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Enough is enough with the AI applications. I’ve written about it undressing you and suggesting self harm but this might creep me out even more.
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No thank you.
Uh uh. No way.
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What the utter Hell.
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Come on. No one needs an avatar of grumpy Uncle Harold showing up at his funeral and berating you for not visiting more often.
And a Micheal Jackson avatar moonwalking between the pews hawking Thriller albums?
Just, no.
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Good grief.
Or more literally, not good at all.
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It’s hard to tell, but I think Momma Chuck is back.
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I’ve seen two smaller guys around the property the past few weeks, but Momma’s always had a different look.
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And I think this is her.
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If we see babies under the barn next month I’ll know for sure.
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😊
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Gather round boys and girls, River has something to share.
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It’s true…
You do.
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You won’t find quality blog topics like this just anywhere. No sir.
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Still with me?
It’s almost like a train wreck. You know you should look away, but you can’t.
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Worth it for him maybe. I doubt the females are overly thrilled…
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Since my husband balked at the price tag of the carpet I chose and thought it would be easy to find a comparable replacement, we shopped.
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And shopped, and shopped.
And then shopped some more.
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The man had no idea how many different beige carpets existed… and I was determined to show him each and every one.
Textured, tonal, sculptured, Berber.
Wool, nylon, polyester, olefin.
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There was even a line devoted to pet accidents.
But not a single one held a candle to my original choice.
The search continues…
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I have a friend who’s addicted to thrifting and every time we get together she has to hit Goodwill. Over the years I’ve found some nice things there.
The following are not those things.
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I don’t know what that houseplant did to piss off this octopus, but it must have been major.
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That’s extremely disturbing.
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Even this cat was surprised.
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Oh, no.
Hell no!
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Somewhere, someone thought this was a good idea.
The mind boggles.
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No, it hasn’t snowed again… but I realized I forgot to post these photos after our last storm so bear with me.
Can you see him?
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How about now?
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That’s our resident Coopers Hawk sitting in the apple tree waiting for lunch to fly by.
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The speed at which he snatched a dove out of the air astounded me … as I had my phone camera pointed right at him when it happened and still didn’t manage to catch the shot.
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Here’s a blurry pic of him sitting on top of his lunch for a split second before he flew away to eat in peace.
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There’s so much of it these days.
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I have long known this, but it’s nice the scientific world is finally on board.
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Oh, sure.
Nothing will go wrong there.
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You have to applaud creative initiative.
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I suppose it’s better than stuffing… barely.
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I love my pets to distraction, but… no.
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We can probably guess how it tasted. No news flash there.
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We’ve had nothing but rain and gloomy skies for weeks… so when the sun finally put in an appearance?
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We were rewarded.
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This was a strange rainbow as it was quite low on the horizon…
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But it certainly didn’t dim the beauty.
And since I was standing at the open back door to take pictures, I asked the husband to keep watch over His Lordship so he didn’t slip past me to freedom.
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You can guess how that went.
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Though it did provide me with a nice photo of my two favorite men under a rainbow.
❤️
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I don’t know why, but it seems my pickle algorithms have been reactivated.
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Ugh.
Keep your briny spears out of my bread!
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Someone bought this at Goodwill and while I thought it must have been a joke, turns out it wasn’t. The horror really exists.
“Yes, Vlasic and the candle brand Candier have partnered on a 100-percent wax candle that looks like a real jar of Vlasic Original Dill Wholes and smells, well, like a real jar of Vlasic Original Dill Wholes. “It was a no-brainer for us,”
🤢
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Because some of you are going to be covered in crunchy protein very soon.
Bon appetit!
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I have a jade plant that is now covered in white spots. They’re not bugs or moldy powder that can be wiped off, but are imbedded in the leaves themselves. Anyone have a clue what’s going on?
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It seems my husband chose well when purchasing our new toaster.
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While we’re (none too patiently) waiting for the new living room furniture to be delivered, it’s time to turn our attention back to the bedroom.
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The newly trimmed windows and sills are in…
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The new door has been installed…
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With its pretty morning reflection.
So now we need to get rid of that horrible dusty rose carpet the previous owners chose and replace it with a nice neutral beige.
I did a little preliminary shopping and fell in love with a Karastan.
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Of course I did, it was the highest quality and most expensive available. Unfortunately the husband did not fall in love with the price and wanted me to choose something less pricey.
So began our carpet shopping saga.
You know the drill…store to store to store trying to find something comparable. He thought it would be easy.
He was wrong.
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He brought this one home, but it was too grey.
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He brought this one home, but it leaves those awful striped vacuum marks.
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He brought this one home and asked Lord Dudley to choose, but nothing matched the quality, softness or color of my Karastan.
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The search continues…
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