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You may even enjoy it.
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Clearly this feline is Jonesing for some kitty weed and had to hit the ATM to pay his dealer.
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Catnip withdrawal is real.
Now you.
Why does that cat need money?
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Let’s play.
Tag Archives: humor
We’ll be back to Baxter.
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The husband and I found a (not so new, but new to us) brewery in Lewiston recently.
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Baxter brewing is housed in the old Bates mill complex …
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And has a fabulous tasting room space.
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I love when companies repurpose old buildings. This was a hydro powered textile mill back in the day and if you look closely in the far corner of that picture you’ll see a raw rock wall. During heavy rain storms it weeps… wear waterproof shoes if you sit there.
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The beer?
Yeah, there’s lots of it on tap.
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That chocolate orange stout?
Primo!
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They also have a full bar and since I’m a sucker for fresh herbs in my cocktails…
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I sampled the thyme after thyme mule with pear and lime ginger beer. Yum!
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At the bar we spied an outdoor mural we missed on the way in.
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Along with the beer?
Food.
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Sadly it wasn’t as good as the booze.
The husband’s French onion soup was sent back because it was basically just a bowl of soggy bread.
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My dumplings were tasty but a bit overdone with hard edges.
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The generator that powered the mill.
It’s massive and would have cost a fortune to remove so they just painted it and left it in place.
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The husband liked his chicken tenders, though I thought the coating was too heavy and too dry.
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I should have known better than to order a smash burger… I don’t usually like them as they’re thin and well done… but the bartender said the maple honey cream sauce was amazing so I took the plunge.
Sauce aside, it was a dry hockey puck.
Am I the only one who hates this smash perfectly good meat to smithereens trend?
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Poor pub food aside, the atmosphere and beer were good enough to warrant a return trip.
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We’ll just order something it’s harder to screw up. Like nachos, or salad.
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News you can’t use.
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You … and everyone else.
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Because they’re more bored than I thought humanly possible?
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I stand corrected, there are one thousand and two uses for duct tape.
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Right now I’d settle for reaching back before the past few administrations.
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Sh*t just got real.
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Of course they did.
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What?
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“While Texas grapples with its worst measles outbreak in decades, its Republican lieutenant governor has moved for the state’s restaurants and groceries to change the name of the “New York strip” steak cut to the “Texas strip” in what he evidently hopes is a blow to liberals.
And, perhaps anticipating reproval for his choice to focus at least some of his attention on renaming meat after a child in his state became the first person in the US to die from measles in a decade, Patrick’s statement said: “In a world filled with serious issues that address every day at the Texas capitol, this simple resolution will help better market Texas beef.”
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Unvaccinated people are at risk…. so he wants to rename a steak?
This only makes sense in Texas.
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Snow memories.
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These winter pictures popped up on my Facebook memories recently and I thought it would be fun to share.
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Backyard deer on their path. They don’t stray very far from it once it’s cut.
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That’s my husband shoveling out our neighbor who thought she could make it down her driveway in her car before plowing.
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She couldn’t.
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And here’s my husband a year later pushing his snowblower next door….
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To help dig out her husband’s plow truck.
My husband is a good neighbor to have.
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This is Mr. White, a beautiful boy who is no longer with us. He always wanted to go outside in the winter…
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But didn’t really like it once he got there.
❤️
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Who wants a wash, cut and style with their ravioli?
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After we visited the delightfully quirky Calefs General Store in New Hampshire last week, we were hungry for lunch. Not being familiar with the area we asked the ladies who worked there for a recommendation.
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They directed us to Dante’s, an Italian restaurant we were assured was popular, crowded and always delicious.
Unassuming from the outside…
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And not at all crowded on the inside, I was beginning to doubt the review.
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The bar is always my husband’s preferred seating choice and since it was completely empty, we got started.
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I like arincini, but have never in my life been served any this large.
Seriously, they were the size of tennis balls.
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Almost as big as my blood orange and vodka spritz.
Shame they were cold in the middle and virtually tasteless. If they’d been tasty I could have eaten them as a meal.
