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Payback.

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I spent 5 hours following my husband from store to store looking for a new weed whacker last week.

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Don’t believe the people who tell you men hate to shop. When he’s looking for a new toy for himself? My guy will shop until I drop. We hit at least 7 different lawn and garden sections and then went back to the very first place we stopped so he could buy the very first one he saw.

And then?

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The man who owns a giant zero turn tractor and four push mowers… yes, four. Two of them self propelled. … started looking at new push mowers.

For me.

The person who doesn’t want one.

It was at that point I said enough… and made him take me for a nice late lunch.

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A fresh blueberry mojito was a good way to start.

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Every time I see this old tool art installation I want my husband to do something like it in the man cave.

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And every time, he says no.

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To start… it was butternut squash soup for the husband and some fabulous dry rub barbecue shrimp for moi.

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A basil limeade later?

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An amazing Bolognese with fresh pasta and a lamb, beef and pork ragu. It was so good I didn’t even notice what the husband ate.

Well worth 5 hours of tool shopping.

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Assorted nonsense.

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I saw this on a passing vehicle the other day and I have to admit on first glance my mind went to a bad place…

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And while I’ve never even considered moving to New Mexico?

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A want ad like that could change my mind.

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For all the clueless seafood consumers out there. Always choose the pink scallops.

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And finally… is it me? Or is this hat mannequin I saw at a vintage clothing shop a little too happy?

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$2,000+ later….

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The day arrived.

Preparations were made.

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And a fond farewell was bid to our loyal 13 year old washer and dryer.

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Our laundry room is small (it used to be a spare half bath) so I was a little worried the delivery men would have a hard time maneuvering the heavy appliances in and out. Lord knows my husband and I did.

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But before I could even blink they had the old ones unhooked and out the door. Granted they didn’t have far to go, but the way they did it with these amazing moving straps that wrap around their backs, over their shoulders and under the machines?

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Fabulous!

And now I totally want a pair.

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Viola!

While the drums are slightly larger than our old set, the machines themselves are actually a bit smaller so …. weee! I have a few extra inches of floor space to play with.

I was a little hesitant to go with the charcoal grey as we’ve always had white, but it looks more like black which blends nicely with our stove and fridge.

Before…

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After.

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These things were literally twice the price of our old ones so my fingers are crossed they have a long sudsy life.

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Not no. But Hell no…

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Have you seen the advertisement for Amazon’s latest toy?

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I don’t know about you, but if my home has gone unmonitored until now, I say leave well enough alone.

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Do I need a robot following me from room to room?

Of course not. That’s what cats are for.

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Is it me.. or does the blink make this robot look like a demented duck with an open beak ?

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A periscope? That might come in handy if my husband is trying to sneak another piece of crap into the house… but still, no.

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Nope.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten would not enjoy that at all.

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Sweatpants, expensive purses and one seriously disturbing image.

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Sweatpants.

Designed for athletic activity, lounging at home and … well, sweating.

While yours truly hasn’t worn a pair since the fiery heat of menopause started steering the Good Ship River, I know fancy trimmed sets are coming back in style and being worn in places other than the gym and your couch.

So if you’re wondering what one carries when strutting their stuff in fleecy finery?

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The answer seems to be a $38,450 purse.

While I suppose it’s true price is relative to income… my $200 Micheal Kors handbag might seem outrageous to some… I’m thinking shrugging the equivalent of a new car on my shoulder might give me pause no matter what my W-2 says.

Thinking that was an utterly ridiculous sum to pay for a handbag I did a little research and found some bargains.

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Used for under $25,000?

What a deal.

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(Alright, it’s time for the disturbing image I promised. Consider this your warning. It’s perfectly alright if you stop reading now to save yourself the visual trauma.

Still here?

This image might be seared onto your retinas for days and I don’t want any whining or complaining that I sprung it on you unannounced.

Please have your eye bleach ready… you’re going to need it.

Okay.

If you’re still with me, the horror is on you.

When I compose a blog with only a few pictures I usually search Google Images for a funny related photo to set as the featured image. For this post I keyed in the word ‘sweatpants meme’ and I have to say… I was surprised at the penis-centric results that popped up. (Pun intended) I kept scrolling, looking for something G rated…. but found the following cartoon abomination first.

In keeping with the tradition if I have to see it, so do you…

( This is your last chance to run )

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Yeah.

