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Gulp… Part 3.

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Let’s jump right in shall we?

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Spit. If you read this book you’ll learn more about it than you ever dreamed possible.

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I hope so too Mary.

Yikes!

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A new stomach lining every three days?

Color me impressed.

Did I mention this book has some rather odd photographs?

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I just finished a section devoted to the myth of Jonah and the Whale… as well as other improbable stories of surviving inside a stomach after someone has swallowed you. Spoiler alert- they’re all hogwash, it’s impossible. But Mary offers some handy advice all the same.

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I suppose there worse places to live than in a penguin.

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Snow.

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Sometimes it wants to come in the house…

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Sometimes it makes it past the storm door.

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I got a kick out of this picture our neighbor posted of her son wanting to go out the back door yesterday.

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Now that’s a drift!

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Walking out to check on the man cave after the Nor Easter was challenging.

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You had to guess where the steps were.

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Drift crests on every side.

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And the porch furniture didn’t look quite as inviting as before.

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A tunnel dug to make passage less of an aerobic exercise.

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But the best part about snow pictures?

When your husband asks for your phone to take a shot of something fantastic and it comes back with five of these….

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Well, he tried.

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Views from the other side of a Nor Easter….

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We woke up to a slightly different landscape this morning.

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And after a solid day and night of howling winds, it was time to take stock.

And pictures.

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There were some impressive drifts.

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And swirls.

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The backyard had its own mountain range.

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And the front?

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Buried.

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The snowblower had its work cut out for it finding the driveway…

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Did I mention the wind was still blowing?

This didn’t bother Lord Dudley Mountcatten as he was enjoying the early morning sun….

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Though the table drifts did block his bird viewing. It’s rough to be a cat.

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I love my town.

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News from rural Maine…

The Abominable Snowman requires assistance.

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And I don’t know if this is a thing elsewhere, but Mainers save their egg cartons. Even if we don’t have chickens.

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Why do we do this?

Because winters are long, and we can.

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You know it’s officially cold when the ice shacks start appearing on the river.

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Wildlife sightings continue…

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It’s a good thing she got a picture. I wouldn’t have believed her otherwise.

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News you can’t use.

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A few useless headlines from my news feed, just because.

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Help me out here Florida people. Does this really happen? And if so, why are you not posting pictures! Random lizards falling from the sky should rate a blog now and then.

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It’s official… even the Queen is feeling the pinch of inflation. Keep your eye on eBay, there might be some nice jewelry up for bid soon.

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Most excellent. Here’s hoping they let Willow roam the halls of Congress and poop in Ted Cruz’s briefcase.

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Are we?

I’m not, but if you are … please share. I’ve heard it’s called the God molecule and people experience death when tripping. That doesn’t sound like my idea of a good time, but to each their own.

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Sonoran desert toad is not impressed.

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Cold weather Walkies.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been missing his outdoor excursions, so my husband bundled up against the chill and took him for a stroll.

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I still can’t get over how ridiculous it looks to “walk” a cat, but I refuse to lose another to the road… so the harness it is.

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At first His Lordship was thrilled and happily pranced hither and fro.

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But after a mere 4 minutes the wind chill had him shivering….

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And (literally) high tailing it back to the house.

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Where it’s warm..

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And mice aren’t so hard to catch.

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Looks like winter is finally here.

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I woke up this morning to an old fashioned winter temperature.

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We haven’t seen this for a while so I can’t say it bothers me. And if it was a little colder like the northern part of our state, I might try this…

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Crazy cold doesn’t begin to describe northern Maine.

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Judging from the weather forecast, things are going to get interesting here on Saturday as well with an old fashioned N’or Easter.

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I say bring it!

I love the big snow dumps and we’re in the 10-20” zone so… yay!

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Pandemic humor

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I’m going to keep doing these as long as I have to make myself laugh.

It may be a while…

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At this point, it can’t hurt.

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As long as you don’t take me with you, but that’s the problem isn’t it?

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I feel like that’s where I am right now. All our well laid plans for retirement out the window.

WTF sums it up perfectly.

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Because I thoroughly enjoyed Stiff.

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With thanks to the ever charming Kenny Nines at https://theterribleidealist.wordpress.com/ who alerted me to the existence of sequels, I bring you Gulp.

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Another masterpiece by the delightfully quirky and sometimes bizarre author Mary Roach.

When Kenny told me there were other books like Stiff? I was all in! And ordered four from Amazon knowing I would blog the highlights here.

So let’s dive into the wacky and wonderful world of the human digestive tract shall we?

This book comes with a bit of a warning…

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Poopreport.com

If ever there was a website to avoid at all costs? That would be it .

While this book focuses on the digestive tract, it goes delightfully off course on tangents of smell, taste, flatulence, food culture and the occasional substitute.

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Hair is kosher.

You heard it here first.

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Human hairballs?

Damn, I love these books!

Much attention is paid to food. How we eat, why we eat, and what we eat. Food is cultural and while roasted bat may not be on your dinner table tonight, rest assured it’s on someone’s somewhere.

In Mary’s travels while researching this book, she met an Innuit man who served her Muktuk.

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Raw chunks of Narwahl flesh and skin. She assures us it was delicious and very nutritious, but I think I’d almost prefer the bat.

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Pig balls, coming to a restaurant near you!

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