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While I’m all for pampering and spoiling our pets..
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No.
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Just, no.
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Bowzer’s manicure should not look better than mine… and look, even the dog hates it.
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I want to know who looked at their cat’s ass one afternoon and thought, ” Hey, that will make a great coloring book”.
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Mr. Whiskers is not amused.
And lastly, proof positive more isn’t always good… it’s just more.
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Hell, I think I’m slipping into diabetic coma just looking at that.
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We’re rapidly running out of fresh blueberries thanks to the crows…. so it was time to whip out my all time favorite blue recipe.
Lemon blueberry pound cake with a lemon zest glaze.
Ooh la la…. the batter has a stick of butter in it.
And once you add the berries?
I eat it like ice cream.
Do I make a mess when I bake?
You could say that.
But it’s so worth it.
Three loaves of buttery berried goodness.
I ran into a little SNAFU after they cooled and I started to make the glaze.
2017? No problem….
Expiration dates are for the weak.
But settle down, I Googled it.
There.
If Google says it’s alright? Who am I to argue.
Lemon zest glaze.
I tend to do more than drizzle.
Because when have you ever heard someone say, “I’ll take mine with less fabulousness please?”
Recipe as requested.
It should be noted I double…. oh alright, sometimes triple…. the glaze ingredients.
I like…
The Damariscotta Pumpkin Fest. We’ve never been, but someday….
Someday I’m going up there to watch people float down the river in giant pumpkin boats.
I like…
The color coordination of fall leaves and the husband’s tractor.
I like….
The idea of cotton candy cloud coffee.
On second thought, to heck with the coffee…. just let me walk around with a sugar cloud over my head all day.
I like…
People who are really, really devoted to a theme.
Please note the skulls on the front grille.
Doesn’t that just make you want to yell….
Yes.
I admit to drinking the occasional Coca Cola.
And yes.
I know it’s not healthy….
Alright, that’s disturbing.
But I probably only drink one or two a month, like dessert.
It’s sugary enough to satisfy my sweet tooth…. and hey.
If it can clean the corrosion off a car battery? It can do the same to my colon. Everybody wins.
I’m not going to get into the Coke vs Pepsi debate…
Because there’s really only one acceptable way to drink Pepsi.
And while I do find Cherry Coke acceptable now and then?
I’ve never tasted another flavor I could tolerate and have to wonder why they keep putting new ones on the market.
It’s Coke.
It has 7,000 tablespoons of sugar per ounce and two cans will put you into diabetic coma. I get it. Now leave it alone and stop trying to invent new ways for us to drink it.
(Please note this does not stop me from trying every single one. Hope springs eternal.)
The latest roll out?
Orange vanilla.
I had visions of a Creamsicle Coke!
It works for martinis… why not Coke.
How bad could it be?
Answer-
Bad.
Very, very bad.
Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.
Pour it directly on your corroded car battery (or filthy toilet) and be done with it.
I wouldn’t have thought it possible to screw up orange vanilla anything, but they did.
Give it a wide berth on the grocery aisle. Tasting like radioactive waste might not be a coincidence…
It’s that bad.
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