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Two’s company, three’s a crowd.

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Three grey squirrels were braving the elements for a nosh during our last snow storm.

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This fellow was first to the tray feeder, scrambling up the pole and settling in to munch.

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Squirrel number two had a harder time with the slippery pole….

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But after a few comical attempts… made it to the tray of treats.

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Squirrel #1 was not happy to share and a major scuffle broke out, but it was over quickly and a truce was called.

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All was well until squirrel #3 showed up.

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He climbed the pole 4 times and was booted off in no uncertain terms.

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Two is company… and apparently three is one squirrel too many.

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Feeling a little crabby?

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If you’ve ever gotten hangry, you’ll appreciate the peculiar talent of the next weird creature on my calendar.

The Yeti crab.

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At any given moment, this fellow has a veritable refrigerator full of yummy snacks at his fingertips.

You can’t argue with that.

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And now let’s check how close the drawing is to the original.

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I’m giving that a 3.

The general idea is there…. but it’s lacking the magnificence of those wonderfully hairy legs.

And aside from the fact it looks like a giant tick, that leg fuzz is begging to be petted.

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Well, I didn’t say petting it was a particularly good idea.

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Pandemic humor.

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Because I’m still trying to laugh.

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Ain’t that the truth! I’ve cooked and baked more in the past two years than I have in the last 20. Which sadly, my hips and thighs can attest to.

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I need one of those.

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This is funny, but not. Our neighbor is a nurse and has been past the point of burnout for a solid year.

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I really hope not, but you can’t argue with the logic.

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Things you’ll only find in Maine.

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Maine is well known for its lobster and blueberries, but here are two other regional items with which you may be unfamiliar.

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Yes, we put mashed potatoes in candy. And if you’ve never had one of these delicious treats? You won’t believe how tasty chocolate covered taters can be.

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I admit I’ve never tried this.

And to be honest, I probably never will. If you’ve ever walked the clam flats of a Maine beach at low tide in the summer?

The smell is not what you would call tea worthy.

Trust me on this.

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No! Not the children..

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It’s well established that I am not a fan of that horrible green leaf called kale.

I don’t like kale chips or drink kale smoothies, so stop asking.

I won’t eat it and you can’t make me, no matter how constant the bombardment.

So imagine my horror when I saw the advertisement for this abomination of a product….

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No!

Not the children!

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A kale chew toy?

Wouldn’t that be more suited for a dog?

What the utter Hell!

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A recipe book for the rest of us.

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In general I’d say I’m a good cook. People like to come over for dinner, my dishes are requested at potlucks, and Lord knows my husband doesn’t complain. But every once in a while I’ll try a new recipe and things will…. how shall we say? … go astray.

I read the directions, I do just what they say… but the result is often inedible.

Perhaps I need this:

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I wouldn’t count on it, but let’s see.

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Who knew there was such a thing.

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Cheese? Good.

Kale? Bad.

Got it!

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I’m afraid I can’t follow that rule. Growing up with a father who died after his fifth heart attack… and living with a man who has had triple bypass, I don’t add salt to anything.

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Well, if the lobster says so… it must be true.

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At this point I shouldn’t even be surprised.

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Covid.

It’s ruined so many things, not to mention lives.

Every time we make a plan, the virus rears its ugly head like a demonic Jack in the Box and shrieks, I don’t think so!

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Our Christmas gatherings were cancelled last year and I was okay with that. But this time around we’re fully vaccinated and boosted and were looking forward to a get together/dinner/celebration with family and friends. A hesitant return to normalcy…

I should have known that was too good to be true.

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I’d made Sangria. And had gathered all the fixings for crabmeat toastie appetizers and my special Cappuccino Mousse Trifle dessert… but now, it looks like that will be Christmas dinner for two because the host of the gathering called late last night to cancel. Her (unvaccinated) visiting daughter in law brought the gift of Covid (worst houseguest ever!) so now they’re all quarantining.

First our Thanksgiving plans was cancelled due to an outbreak, now Christmas.

This is seriously getting old.

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A terrifying headline.

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Just when I thought the crazy lack of products was over. ..

Toilet paper is back in abundance, as is flour since the crazy Covid bakers have returned to buying their rubber loaves of Wonder Bread.

But now?

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Chicken tenders? I can live without ‘em. Cream cheese? Can’t stand the stuff. Fresh fruit? We’re not seeing any shortages up here. Maple syrup? I live in Maine… people have barrels in their cellars.

But then I read #5.

And shit got real.

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*Gulp*

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Phew! It’s not the booze, just the packaging?

No problem.

Bring your own bucket works for me.

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