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The final sightings.

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We haven’t seen a woodchuck for weeks now.

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And while my flower gardens are sighing in relief…

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I have to admit I miss the fat little buggers.

( note – spellcheck always changes buggers to nuggets… and is that really better? )

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It’s ironic that now the ground is littered with apples from our trees, the apple munchers have left the building.

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This is the fourth year in a row we’ve had a woodchuck family move in.

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So I guess we’ll say so long chuckers.

( which spellcheck changes to chiclets every damn time )

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See you next year.

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Random nonsense

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While I’ve been known to enjoy some oddly flavored beer …

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That’s a hearty no from me. Pretzels belong in a bowl on the bar… to make you thirsty for more beer… not in the bottle you’re drinking. Blech!

For the first time in over a year, I lost a game of Scrabble to my husband. But in my defense?

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Even Noah Webster would have a hard time with those letters.

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We had a nice rain storm pass through recently so the husband and I took to the barn porch with adult beverages. He was interested to see if his leaky gutter repair worked ( it did ) and if his strategically placed rock ( which I told him was too small ) would protect the lawn from a rain induced pothole. ( it partially did )

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And in case you’re wanting a piece of jewelry to commemorate the shit show of the last year?

I have just the thing.

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You’re welcome.

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A little backyard color.

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I’m going to bore you with more autumn photos.

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Because even walking around the backyard is lovely during this season.

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Blueberry bushes aren’t very attractive most of the year, but the red is pretty striking now.

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And you’ll be happy to know the un-manning of the man cave porch continues… with 5 chrysanthemums and two pumpkins complementing the wreath.

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Apples?

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Our trees are bursting with more than we can use. But why are the best ones always so damned high up?

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It’s that time of the month again….

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Good grief, no. Not that.

I’m talking about this time of the month:

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The oh shit, hasn’t that gift subscription expired yet time of the month.

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And as usual, the articles are of the highest journalistic integrity.

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Doesn’t seem like such a glamorous job now does it.

The latest trend in eye makeup is now on my things I never need to try because they’re stupid list.

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And because it’s apparently mandatory in every issue..

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Sex.

And while I’m decidedly pro sex, I think these helpful hints leave a lot to be desired.

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I can pretty much guarantee I want to wank your knob are six words that will never be uttered in our bedroom.

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No.

Mr. Cuddles will never be put in a compromising position. Especially that one.

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That’s just wrong.

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The last of the chucks.

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The woodchucks have left the building.

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After momma chuck and her spring brood of voracious garden nibblers cut a swath of destruction through my flower gardens this spring….

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And fattened up quickly at our all you can eat buffet this summer….

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They have now moved on to where ever the hell it is woodchucks go in the fall.

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And all I’m left with is empty flower pots and leftover photos to sort through.

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Maybe he should quit his day job.

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My husband’s cousin’s son (is that second cousin?) is a doctor. He was the first physician who diagnosed my late mother’s terminal cancer and was the epitome of professionalism with compassion.

And if that’s not impressive enough? I’ve just discovered he’s been hiding a whole lotta artistic talent under that white coat.

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Apparently the basement of his old Victorian home is being turned into a shrine to rock and roll.

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He just started posting pictures of his work and all I could think was, damn.

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The boy has mad skills.

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