Tag Archives: food

News you can’t use.

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Useless:

of no use; not serving the purpose or any purpose; unavailing or futile

That describes my blog perfectly.

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But he had much bigger teeth, that should count for something.

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Clever is in the eye, or ear, nose and throat … of the beholder.

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Hey…

If it’s good enough for Stormy Daniels.

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Poo plumes?

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6 feet away and six feet high?

Only if I eat at Taco Bell.

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I saw one of these ridiculous vehicles at the grocery store the other day and it was just as silly in person as you would expect.

No fingers though, so maybe it was the no frills model.

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Dinner and a (sh*t) show.

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Some friends invited us out to dinner and a show on the coast recently.

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Location: The Taste of Maine. Home to the world’s largest inflatable lobster.

It’s a large family run seafood restaurant beloved by tourists but considered over rated and overpriced by us locals.

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Our meal was just that, underwhelming and not worth the cost.

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The show was upstairs and packed to capacity. It featured Bob Marley, a local comedian who sells out everywhere he appears.

To be honest, he’s not my cup of tea. The humor is low brow with too much emphasis on pooping and farting for my taste.

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But our friends love him and were nice enough to pay for our tickets so we couldn’t refuse.

To each their own.

He’s just not for me.

I didn’t video any of the performance, but here’s an example of his style.

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Someone is in desperate need of an 18 hour….

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Poor Momma Chuck has her hands paws full with five babies.

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Teaching them to be self sufficient and take advantage of the daily buffet we lay out is exhausting.

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More often than not she beats them to it and gobbles everything up before they wander over.

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Momma needs nourishment and strength.

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As well as a decent support bra.

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What does she think of the local paparazzi?

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This.

🤣

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Random nonsense.

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Do you like gathering friends and family for a good old fashioned game night? Board games, card games, games of skill, games of chance … it doesn’t matter, they’re all fun.

And the best part? You can still take part even after you’re dead.

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Brilliant!

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a daddy’s boy. Oh, he tolerates me because I’m the opener of cans and the sifter of poop but it’s my husband he follows from room to room and sleeps with at night. This allegiance also holds sway over freshly folded laundry.

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He curls up on my husband’s.

Never mine.

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A new Sopranos series?

I’m in!

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I can honestly say I’ve never wanted to play ball more in my life.

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#1 mistake?

Eating it. 🤢

(Sorry Mark)

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Up close baby chucker.

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My first baby chucker count was off by two. There are five baby chuckers and my flower gardens are doomed.

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I try to make friends by sitting on the barn porch and giving them apples.

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I do this so they’ll leave my carefully tended blooms alone.

Sometimes it works, other times I’m left with a bed of bare twigs.

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It seems there’s always one brave little fella in every litter… the one who edges closer and checks me out more thoroughly.

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Yes, they munch my flowers.

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But damn, they’re cute.

❤️

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