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Let’s play.

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If you’re flying solo? Seat mates can make or break the trip.

I’ve had people who won’t shut up and people who don’t say a word.

A woman who wouldn’t stop drinking.

An ADHD child (who drove me to drink)

A man so creepy the flight attendant asked me if I wanted to change seats. (I did, and was upgraded to first class.)

Yes, seat mates are important.

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While I do have a few unanswered questions for Marilyn… and Batman might come in handy if there was an emergency, I’m going with Betty White.

Ten hours of laughing sounds like a good plan to me.

How about you?

Pick a seat mate.

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Let’s play.

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Happy Friday!

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Since I don’t drink coffee, I’m going to take blogging liberty and switch mine to tea.

I doubt it will come at as any surprise that I hate the heat. I detest sweaty, humid summers and long for cool, crisp autumn temperatures.

I drink iced tea all year long. Fresh brewed, unsweetened with a slice of lemon.

So yes, I pick cold in winter.

How about you?

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Let’s play.

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One question.

One minute, tops.

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This is a tough one. If we still had a mortgage, I probably would have said that because it was a doozy … but that’s not a life long bill. It just felt that way.

And with the uncertainty in the Middle East, filling our tanks with heating oil this winter is going to make my cry, no doubt about that.

But I think I’ll have to choose groceries.

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We may not live in a mansion, may not drive Ferraris, but we like to eat … and we eat well. Which results in some eye popping receipts at the grocery store. Have you priced a decent pot roast these days? It’s criminal.

So yes. I’ll pick free groceries for life.

With all the money I’ll save, I’ll be picking out that Ferrari before you can say 5 pound boneless chuck.

How about you?

What bill do you want paid for life.

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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I can’t say any of the Maine adjectives surprised me.

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But I do think my home state of New Jersey is getting an awfully bad rap.

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I have wonderful memories of growing up there and yes, Jersey might be expensive, Italian (though that’s not a bad thing, the food is fantastic) and densely populated…. but I assure you, it’s never boring.

Now you.

Why is your state so….

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Let’s play.

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Because it beats work and will only take a minute of your time.

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Our neighbors have the most adorable Corgis and though I’m a cat person at heart, I do enjoy watching their sweet little guys run around and frolic on the lawn.

They always seem to have a smile on their face, and who doesn’t love that?

#4 for me.

Now you.

Pick a seat mate.

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Let’s play.

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I’ll ask you to put your thinking cap on, but the weekend is almost here.

You can take it off soon.

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Here are mine…

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I had to go back and watch this a second time right after I saw it because I didn’t believe the premise.

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Same situation as the first. My original thought? No way!

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Great movie. I never saw it (him) coming.

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Not quite as good as the others, but a decent legal drama twist.

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Now you.

Give me a movie with an insane plot twist.

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Let’s play.

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This may require a bit of thinking, but don’t let that put you off.

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For Lord Dudley Mountcatten?

I have two…

1. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

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When His Lordship is in full attack mode, it’s very dragon like.

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Even when there’s a window between him and his prey.

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I think you can guess this crouch didn’t end well for the tree.

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2. The Big Sleep.

When not actively stalking, His Lordship excels at napping.

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Usually for 18- 20 hours a day.

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And don’t think about interrupting his slumber if you value your skin.

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We call this the do not disturb.

❤️

Now you…

What movie title describes your pet?

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and the weekend is almost here.

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We live in Maine for many reasons but high on the list? The scenic beauty.

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Rocky shores, coastal plains, virgin forests, rolling pastures and small pristine mountains. I love the change of seasons… the crisp colors of fall, the winter wonderland of snow.

I lived down south for 17 years and while parts of it are beautiful, it was never home. Too hot, too flat, too depressingly brown for Christmas.

So give me the blue zone. The cool air, the lakes, the mountains, the northern coasts. Quirky New England villages and Montana’s wide open valleys. I’ll be a happy camper. (Metaphorically speaking as I don’t camp.)

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How about you?

Pick a zone.

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