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After more than two years of not traveling, the husband and I packed our bags and headed out for a mini vacation. It’s autumn in New England … so there’s only one place we wanted to be.
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Warning…
Road trip photos are coming.
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While it’s true my face may not be as firm and tight as it once was…
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I have no desire to cover it in Pepto Bismol rubber either. Sometimes the price of beauty is too high.
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Is it? Because that doesn’t look the least bit appetizing to me. I need my meat to bun ratio a lot lower than this.
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Would duct tape work just as well?
Asking for a friend.
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I saw this remarkably accurate John Wayne doll in an antique store the other day and was ready to lambaste the seller for spelling effigy incorrectly…. until I did some research and discovered Effanbee is a company that produces collectible dolls. It’s a good thing my husband didn’t see it. I don’t need that horror staring me down in the man cave bar.
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I see your dogs playing poker velvet wall hanging and raise you one toothless, cigar smoking set of gambling scallops.
My money’s on the straight flush mollusk.
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I was sifting through our kitchen cabinet the other day for a box.
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Yes, I admit it…. every once in a while I cheat and use Shake and Bake. It’s easy and the husband loves it. So sue me.
But as I was sifting through boxes, cans and bags I came across this:
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Hmm. It looked a little different from the first one I pulled out… and when I turned it over I realized why.
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Proof positive I need to clean out the cabinets more often.
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Still haven’t gotten over the upside down flying guitars on the Boston album cover?
Well hang on to your hat…. or helmet as the case may be.
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Star Wars Storm Troopers.
Silent, but deadly.
Until you turn them upside down.
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Awww…
Who knew they were so cute!
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It won’t burn any calories, but who are you kidding? You weren’t going to exercise anyway.
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Humphrey Bogart will always be Sam Spade.
Alec Guinness will always be Obi Wan Kenobi.
Anthony Hopkins will always be Hannibal Lecter.
Marlon Brando will always be The Godfather.
Tim Curry will always be Dr. Frank-n-Furter.
Your turn!
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We’ve had a lovely pair of foxes visit our backyard for years, but this season?
They brought the kids.
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While we’ve seen a kit or two every once in a while, it’s a rare thing since our back lawn is large and predominantly cover free. Momma fox is a careful parent and won’t expose her offspring to open areas unless she knows it’s safe.
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So you can imagine how our jaws dropped when 6 foxes appeared in our backyard recently.
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No, you’re not counting incorrectly… there are only five pictured.
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By the time I got over the shock and grabbed my phone… number 6 had moved over to the blueberry bushes, out of range.
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But damn, 5 foxes is still an impressive sight.
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With thanks to Martin who knows about my life long aversion to kale.
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This does not surprise me, not one little bit.
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Heck, I cry if forced to eat kale, why shouldn’t they?
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Clearly my mother never ate that noxious weed while pregnant.
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Though she did have a fondness for alcohol, which explains a lot.
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I’ve been waking up in the morning to completely empty bird feeders, which is odd because I refill them every evening. Usually this means the deer are back… but we’ve only seen one or two wandering around lately. Then last night, I flipped on the light at 10:00pm.
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Busted!
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The seed thief caught in the act.
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If you think those pudgy raccoons aren’t limber, I’ve got news for you …
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They can shimmy up and down poles as well as a squirrel and hang by two feet at will.
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Excuse the poor quality pics, I was shooting through the window.
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When Fatso finished emptying the feeders, he plopped down on the ground with the skunks.
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Who were none to happy to share and gave him their business ends.
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Cute little masked devils.
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Sorry, I just have to share the other half of these.
They’re too good not to.
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Am I right, or am I right?
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We’ve finally received some much needed rain and our lawn has responded accordingly.
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The grass has started to turn green… just in time for it to turn brown in the fall…. and Lord Dudley Mountcatten approves.
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Not that you’d know it by his face.
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And while the grass is busy turning green, my husband is busy turning his rubber truck mat black.
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Back to Black to be precise, which made me start singing AC/DC … and it totally went over my other half’s head.
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Fall is here and cooler temps mean summer flowers are on clearance sale, like these sweet little hibiscus I picked up for the kitchen porch. They won’t last long… but they’re damn sure pretty right now.
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Another reason to love my town. A cart full of free flowers.
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