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Because my life is full of it.
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Geesh, it’s hard enough to win a championship when you’re deaf… but dead?
That’s seriously impressive.
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In case you were wondering.
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Ugh.
The pickle algorithm has struck again.
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Substitute cat for dog at this point, but the sentiment is the same.
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It takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’.
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Maybe Star Trek was onto something.
Long live Veeger.
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The plastic was attached to one of the greenhouses across the road the other day, and then…
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We had a wind driven rain.
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Which made for an interesting show.
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It was almost hypnotic.
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And proved a little more attachment work was needed.
🥴
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Because I’m still chuckling about this FB page.
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Wondering if the haggis were including or cost extra.
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Ouch!
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Haggis wrangling is not for the faint of heart.
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Almost little guy.
Almost…
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Now that’s a carbon footprint.
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The perfect stocking stuffer!
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Like news you can use, but worse.
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I’m afraid to ask which organ is electric.
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That doctor can bite me.
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Not dying at 45 is isn’t a valid reason to be happy about menopause. It’s not even close.
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Wow. Talk about unnecessary surgery.
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Admit it, you all have that one child you wish you could give back and try again.
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I don’t know what that is.
And I don’t want to know either…
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Animals are evolving into crabs? I missed this headline and will be keeping a closer eye on our cat from now on.
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Freaky?
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For a Kardashian, it’s just another Monday. .
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Have you ever wondered how long you’ll live?
My mother was 10 days away from her 91rst birthday when she passed, my father didn’t see 69.
I’ve often said I wouldn’t want to know the breadth of my mortality, that particular clock ticks silently for us all…. but when a fellow blogger posted a link that promised to give me the exact day of my death?
I couldn’t resist.
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Sweet!
I’ll beat my mother’s record…
And 11,153 days might just be long enough for me to clean out my husband’s cellar full of crap.
If you’re curious, give it a whirl and post your results.
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Heading south across the border into New Hampshire, we discovered a fabulous brewpub.
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Housed in an industrial complex, it had a funky urban vibe.
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The mural was awesome and took time to appreciate…
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So we grabbed a seat at the bar and checked the nicely varied tap list.
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Stone face doesn’t do flights per se, but you can order small pours to sample.
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Thoroughly enjoying their brews we chose a few full glasses and an order of their amazing garlic Parmesan wings.
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Tasty beer aside, I’d drive down just for these.
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There’s a large glass wall behind the bar that allows you to watch the brewery operation, but I was more taken with the fancy glass cleaner on the shelf.
The man cave could definitely use one of those.
😉
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So much beer, so little time.
The husband and I like craft breweries and since our state seems to have one on every corner, we’ve made it our life’s work to try them all.
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This satellite location of the popular Definitive brand in Kittery left us a bit underwhelmed.
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And after doing a flight of four mediocre brews including a dishwater Helles and two strange milky sours…
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There wasn’t much to keep us from moving on.
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Atmosphere and a friendly bartender are important to my husband…
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Sadly this brewery had neither.
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I bought a new pair of slippers yesterday.
They’re cute, comfortable and appropriately fuzzy.
What they also are….
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Is vegan.
Back in my day we used to call it faux leather… or yes, pleather.
Which, while stupid… didn’t assume I would try to eat them.
Vegan slippers?
Come on.
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Useless is how I roll.
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It’s a public service I provide here.
You’re welcome.
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I love stupid criminals.
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Their kids, or in my case… their wives.
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Are turtles a sought after black market commodity in Canada?
How strange.
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Mother in laws.
They don’t even try to be subtle.
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Okay people, sh*t just got real.
😫
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Neither can be avoided, though I’ve done a good job dodging the first so far. Unfortunately the latter keeps clawing its way into my checkbook like the greedy bastard it is.
Last year our property taxes went up $1,200. This year? Another $1,400. WTH!
I live in a small rural town that has no police force, or ambulance, a completely volunteer fire department and a consolidated school system that shares costs with 3 other towns.
WTH are we paying for?
Our home is a comfortable 2,000 square feet with a little over 3 acres. But we don’t have a pool, a guest house or a professional chef’s kitchen.. so what gives?
I know everything goes up, but $2,600 in two years seems a bit extreme. And the worst part? The assessor hasn’t reached our area yet and doesn’t know the barn is now a fully insulated and heated man cave.
And if I have my way?
He never will.
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