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A jellyfish martini glass?
Yes please!
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I may be speaking for myself, but a good Camembert does more for my soul than Jesus ever has.
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Why did I ever stop drinking lemon drops? A recent visit to our favorite restaurant found me sitting next to two women of a certain age, one of whom was celebrating a birthday. They were drinking lemon drop martinis, so I did as well. It’s all about solidarity.
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Best name for a spaghetti sauce, ever.
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My girlfriend and I had a long overdue day of thrift store shopping recently. I’ve missed that. Good company, a nice lunch and of course, a few laughs.
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I know nothing about yoga and have never tried it but if you’re so inclined, please tell me…. are bubbles required?
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Because my behind is round enough without bubbles and puckers thank you very much.
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I always cruise Goodwill’s book section. Sadly along with every other damn thing lately, the prices have doubled. Books I used to buy for $3 are now $6-7. Still cheaper than buying new…. unless you’re this particular book of course. $7.98 new, $9.00 at Goodwill. Not much of a bargain there.
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Protein bars with attitude.
And then there’s this last treasure. I didn’t buy it because my kitchen is already crammed with dozens of cookbooks I never use.
But damn…
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It would have made a great gag gift someday.
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You may not need them, but after seeing this post…. I think we both know you’re going to want them.
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Hats.
For your bananas.
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Admit it. You’ve always wanted to slice a Viking into your morning cereal.
Am I ripe?
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You know your cat is spoiled when he gets lifted up to the window to watch the birds.
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Pint of beer my husband recently received at our local pub. I detest IPA’s, but beer is my juice of choice.
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Results of a horrible multi unit fire that displaced 10 people in our town. This is what the old farm used to look like in the 1800’s.
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By the following day a gofundme campaign had raised $14,000. For a town with a population of just over 700, I’d say we’re pretty generous folk.
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A mussel appetizer the husband ordered this week. I stopped counting at 38. Definitely get your money’s worth there.
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It’s true. He told me….
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This.
This is what happens when temperatures rise too quickly in what should be winter in Maine. All our lovely snow melts, freezes and melts again. We have a skating rink driveway and mini floods everywhere because the ground is still too cold to absorb the water.
This…. is a mess.
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Little dried pieces of fruit have been appearing in strange places around our house as of late.
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On the railings, the steps, at the edge of the gutters. And for a while I just thought the birds bit off more than they could chew. (Do birds chew?)
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But then there she was. Scurrying around the back deck with fruit in her mouth looking for a place to bury her treasure for future consumption.
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I think she must have missed that class at squirrel university.
What a dumb ass.
And speaking of squirrels? While the husband and I decided to take a pass on gifts this Valentines Day… I have to admit he won the card contest hands down.
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It’s perfect.
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Our neighbors. The larger horse is an absolute bully and follows closely behind the pony nipping his butt all day long.
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I keep rooting for the little guy to give him a good swift kick, but clearly he’s a pacifist.
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A recently purchased tee shirt. I can never resist a funny brewery slogan, but when I researched this one I discovered it just sells equipment. No matter, it’s still beer related.
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The look your cat gives you when you don’t share your chicken salad sandwich.
Sorry Dudley, it had onions. I couldn’t.
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Since turning 50? This is the story of my life.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten?
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Love him.
Puking kitty gravy bowl?
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Definitely don’t love it.
Or want it, but thanks for asking.
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Clearly their idea of a sophisticated party and mine differ somewhat.
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And calling this monstrosity a work of art is stretching it.
Just.. no.
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The son of our previously in residence big buck seems to have taken over the old guy’s backyard territory.
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He’s a nice looking fellow and brings his herd of 8 to munch every night.
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Four does and four young’ uns jostle for bowl position while the big guy always claims his own.
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Yes.
I’m talking about you.
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Men? I’m going to give you a little free advice so listen carefully.
I believe I speak for all women when I say we don’t want this.
We don’t this for our birthdays. We don’t want this for our anniversaries. And we definitely don’t want this for Valentines Day.
Uh uh.
Nope.
No way.
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The fact that this abomination is listed as “low in stock” is proof positive men are basically clueless gift givers and will benefit enormously from reading my blog.
Please spread the word.
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The husband and I have been trying to find a new place to eat (and drink) . If I can’t travel to far off places? At least I can visit new bars.
Enter the Barnhouse Grill and Pub.
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Husband found an old washing machine at the entrance, which thankfully wasn’t for sale.
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This is a relatively new place remodeled from an old seafood market. It’s rustic and takes the barn theme seriously.
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Chickens and cows were plentiful, as were the bartender’s pours. It’s not often I call it quits at two margaritas… but I did that day in an effort not to fall off my stool.
The decor was down home country with a sense of humor, and when the husband came back from the men’s room requesting my phone, I knew it would be good.
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Keg urinals. The ultimate in recycling.
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There was also another antique washing machine, complete with rooster.
This got me curious what the ladies room had to offer so in I went, phone camera ready.
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Thankfully this wasn’t the only toilet. But aside from more chickens that was about it. Not nearly as much fun as the men’s room.
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I’d like to tell you I took pictures of the wonderful chili, the strange but quite tasty macaroni and cheese bites, and the fabulous charbroiled mushroom Swiss burger we ate, but I didn’t.
All I managed at the end of my second killer ‘Rita was one shot of the Philly cheesesteak egg rolls. Weird? Yes. But also really, really good.
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They’re not lying.
I was definitely happy when we left.
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