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Goodwill is good for the soul.

September 19, 2021 Rivergirl 27 Comments

A girlfriend and I hit Goodwill the other day and if nothing else, it’s a great place to pick up cheap books.

16 books for $21? A little slice of heaven right there.

Of course, even thrift store shopping isn’t immune to politics these days…

And while I didn’t buy that tee shirt, I did buy this one. Because, honestly…. I had to.

I shall wear it and point at myself the next time my husband disagrees with me. That should go over well.

My girlfriend was in the mood for Cracker Barrel so that’s where we headed for lunch. The restaurant was almost empty but the hostess told us there would still be a 20-25 minute wait to be seated due to short staffing. (I’m seriously tired of waiting for meals… have all the pre Covid waiters and waitresses been abducted by aliens and given the anal probe? If not… please go back to work. River be hungry. )

Since it was raining we chose to wander the store instead of sitting outside on the rocking chairs, and that’s where I saw this:

For which I have no logical explanation.

But perhaps the biggest surprise of the day?

Alcohol… at Cracker Barrel!

When did that happen? Granted it’s not a favorite restaurant of mine and I probably haven’t stepped foot in one since my mother passed but it seems like I would have noticed such a momentous event.

Since their beer was dishwater I opted for a mimosa, which was close to dishwater only fizzy… but yes, it was alcohol!

At Cracker Barrel!

The world really has gone mad.

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The price of visiting woodchucks?

September 15, 2021 Rivergirl 16 Comments

I can’t say this with any certainly, but I’m guessing the demise of our cedar tree was woodchuck related.

It stood in that corner for almost 20years with no issue and then, wham! It was dead. Upon removal we found this…

A hole, next to the trunk. And on further examination…

A hump of dirt with a strategically placed pile of poo. On the other side of the hump?

Another hole, which meant woodchuck tunnel. I figured they must have destroyed the roots of the tree with their digging, but in actuality the tunnel goes under these other bushes that weren’t affected at all.

So it’s a mystery, but either way? I’m left with an empty space and a stump.

Because while my husband loves to cut things down with his chainsaw? He could care less about the mess he leaves behind.

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Making himself at home.

September 12, 2021 Rivergirl 11 Comments

I had to chuckle at this grey squirrel visitor the other day.

It had just stopped raining and he decided to make use of the patio furniture.

I hope he wasn’t waiting for me to serve him dinner.

Our buffet is strictly self serve.

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I love my town.

September 12, 2021 Rivergirl 26 Comments

You never know what’s going to turn up on my little town’s Facebook page. It could be relevant community news….

Or not.

Our UPS guy totally rocks. He leaves dog biscuits for all the canine residents whether they’re barking at him or not.

See? You can’t even give that stuff away.

If there are synchronized dancing peppers wearing sombreros? I’m totally going next week.

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Random River drivel.

September 11, 2021 Rivergirl 9 Comments

Lord Dudley Mountcatten sleeps in some odd positions.

I look, and think he must be uncomfortable… but the wee beast sleeps like that 19 hours a day so I must be mistaken.

Have you ever tried a recipe and had your hopes for decadent dessert deliciousness dashed?

That’s what happened when I found a recipe for caramel banana upside down cake. I painstakingly followed the directions… and while it looked and smelled wonderful?

It was a banana topped brick. I swear I could have used it as a doorstop… or to bash in someone’s head. The husband and I took one bite a piece and heaved it in the trash.

Tres disappointing.

But I passed this woodpile later in the day…

And had to smile.

Be sure to ask for an extra stabby grabby the next time you go out to eat…. and think of me.

😉

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Sebasco Resort, Phippsburg, Maine

September 10, 2021 Rivergirl 21 Comments

Consisting of 450 oceanfront acres , there are ample opportunities for strolling.

The resort itself spreads out in various areas with various types of buildings… and gives you a feeling of stepping back in time.

Individual cottages straight out the 1950’s are across the road from modern condos.

And everywhere you look there’s something photo worthy.

The rugged Maine coast is on full display. No wide sandy beaches in this neck of the woods.

The resort has their own cruise boat and offers scenic tours of the area.

And naturally my husband had to strike up an hour long conversation with the boat’s captain.

Ever spent the night in a lighthouse inspired suite? You can here.

And it’s right across from a moonlit dancing lobster. What more could you want?

Low tide.

Another cottage.

The cove.

Ahhh…. Maine.

It never fails to lower my blood pressure.

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Let’s play.

September 9, 2021 Rivergirl 33 Comments

Interesting. The 6th picture on my phone takes us back to July of 2013 when the husband rescued a baby robin from the middle of our road.

He lived with us for almost a month and we named him Little Cheeper. As you can see he was also a little pooper.

He was a sweet little guy and I fattened him up with worms, canned dogged food and fruit. I hand trained him, and before long he was flying all over the house.

It was tempting to keep him as a pet…

But in the end I couldn’t, and we let him fly free in our backyard.

But back to the game…

Little Cheeper killing me?

Nah, I’m not buying it.

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When it’s a beautiful day in Maine…

September 9, 2021 Rivergirl 23 Comments

You head for lunch on the coast.

And this time we picked Sebasco Resort in Phippsburg.

There are two restaurants on site, but unfortunately the nicer one with the full menu was closed due to Covid era short staffing.

So we made do with The Ledges pub.

The outdoor patio area was filled with tourists so we had to sit inside… but the views were just as nice.

As were the cocktails. Two basil refreshers later, it was time to order.

We both started with the clam chowder which was good, but I’m a Mainer and quite picky about giving two thumbs up to chowder.

Husband had a perfectly prepared baked haddock with white wine and butter…

But my fried scallops were less than satisfactory. The batter was thick and way too crunchy… and Holy Hell, dripping in enough grease to lube two cars and a pick up truck. Blech.