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Because the world is a ridiculous place.
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Have you seen who’s running for office these days?
I think it’s pretty obvious.
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Call me crazy, but a military prison usually isn’t at the top of my vacation wish list.
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We encountered nude beaches in France. They’re nothing like you imagine… trust me on this.
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When you need coffee? You need coffee.
No matter your age.
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Which is what one does when they can’t find a 28 foot tall fire hydrant.
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Because it’s Monday, and I have to.
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If it requires citrus, I’m not sure I want to know.
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Future Olympic sport, right there.
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It had to be a red squirrel.
They’re evil that way..
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There are some activities that should never be social. This is one of them.
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No problem here, I don’t drink coffee. But please enjoy that morning cup of beetle poo… I’m sure it’s wonderful.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten enjoys licking the cream residue from my husband’s morning coffee and makes no secret of this fact.
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From the moment my spouse pours his first cup, he has a captive audience.
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Since His Lordship doesn’t want the actual coffee, my husband has to drink the first cup more rapidly than he’d like.
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And is stared down with anticipation during the process.
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Cats.
They want what they want.
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Every morning when my husband sits down, he has an audience.
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He’s none too patiently watched as he drinks his first cup of coffee and feels the pressure to finish.
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Because when there are only a few drops left?
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It must be offered to His Lordship..
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Who has developed an obsession with licking the cup.
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Cats.
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So help me out here as I’m not a coffee drinker.
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What kind of puck are they sucking, and why?
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I read the description and still have no freakin’ clue.
Another question – have we entered into a Mad Max universe? Because I didn’t get the memo.
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As seen at a stop light in Lewiston, Maine.
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Granted Lewiston isn’t the nicest city in my beautiful state, but this seems a little extreme, even for them.
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Because I know I don’t.
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Lately the man cave/Barn Mahal has been our money sucking box….
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But I agree, that one is much creepier.
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Okay, I admit a yodeling pickle might be a nice screaming goat accompaniment at our bar… but I restrained myself from ordering one.
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Yeah. I can do without that as well.
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Sorry, but there’s not a board game on earth that would make me want to eat my husband’s Uncle Donny.
Nope.
Not happening.
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Remember when I posted about giving the husband some Red Sox memorabilia for his birthday?
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Here’s Lord Dudley Mountcatten sitting above the mint condition 1968 pennant. It arrived in a long padded box, wrapped in layers of wax paper, tissue paper and bubble wrap. It was cherry! Until Dudley pounced on it, ripping it in two places and punching a giant tooth hole in the tip. Sigh.
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Here he is eyeing the kinetic sculpture when my husband gave it an inaugural twirl.
Needless to say I put that out of reach shortly after.
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Cats, I love them… but it doesn’t mean they don’t drive me crazy.
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I got this announcement from WordPress the other day. And while I’m flattered they’re keeping track of my posts, I had to wonder at the random number. Is 1337 something to celebrate?
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I ordered this customized coffee mug for a friend and can’t wait to give it to her. ( our names are underneath the chairs but have been removed to protect the not so innocent ) That’s me on the left with the margarita and the figure I haven’t seen for 20 or so years. Hair, drinks, skin tone and shirt are customizable but they didn’t have an overweight and menopausal option, go figure.
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But I admit, it does describe our relationship perfectly.
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In other news…. I’m scheduled to receive my first Covid vaccine this morning. Maine has done a remarkable job with the roll out and I’m looking forward to being on the road to fully protected as well as doing my part to stop the spread of this horrible life altering virus.
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Did anyone know the Keurig coffee company will now mix you a cocktail?
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Yes, there is an alcoholic pod machine.
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And while in theory it seems like a good idea ..
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For $300 I think I’ll continue to mix my own.
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The machine requires a CO2 canister for carbonation.
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And they don’t exactly give away the pods either.
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Maybe someday when I’m old and grey (okay, older and greyer) I’ll need mechanic cocktail help, but I’m not there yet.
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I don’t drink coffee, never have. But if any brand were ever to tempt me to start? This might be it.
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As previously noted, we had an electrician in to put some electrical outlets under our bar. And because we’re either cursed or the unluckiest people on earth, things did not go well. I won’t bore you with details but after 3 hours of trying… ka-Ching! …. the only option was this.
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Ugly ass exterior junction boxes… that because I let the husband supervise? Were mounted too high and now leave me unable to run the three foot long shelf I’d purchased for that spot.
Two foot long shelves it is. Grrr.
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A recent trip to our local pub found the owner munching on these. And while I utterly despise all sugar free, fake ass, wannabe chocolate? These weren’t half bad. Of course I was a few Cosmos in by then, so they may have actually tasted like cardboard. For $15 a bag, I don’t think I’m willing to check.
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Yes.
Yes they are, and bless their little souls for the good cheer they spread.
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I dislike Pepsi and find it sickeningly sweet.
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So Apple Pie Pepsi? That’s a hard pass.
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While this sounded like a cute idea?
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The aesthetics leave a lot to be desired. That looks less like a mouthful of chocolate chip cookie and more like a mouth filled with…. well, never mind.
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Sorry, but my cabinet doors aren’t playing loud music past 10:00 pm or yelling at their husband to pick up his dirty socks. No noise suppression is required.
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First they want me to exercise with rubber bands, now they want me to wrap them around my mattress? I’ll tell you right now…. neither one of those things will be happening anytime soon.
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No.
Just, no.
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