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This was supposed to be ravioli carbonara, but instead of pancetta they used ham and instead of garlic there were large chunks of onion.
The portion was huge, but again… rather tasteless.
Vowing never to return to this disappointing place, we noticed a woman walking out of a doorway adjacent to the bar with a brush and a can of hair spray.
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Turns out it’s a hair salon.
Right there.
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And next to the hair salon? A fitness center.
It was a regular one stop shop!
You could work out, blow out and pig out all in the same building.
Now that’s multi tasking.
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Let’s play.
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Try.
You might even enjoy it.
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I don’t mean buying a big waterfront house with hot and cold running gardeners or a snazzy little Lamborghini for running errands…. those go without saying.
I mean something that’s insignificant to others but seems like pure bliss to you.
I’ll go first.
I want…
A personal hair stylist at my beck and call to keep my big ‘80’s hair looking perfect all day, everyday!
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She/he doesn’t have to follow me around with a brush and a can of hair spray all day, but my hair is labor intensive and not having to worry about styling it would be a real treat.
How about you…
What rich person luxury would you give yourself?
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What we’re not taking… Part one.
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In anticipation of our possible trip to the Antique Roadshow taping this summer, I’ve been silently walking around the house wondering what we should take.
Yes, we have hundreds of antiques… but it should be something special.
Something unusual.
Something expensive.
Something the dealers won’t roll their eyes at once we step away from the appraisal desk.
In a perfect world I would have taken this…
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A large Audubon print of canvas back ducks in Baltimore harbor.
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Years ago we thought this was the real deal. It was the right elephant folio size to be an original…
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It had the correct identifiers…
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The right printer and date.
It was a gift to my parents from a wealthy family friend and had been hanging on my parents wall since the 1960’s. My mother always told me it was worth a fortune.
She was right about that..
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But when my husband and I took it to Christie’s auction house in NYC 30 years ago we were told it was an only a good quality restrike from the 1940’s, worth approximately $3,000.
While that’s not chump change, and it may have appreciated some since then….
Nope.
Not Roadshow material.
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You can’t beat a good old fashioned general store.
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We drove down to Barrington New Hampshire recently… specifically to visit this store.
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Calefs was opened in 1869 and run by the same family for 150 years. Walking through its doors is like stepping back in time.
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Filled to the rafters with quirky products you’re not apt to see anywhere else, it’s a wonderful place to browse.
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Here’s the husband examining some pickled quail eggs.
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You can’t go wrong with peace, love or cheese.
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Beer?
They have that too.
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People still fill buckets with pickles from a wooden barrel.
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Though as I was taking a picture of this briny abomination the man behind the counter said, “Go ahead… no one’s tried them yet!”
Can’t say I’m surprised.
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Even the hot sauce was fun.
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The creaky uneven floors of the old farmhouse were great and my husband thoroughly enjoyed gawking at all the antiques lining the top shelves. The woman standing next to him works there and shared some story history.
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Naturally, we came home with goodies.
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Dinosaur wine gummies anyone?
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News you can’t use.
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Trust me, you really can’t.
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See?
That’s about as useless as it gets.
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I feel you Alice.
I really do.
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I have a lot of muscles I haven’t used in years too.
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Talk about a disappointing tourist attraction.
Geesh.
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Please don’t try this at home.
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Men.
You’re inexplicable… no matter the species.
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February was a good month for snow.
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Are you tired of winter snow photos? If so, you have my permission to depart the pattern now…. because that’s all there is today.
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No adult beverages on the deck last week I’m afraid.
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The above is a rare deer track free shot of the backyard. Taken early in the morning, it didn’t last.
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The wind has been killer this season. The above is a shot of my husband shoveling the driveway when it was 6 degrees with 53 mph gusts.
Yours truly stayed inside.
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Driveway clearing after a storm is the Maine equivalent of the office water cooler. Everyone crawls out of their snowbound homes and chats.
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And if you’re lucky, your neighbor cracks through the ice crusted snow your snowblower won’t with his tractor plow.
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