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Because it’s required, that’s why.
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Not being a ketchup fan I usually eat mine plain… but if I have to dip?
Pass the garlic and herb aioli and then stay out of breathing range.
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How about you…
What’s your go to dip?
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Let’s play.
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Let’s play.
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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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Let’s play.
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This week’s game should be fun.
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Here are a few of mine –
Justin Bieber is playing on an endless loop.
All the floors are wet and you’re only wearing socks.
There’s television, but only one program … The Apprentice.
All the cocktails are alcohol free.
The only book in the library is 50 Shades of Grey.
There’s an all you can eat buffet… but the only thing on it is kale.
How about you?
What’s happening in your version of Heck….
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Let’s play.
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You don’t have to, but where’s the fun in that?
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I don’t drink coffee, so that’s easy to give up.
Sugar? I could pull my sweet tooth if I had to.
Pasta? That would be hard, but okay.
Cheese? I’m not sure life would be worth living, but if I have to choose…
I’m going to cling to my bread.
The crusty French loaves, the sourdough, the potato rolls, the honey wheat, the brioche, the cornbread, the biscuits, the pumpernickel!
Give me a pound of butter and a knife? I’m good.
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Yes. That could be me.
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How about you…
What couldn’t you give up?
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Let’s play.
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Because there’s a little bit of child inside us all.
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The first thing that came to mind was my husband, but since that’s not an appropriate response?
I’ll have to go with this:
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It’s just an old dessert plate from Bavaria but it belonged to my mother and her mother before her. My grandmother was born in Austria and didn’t bring much with her when she emigrated to the states in 1923, but somehow this survived and was passed down to me. It’s not my style or taste, but there’s something about the kitchen continuity of the third generation of daughters still using this plate that makes me hold it dear.
How about you?
What’s the oldest thing still in use in your kitchen?
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Let’s play.
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Don’t argue. It’s required…
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My parents were not vacation people and we never once loaded up the ‘62 Ford Falcon station wagon to hit the open road when I was a child.
Oh, there were wonderful day trips to the Jersey shore to swim and stroll the boardwalks… and overnighters in NYC so I could get my fill of dinosaurs at the Museum of Natural History or stuff my face full of cotton candy at Madison Square Garden when Ringling Brothers was in town…. but a true road or airline trip vacation?
Nope. Never.
I can’t honestly say I felt deprived, when you grow up in the New York/New Jersey metropolitan area there’s always plenty to see and do. And while we might have spent a few days in Connecticut or upstate NY with my parent’s friends on occasion, I wouldn’t really call that a ‘vacation’.
So as weird as it sounds, my first “real” vacation happened right after I got married at the ripe old age of 20. The husband and I were living in North Carolina where he was stationed when we jumped in his shiny black 280ZX with T Top removable roof panels … the ultimate in cool in 1984… and headed for Washington DC. I’d never been so we did all the typical tourist stuff – the Lincoln Memorial, the Vietnam Memorial, The National Zoo, the Jefferson Memorial and of course there was the prerequisite sexy photo in front of the reflecting pool at the Washington Monument.
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Complete with stone washed denim and chunky silver link dangling belt. Oh to be that thin again. Sigh…
Done with the nations capitol, we headed to Newport Rhode Island where the husband had been stationed at the Naval War College years before.
Here’s a pic of his handsome self receiving a commendation for saving a young man’s life.
❤️
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I honestly don’t remember much about what we did in Newport other than visit the Breakers… that oh so cute and cozy cottage where the Vanderbilts used to summer.
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Those were the pre cell phone and selfie days where you had to rely on your husband to take a good picture and then wait a week to see if it turned out.
So that was my first real vacay.
How about you?
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Let’s play.
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You know the drill.
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While I can think of quite a few songs that pull at my heart strings or choke me up on occasion…. there’s only one that turns me into a blubbering mess every single time.
I’m an only child of older parents and was a daddy’s girl from day one.
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I lost him when I was 15 and to be honest, I still haven’t gotten over it.
The song that makes me cry every time?
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How about you?
What tune always makes your eyes leak?
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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’d love to say a green apple margarita or a strawberry basil martini…. but alas, it’s just a humble glass of freshly brewed unsweetened iced tea with lemon.
It’s my go to daily fluid and since I don’t drink coffee, what I wake up to every morning. I love hot tea, cold tea, black tea, herbal tea and yes, I even have a canister of strawberry chocolate tea. It’s a versatile leaf.
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No sugar, high in antioxidants… a lifetime supply? Bring it! I could do worse.
(As long as it’s not green tea. That tastes like swamp water.)
So what are you drinking for the rest of your life?
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Let’s play.
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You’ve been waiting all week for this. Admit it.
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The only thing on my bedside table is a clock. The reason for this?
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten… who has the endearing habit of jumping up there early in the morning to announce it’s time for the Royal breakfast to be served.
Reading glasses and book? Swatted to the floor.
iPhone and earbuds? Pushed off the edge.
Hand cream? Batted to the floor and chased under the bed.
So…
A digital clock from Sharper Image that resets itself for daylight savings time and automatically finds the correct time if the power goes off. It’s small.. but a little too heavy for his lordship to fling off the nightstand.
What about you?
What’s on your nightstand…
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Let’s play
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You know the drill.
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This one was fun, if not slightly evil, to think about.
Can you imagine your new spouse’s face if you asked the band to play one of these songs?
My playlist…
1. He Stopped Loving Her Today.
( I just finished watching Showtime’s George and Tammy and couldn’t resist )
2. These Boots Are Made For Walking.
Seems a little soon, but okay.
3. 50 Ways To Leave Your Lover
Ouch!
4. Another One Bites The Dust
Probably more appropriate for a bachelor or bachelorette party… but still funny.
5. Love Stinks
Harsh, I know…. but that’s the point.
6. I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For
Now that one would hurt.
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Your turn.
Give me a wedding song that makes me laugh.
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