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So much thinking.

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The husband has a standing Sunday afternoon pool game with the little old man up the road. He’s a widower my other half met years ago at breakfast, and as soon as we remodeled the barn into a man cave… the weekly game commenced.

Last week a few other friends showed up and team play got underway. There was a lot of laughing.

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And a great deal of thinking.

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It seems like every time I went out to refresh the snacks, there was one shot taken…

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And then more thinking.

So much thinking…

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More often than not, the mild mannered 85 year old widower cleaned the table while the rest of the men continued thinking.

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He may be small, but every little bone in is body is competitive.

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No matter. Beer, chili and cornbread are great equalizers.

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Backyard training grounds

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We have a young Coopers hawk who enjoys using our backyard bird feeders as a training ground for hunting. He’s not very adept at capture yet, but he sure does give it the old college try.

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He also drives Lord Dudley Mountcatten completely insane. The poor feline is confused. It’s a bird, so he’s fascinated. But it’s a predator, so he’s scared.

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It’s only a matter of time before blood and feathers will be scattered on the ground.

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And while that’s hard to take….

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Hawks really are beautiful creatures.

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And deserve to eat just like the rest of us.

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More sad animal facts.

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As I said, my crazy calendar hasn’t been nearly crazy enough to suit me, but here are a few more tidbits from March.

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I see nothing wrong with this abnormality. Heck… it would saved me quite a few miserable nights when I was a foolish teenager who over indulged on T J Swan wine.

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Comparison of drawing to actual rabbit?

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They nailed the ears, but otherwise it looks like a bloated tick with whiskers.

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This is very true…. and if I could find my backyard video when I literally bumped into a skunk, I’d prove it. They really do look like little gymnasts when they’re pissed.

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Comparison of drawing to actual skunk?

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The tail is too small, the head is too big and we still have the bloated tick issue.

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Strange things seen while shopping.

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Shopping trips with girlfriends are always fun. We shop, we laugh, we drink, we shop, we laugh, we post pictures of stupid things we see on social media.

Like this sign I saw at the Salvation Army thrift store.

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Um…. it’s a thrift store.

Isn’t everything unwanted?

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Pinkfang. Because nothing says Easter like a row of razor sharp shark teeth.

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This. In case your toilet bowl needs to see a little more action.

Moving on, I saw the next horror at T.J.Max.

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Giant wicker pineapples. (There’s a woman walking by on the top left for scale.) And if the mere existence of these things isn’t stupid enough?

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Because you know someone, somewhere had to do it for there be a prohibitive sign.

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This and that

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I’m not a hot tub type of girl. The thought of sitting in a warm bucket of water, pruning up with friends is not high on my list of preferred activities. And while the idea of free floating ray shaped cleansers is compelling….

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The idea of a scum covered pool of my bff’s exfoliated skin hasn’t changed my mind.

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One of our local grocery stores is now posting trivia. How fun is that?

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A combination of Scotch and Amaretto? I’ll refuse it and take my chances. Blech!

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The fact that there are people who will buy this product instead of just picking one up off the ground makes my head hurt.

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Spring is officially on its way…

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Every morning for the past week I’ve woken up to honking. Not inner city traffic and pissed off commuters, but honking all the same.

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Canada geese are on their way north, and the river behind our house is a veritable goose super highway. No need for an alarm clock when these fellows are overhead…. they’re loud!

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Large groups and small, for the first hour after dawn the sky is full of travelers.

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A raucous and sure sign spring is on the way.

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A nice surprise.

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The husband and I tried a relatively new restaurant/pub last week.

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And from the quality of their cocktails, I see a return trip in our future.

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The snow covered cranberry was delightful.

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As was the gin sipper, but it was this sign that got my husband’s attention.

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Now that’s a great idea, and clearly quite popular.

When our spinach flatbread appetizer came out to the table without the aforementioned spinach? The owner immediately came over and said a replacement was being made which he would box up for us take home, free. As was the fabulous error flatbread we were already halfway through. And when he saw my husband’s USMC hat? The beer was free as well. I could get used to this place.

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A fried haddock sandwich with dill aioli and a harvest salad with blackened chicken later, we were replete. After tipping large and dropping $10 on the bar to pay for a couple of veteran’s beers later… we walked out past this.

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Clearly there’s a history of service at this restaurant/pub.

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And while I’m not a religious person, I do appreciate the honor paid to our veterans.

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It’s like they’re not even trying.

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After the visiting the first Duluth Trading Post to open in the state of Maine a while back, I admit I wasn’t impressed. Turns out I am even less impressed with their product descriptions online.

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Even if true, that’s lazy marketing.

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Tactical soap? It must be going to war with your armpits…

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One roll of toilet paper in a box does not a kit make.

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That’s a bridge too far. Bitchin’ is about the only thing I do well these days.

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