Tag Archives: humor

Wombats rule.

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I do love me some wombats. Cute, cuddly, and utterly ridiculous. What more could you want?

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And now, there’s a game devoted entirely to them.

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Granted the premise is a bit lame. Wombats don’t build towers, and I seriously doubt they’ve ever voted. (though that would explain the 2016 election.) I won’t be buying this, but I did chuckle over some of the comments.

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Now there’s a game I might buy! Wombats are the only creature on earth to poo cubes, so it seems silly not to incorporate that trait into a wombat tower building game.

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An immortal wombat?

I’m so ready for that.

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This and that

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I’m not a hot tub type of girl. The thought of sitting in a warm bucket of water, pruning up with friends is not high on my list of preferred activities. And while the idea of free floating ray shaped cleansers is compelling….

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The idea of a scum covered pool of my bff’s exfoliated skin hasn’t changed my mind.

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One of our local grocery stores is now posting trivia. How fun is that?

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A combination of Scotch and Amaretto? I’ll refuse it and take my chances. Blech!

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The fact that there are people who will buy this product instead of just picking one up off the ground makes my head hurt.

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Spring is officially on its way…

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Every morning for the past week I’ve woken up to honking. Not inner city traffic and pissed off commuters, but honking all the same.

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Canada geese are on their way north, and the river behind our house is a veritable goose super highway. No need for an alarm clock when these fellows are overhead…. they’re loud!

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Large groups and small, for the first hour after dawn the sky is full of travelers.

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A raucous and sure sign spring is on the way.

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❤️

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Vermont is still calling.

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Another post about possible Vermont accommodations appeared on my feed today. Clearly, the state misses us.

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And while I love the idea of staying in a romantic little treehouse ….

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I admit the first thing that went through my mind was damn, that’s positively asking for a red squirrel invasion. So, hard pass from me.

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I’d surely have nightmares.

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A nice surprise.

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The husband and I tried a relatively new restaurant/pub last week.

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And from the quality of their cocktails, I see a return trip in our future.

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The snow covered cranberry was delightful.

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As was the gin sipper, but it was this sign that got my husband’s attention.

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Now that’s a great idea, and clearly quite popular.

When our spinach flatbread appetizer came out to the table without the aforementioned spinach? The owner immediately came over and said a replacement was being made which he would box up for us take home, free. As was the fabulous error flatbread we were already halfway through. And when he saw my husband’s USMC hat? The beer was free as well. I could get used to this place.

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A fried haddock sandwich with dill aioli and a harvest salad with blackened chicken later, we were replete. After tipping large and dropping $10 on the bar to pay for a couple of veteran’s beers later… we walked out past this.

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Clearly there’s a history of service at this restaurant/pub.

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And while I’m not a religious person, I do appreciate the honor paid to our veterans.

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Fuzz … part 4.

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Have you ever seriously thought about dung? I can’t say I have, but clearly someone is taking note.

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Counting poop pellets? Well, everyone needs a hobby.

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I only have one word for that revelation….

Wow.

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While this graphic of weaponized coconuts is disturbing, one has to wonder why the cartoon father has grabbed mom, stolen junior’s lollipop and left junior to fend for himself.

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I know age has widened my circumference. I feel ya tree.

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Frass. A great word, but as any serious Scrabble player knows…. not worth wasting two S’s. I shall instead whip kerf out on my unsuspecting husband this weekend. K and F? Now you’re talking.

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It’s like they’re not even trying.

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After the visiting the first Duluth Trading Post to open in the state of Maine a while back, I admit I wasn’t impressed. Turns out I am even less impressed with their product descriptions online.

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Even if true, that’s lazy marketing.

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Tactical soap? It must be going to war with your armpits…

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One roll of toilet paper in a box does not a kit make.

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That’s a bridge too far. Bitchin’ is about the only thing I do well these days.

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Bad news you can’t use.

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This week’s headlines are a tad disturbing.

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That doesn’t sound good.

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Dust has always been problem in our house, but unless the scientists are armed with giant Swiffers I don’t really see how they can help.

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I’m often surprised by my bar tab, but probably not for the same reasons they are.

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While I have no problem with spiders and actually find them quite fascinating, I’m sure this little tidbit will have some of you quaking in fright. Have fun with that.

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