worst. Coffee. Mug. Ever.
The sequel…
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Our backyard herd.
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His Lordship joined me on the couch the other day when I was reading.
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Being a hedonistic creature of comfort, he assumed the position.
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And I took a few pictures. But when I put the phone down beside me and it flipped the photo’s orientation upside down?
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I had a good laugh at my demented looking cat.
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Because we never pass up an opportunity to do a flight.
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Hobbs Tavern and Brewery.
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The Two and Two white stout was delightful.
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Broccoli cheese soup and a pomegranate margarita to start for me.
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Husband had a yummy bacon wrapped herby meatloaf.
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And I had a great turkey club with cranberry mayo.
On the furniture fabric home front… we’ve narrowed it down to this accent pattern but can’t decide between solids for the couches.
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In certain conditions the light is too light.
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In others, the dark is too dark.
Lord Dudley Mountcatten couldn’t care less.
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But I’m leaning towards the light.
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Spring is here … though to be honest I’m still waiting for winter. March in Maine used to mean cold and snow but temps have been near 50 most of the month and up until last week’s snow storm we had green grass in places.
Sigh.
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It’s been damp and too warm all winter.
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Though I admit the morning fog is soothing.
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His Lordship?
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Never misses his morning coffee.
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And now that his scratchy post has been returned to its normal living room site…
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All is right with his world.
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I just hope the furniture stores don’t mind a little cat hair on their fabric samples.
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Things are starting to come together on the flooring project.
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And I’m almost afraid to say this lest something horrible happen….
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But work is progressing smoothly.
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It’s going to take us a while to get used to this type of floor as we’ve had carpet in here since we moved in, but I’m liking it so far.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s jury is still out.
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Though he does enjoy the work table when our contractor goes out to the man cave/Barn Mahal for lunch.
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Progress!
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When I was painting the living rooms walls, I removed all the light and outlet covers. That included the ridiculous switch on the right the previous owner had installed.
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It went to the hot water heater which apparently she shut off every night. We never do that and I was tired of looking at it so I had the contractor remove the annoying red light. This meant rewiring some lines in the basement.
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And the discovery of a corpse.
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Poor little thing.
Trying to keep my husband from talking to the contractor …. while paying him $55 an hour to listen…. I found a project to keep my spouse busy.
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Installing cellular shades on our new bedroom windows. He gave me the look when I told him that meant putting holes in the new trim but before long he was reaching for his hammer for some none too subtle adjustments.
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This job took the better part of an afternoon..
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And didn’t seem to bother His Lordship over much.
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When my husband started chatted up the contractor again, he was asked to help with some laser assisted measurements.
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And after the measuring?
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More talking…
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten likes the noise plastic makes when he jumps on it..
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And God knows we’ve got plenty of plastic right now.
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What he doesn’t like is plastic rooms he has no access to….
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And in true cat fashion he’s always on the wrong side of the wall.
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The newly added zippered door helps, though he still has a propensity to sit and stare.
His Lordship doesn’t understand why his house is torn apart, noisy and covered in plastic…
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But he’s trying to make the best of it.
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Due to uncontrolled rampant dust covering every square inch and nook and cranny of our house…
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Another plastic walled room was erected.
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This time carefully avoiding the furnace’s air intake…
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Which had been sucking in dust and evenly distributing it between rooms.
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The contractor also added a zippered door so His Royal Highness could access the room at night without tearing giant holes in the plastic like he did last time.
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I have to be honest…
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I’m beginning to forget what a clean house looks like.
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Because my life is nothing if not random.
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Call me crazy but aren’t pickled cucumbers just… pickles?
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Required Lord Dudley Mountcatten photo.
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I’m really enjoying the weird and wonderful things people find at thrift stores FB page… and would totally have bought one of these for the man cave. Feed me Seymour!
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No climate change my *ss.
Ice fishing is big business up here but everyone is wondering how much longer they can survive without the actual ice.
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Saw this the other day and saved it for future reference. Posting here in case anyone else wonders what those all flashing thingamagigs represent.
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I don’t know what this is, but I want one.
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