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I dare you not to smile at this story.
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We’re often in Brunswick and I have to say, I’m sorry I missed Chuck.
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I’d go bar hopping with that handsome fella any day.
P.S…. don’t Google ‘beaver meme’ first thing in the morning looking for a featured image.
No good can come from that.
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Just a couple of things that made me smile.
Like this picture of a receipt from our local pub one of the bartenders posted .
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I’m afraid to ask what she did to deserve that kind of tip….. but kudos to her all the same.
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Cats.
Proof positive you can nap anywhere.
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I know what to do.
Run!
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No doubt about what they sell here.
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This photo popped up in my Facebook memories the other day and made me cry.
Our beautiful boy Huffington. A stray who wandered in, stole our hearts and was tragically run over by a car two years later. As a pet lover you always hate to say you have a favorite, but this guy was special.
And to be honest? He got more use out of that exercise bicycle than we did.
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We’ve had some seriously weird clouds recently so you know I had to stand out in the middle of the backyard and photograph them.
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The pictures don’t really do justice to how strange they were …
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But it will give you an idea.
The next day? I saw this..
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Their photo is much more dramatic, but we’re a good 75 miles from Gorham so the effect was probably lessened at Casa River.
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Still beautiful though.
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As I mentioned a while back, my husband purchased a new weed whacker. He’s always had great big gas powered things, but with the ethanol additives in fuel and our cold winters it seems they’re always breaking down and dying.
This time around he went battery operated because he bought this brand’s battery hedge trimmer last year and loved it.
Naturally, he put it together in the living room… because that’s what one does.
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Excited to try his new toy, upon completion he took it outside and starting whacking the first thing he saw… grass along the edge of our garage.
You know, the section you see immediately upon exiting our kitchen door.
Apparently my spouse did not realize the power of his new tool because…
This happened.
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Yup.
He weed whacked a nice long strip of the vinyl siding.
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Ain’t that just ducky?
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My husband came home from breakfast with the boys last week to this.
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A lovely old home up the road from us fully engulfed in flames.
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Turns out the RV parked next to the house caught fire when the owner went out to start it. They were just getting ready for a trip to Florida and bam!
Their world exploded.
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The next day?
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Everything, a total loss.
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I can’t even imagine. Thankfully everyone got out safely, even the dog. And I know they’re just things.
But still.
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What have you got to lose, except time.
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I’d say an 8 track player or the dimmer switch on the floor but let’s go with this one.. as seen in my husband’s truck.
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It’s one of my spouse’s favorite features and I swear he keeps buying old trucks because the new ones don’t have it.
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It’s that triangular corner window that acts like a directional air conditioner… at least in Maine where the air is usually cool.
He seriously loves these things and if you’ve ever ridden in an older truck you know they can force some serious air.
How about you…
What’s unrecognizable in your old vehicle?
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The husband and I have been on the road a lot lately, shuffling from nursing home to hospice and back again. This means a decided lack of cooking at Casa River and numerous meals have been eaten out. While I enjoy my favorite haunts and their prodigious cocktail mixing, sometimes you just have to suck it up and go full on diner.
We’ve hit a few good ones, a few bad ones and a few that offered up some extremely odd selections.
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Yes, I live in Maine. Yes, it’s close to Canada.
But no, I have never embraced the regional favorite known as poutine. As for a hunk of barbecue bologna may I just say…
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I don’t care what you cover them in… no.
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Leave my burger alone poutine!
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Thankfully diner desserts are usually more appealing.
Take this lemon blueberry cake with fresh blueberry lavender compote. It was so huge and rich I took it home and ate it for 3 straight days.
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As always we begin with Lord Dudley Mountcatten… ever chill, always relaxed.
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Up next… an abomination.
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Not being a dirty martini fan, I can find no plausible reason for this horrible vodka to exist.
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Woodchuck sightings are daily now.
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And the chucker holes my husband filled in have been excavated once more.
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Somehow I doubt that dog was cheering.
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She’s still here, and still teasing my boy.
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Her presence on the deck drives His Lordship positively bonkers.
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She knows he can’t reach her and seems to take perverse pleasure at his agitation.
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What a witch.
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Is it me, or does she look ready to breed again?
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Then the world’s largest lobster roll must be even better.
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The Taste of Maine is a family owned and operated coastal restaurant that’s been a staple for tourists for the past 45 years.
You might recognize it’s giant lobster from my previous posts.
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Yes, it really is that big.
What’s also big is the price tag for that super sized crustacean sandwich.
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You read correctly. $160 for what amounts to two pounds of lobster on a roll.
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No self respecting Maine native would ever order one or pay such a ridiculous price, but a week after they opened for the season they’d already sold quite a few….
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For that price you should get it any damn way you please.
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