I can hear you screaming from here.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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A tearful goodbye.

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After 13 years of faithful service… it’s time to say goodbye to our beloved washer and dryer.

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My husband (who DOES NOT shop for anything other than antiques) stood in line outside, in the cold, at 2:00am on Black Friday in 2010 to purchase this ( ultra fancy for it’s day) set as a Christmas present for yours truly.

I didn’t need or even want a new set at the time, but it was almost half price and he was thrilled with the deal.

Fast forward 13 years and the dryer (otherwise known as Lord Dudley’s bird watching perch) is kaput. It’s been acting up for the past few months… running one day but not the next… and after having two repairman unable to find the problem, it’s time to bid them a fond farewell.

So we shopped.

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(The husband’s good friend just got Covid so his mask paranoia is temporarily back.)

After checking the big box stores and the small mom and pop stores, we played Goldilocks and chose a set from a medium sized Maine store.

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We could have taken them home today, but of course I didn’t want blue.

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So we special ordered the graphite gray.

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Billed as “ The smartest washer in it’s class” I wondered what that entailed. A diploma? A degree? A doctorate?

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Turns out smart means Alexa…

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Sorry. I don’t care how smart it is…. I’m not talking to my washing machine.

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Ya gotta try these!

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As I was picking up some frozen pitted cherries for my morning smoothie at the grocery store, I saw something interesting I knew I had to try.

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Tru Fru.

Individual pieces of ripe fruit… flash frozen and covered in chocolate.

Nothing more.

And nothing less than delightful.

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I don’t have a huge sweet tooth but every now and then I like s little touch of dessert after dinner and these are perfect.

I take a few out of the freezer and let them sit 15-20 minutes before eating… and am now totally addicted.

The raspberry and strawberry have the deepest flavor… but the blueberry and cherry are good as well. They make a banana which I would love, but I haven’t found that one yet.

https://trufru.com/

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The motherload continued…

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A few more oddities from our antique store stroll.

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Because you never know when you’ll need a personal, portable steam engine on wheels. It can be yours for a mere $4,000.

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I have no explanation for that.

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Proof positive everything can be made into a lamp… whether it should be is another issue entirely.

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We almost can home with this corn cutter.

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The fact that it was on sale required closer examination.

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I was all for putting this little dude in the man cave/Barn Mahal but the husband disagreed.

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Truth in advertising is a rare thing.

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Antique motherload.

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Still in search of that last vintage beer/alcohol crate for my vinyl, the husband and I headed to a massive antique mall in Oxford.

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And I have to say we were blown away. Parts of it had the normal antique mall booths with multiple vendors and then there was this room.

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Which was really more of a museum. Those vintage hand painted sleds were da bomb.

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There were some truly fabulous items.

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With fabulous prices to accompany them. We spent hours just in that one room. And then we moved on..

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My husband probably has a dozen of these old glass water bottles and frames, but that never stops him from looking for number 13.

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I nixed the idea of hanging that on the Barn Mahal door.

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Husband wanted to buy all these Trump dollars and use them to start our next fire, but I couldn’t stand the thought of that man riding all the way home with us even if I knew he’d end up in the ash pile.

To be continued..

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Not your mother’s Tupperware party.

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Ladies – do you remember back in the day when your friends hosted those annoying Tupperware or Home Interior parties? I never wanted any of those products but my girlfriends would beg me to come to boost their attendance numbers. I hated the silly games and the forced sisterhood of wives who had nothing better to do than discuss the merits of the new and approved bowls that burped…. but I went, because I’m a good friend.

When those home party invitations started to wane and then disappeared completely? I was thrilled.

When the Covid pandemic introduced everyone to Zoom and my friends discovered the joy of hosting a party virtually? I was much less thrilled.

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Yes, that’s an invite to a friend’s virtual, high pressure, please log on and buy something so I can reach my sales goal and receive the free gift I never would have bought for myself anyway, party.

To make her happy I accepted the invite and logged on at the appropriate time. I virtually waved hello to the sales rep of the company I’d never heard of and boosted her attendance numbers. About to slip out the digital back door unnoticed, I figured what the hell… I might as well check out what they were selling.

And may I just say? Wow.

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Onyx nipple clamps and an Over the Moon vibrator?

I have to be honest… it almost made me miss the bowls that burped.

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