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The rehab continues.

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Another few days of sweat equity and my husband is still at it.

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His dedication to the rehab of the discarded free furniture is actually quite impressive. Shame he doesn’t show the same enthusiasm for my honey do list, but what can I say? Things you don’t have to do are always more rewarding.

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The six chairs turned out to be more of a job than he bargained for but the result was a definite improvement.

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But here’s where it got amusing… at least for me. My husband went to a craft store and purchased fabric to recover the cushions.

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Did he choose a nice quality, attractive fabric? Of course not, he’s a man. But it was fresh and clean…. and standing to the side watching him play seamstress was priceless.

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Look at that cute little Suzy Homemaker.

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Okay, there was a hammer for fine tuning… Martha Stewart he’s not. But even I had to admit the results made a difference.

Before –

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After –

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To be continued…..

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Random silliness

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Maine has a chain of stores called Mardens. Personally, I can’t stand them as they’re full of cheap merchandise, knockoffs, and nearly expired items from various store closures. But a friend of mine loves them and insists on visiting every time we shop together. On a recent trip I spotted this:

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Yes, they were selling small …think slightly larger than the ketchup cup you get with take out… containers of water.

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And marketing it for pets. Proof positive there’s one born every minute.

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Did you try it? Holy hole in a donut Batman! The human body is a strange beast.

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My deepest darkest dream put in cartoon form.

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The lure of the open road.

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We picked up the husband’s motorcycle from the shop last week.

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And a mere $1,100 later….

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He was back on the road.

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And though I was ready to say goodbye to the bikes…

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I knew he was enjoying the feel of the wind in ( what’s left of ) his hair.

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There really is nothing like it.

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And I’m thinking the bikes will probably be with us a bit longer.

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And you wonder why I drink.

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The husband was late coming home from breakfast with the boys the other day and it didn’t take me long to realize why.

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My husband’s favorite word is free. And a free table and chairs on the side of the road proved irresistible.

Was it a nice table and chairs in good condition? I think you know the answer to that….

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It was horrible. The table was covered in paint and stickers with an assortment of cracks and gouges.

The chairs? Eww.

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Stained beyond all hope of cleaning. But that didn’t deter the husband, no sir. He was going to fix everything and sell it.

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I couldn’t imagine who would want it, though the table was solid oak and expanded to 8 feet with the leaves.

He spent the next 3 days working on it and with a lot of elbow grease and nail polish remover, managed to clean the table top.

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At this point I felt he had suffered enough and introduced him to the wonders of Old English scratch cover oil.

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Not perfect, but a damned sight better.

To be continued….

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Memories.

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Sometimes Facebook makes me cry.

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This popped up on my “memories” feed the other day and I admit it made my eyes leak.

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My mom passed 8 years ago but it’s amazing how fresh the grief still feels.

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Sadly, the lovely tulip tree we planted did not appreciate the cruel Maine winters and was dead two years later.

Mr. White, our beautiful long haired Japanese bobtail Manx is no longer with us either.

So many reasons for leaky eyes.

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Neighbors, past and present.

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A local resident posted these photos, (which were actually postcards from 1933) of our neighbor’s house on our town’s FB page recently.

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It’s a beautiful old home which was once a rose garden farm.

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That must have been something to see. Can you imagine living next door to acres of roses? The scent would be heavenly.

Less fragrant but no less impressive? Our current neighbor’s vegetable farm across the street.

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There’s a long tradition of growing in my little part of the world.

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Braving the heat and the crowds for treasure.

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Husband wanted to go to the annual giant yard sale at the Cumberland Fairgrounds this past Saturday and you know only the lure of cheap treasure would make him wait on this kind of line.

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The gates opened at 9:00am. We were there at 9:01 and the line was already insane. This is just a fraction of it –

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Naturally the heat and humidity came roaring back with a vengeance that day.

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How hot was it?

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Bald men wearing trash bag hats hot.

Was the treasure worth the long line and $10 per person entrance fee?

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I didn’t think so.

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But you know the husband had to fully examine each and every table.

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We were there for nearly 4 hours. Me getting sweatier and crankier by the minute… him never failing to strike up a conversation with a fellow Marine.

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In his hands? Some kind of haying tool and an antique wallpaper ruler.

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And whatever this was.

Treasure?

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You be the judge.

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Zoolak?

This required some research. It certainly doesn’t sound tasty….

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And though there were vintage crates galore, not one was man cave appropriate… so I just came home with a few more albums.

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For Mistermuse –

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Squirrelly

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Our bird bath has been a Godsend to wild creatures this dry, drought ridden summer. Birds bathe and numerous animals drink… like this thirsty little fellow.

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Now that the random apple tree has matured we’re seeing a lot more squirrels.

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The bath is simply a jump away.

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And perfect on hot days.

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As is splooting in the shade.

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