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Yay me.
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I’m officially the most annoying blogger you know.
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I’m nothing if not prolific.
Tag Archives: humor
Now that’s a tip.
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There’s a famous restaurant in my part of the world called The Taste of Maine.
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It’s been family owned and operated for 44 years and is a staple for fresh seafood on the heavily travelled coastal Route 1. Tourists love the kitschy decor and giant outdoor lobsters.
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We find it a bit overpriced but go once in a while just because it’s fun.
The pandemic hit a lot of seasonal restaurants hard up here and many went under. Right now they’re struggling to find enough wait staff. So when I saw this on FB the other day? A customer tipping the amount of the bill….
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I was floored.
We’ve done that at small diners and sandwich shops. $20 – $30 bill, $20 -$30 tip.
But an $800 tip?
Holy macaroni. That’s beyond awesome.
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BOGO
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Because when your local nursery has a buy one get one free geranium sale…
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You bogo the hell out of that and fill your car.
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And your kitchen counter.
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And drop geraniums everywhere there isn’t one.
Empty corner?
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Not anymore.
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Momma’s little stinker.
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I can no longer call our nightly visiting skunk he.
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She’s a momma and she brought her baby!
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This is too much cuteness, I can hardly stand it.
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So sweet!!
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A junior stinker.
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Be still my heart.
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What up WordPress?
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I blog from my phone most of the time. It’s quick, easy and always seems to be nearby. But when I updated my operating system and my apps the other day WordPress threw me a curve. I can no longer click on commenter’s avatars and find their blogs from my friend’s pages which is pretty annoying. It’s always been a good way to read and meet new people and I feel like WordPress just slammed a door in my face.
Aside from that, this is what I see when someone comments on my posts:
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In the current climate of internet privacy run amok… do I really need to have access to everyone’s email and IP address? No. I do not.
(Apologies to Kenny, but I didn’t think he’d mind be made an example of.)
Anyone else experiencing this?
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Miscellaneous silliness
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Because we all need a little more silly in our lives.
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I’ve had my share of asshole plants. Matter of fact, I’m looking at one right now.
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See it up there taunting me? Scraggly, half dead. Yellow and brown tipped leaves so I don’t know if it has too much water or not enough. What a jerk. And talk about a misnomer. It’s called a Philippine money tree but hasn’t dropped a single 20 dollar bill on me in the 5 years he’s lived here… the rat bastard.
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Umm… far be it for me to argue with granny, but that doesn’t look like a lady to me. Check your ad copy nana. He doesn’t need a bra as much as a girdle.
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Unexpected? How hard is it to chop celery for heavens sake.
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When they’re right, they’re right.
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Stone garden border project… day 2, disagreement 2.
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I was helping.
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In so far as the husband would let me help… with what was my idea to begin with. That’s usually how things go at Casa River. I want to do something and come up with a plan… then the husband gets involved and does it completely his way.
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Granted he knows more about stone wall building… but I had a vision ya know?
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I like weird looking rocks, like this bird’s head skeleton I placed in the corner ….
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And these two that look like ham steaks. I wanted them prominently placed to give the border some quirk and character.
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So of course the husband moved all three and buried them. When I said something? He got ticked off and told me I can let him build it or hire someone else to do exactly what I want… and believe me that’s tempting.
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I love my husband. I do. He’s a wonderful man. But it would be nice if we could a work project together… in harmony, like we used to. Whether it’s male menopause, adjusting to retired life or basic old man crankiness .. lately he tests my patience to the point where I just have to walk away. Why must every difference of opinion turn into a fight? It’s exhausting.
Do you work well with your spouse/significant other. Or do you have to take a hike as well?
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The one where His Lordship takes a dirt bath, battles a peony and checks out the man cave.
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I think he does it just to aggravate me.
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On every walk, he will find every patch of dirt.
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And roll until he and his harness are filthy. The spot underneath the bird feeders that’s mixed with empty seed husks and poo is a favorite.
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And when you can’t find a woodchuck to play with? Peonies have to do.
Hard to believe in the year since we adopted his Lordship, he’s never made it out to the man cave. There’s something about the barn which always gives him pause. Oh, he’ll walk around it and try to crawl underneath it.. but it took me a good 9 months to get him comfortable sitting on the porch. Then yesterday out of nowhere he scratched on the door….
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And viola!
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A whole new area to explore.
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I thought he’d enjoy it, but before long he was whining and pawing at the windows to get out.
He’s a strange little dude our Dudley.
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News you can’t use.
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Because the headlines just keep on coming.
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Great. Like we don’t have enough earth born pathogens…
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If there’s a better name for a female aardvark than Princess Dirt Pig, I don’t know what it is.
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I adore this idea!
Though it may mean longer waits for the bathroom at dinner parties.
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I have to disagree with this one. My MIL aged at a normal rate…
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Holy crap, I hope so! In their case, total annihilation can’t come soon enough.
No pun intended.
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Breakfast with siblings.
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Morning brings the baby chucks in a group.
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They squabble a bit now and then but as long as the apples and carrots are plentiful they usually munch side by side.
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Momma has been leaving them alone more often now.
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It won’t be long before she boots them out of the den altogether.
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River's world..... 