To begin, it’s Father’s Day here, so a heartfelt Happy Father’s Day to my wonderful husband, Ken, who’s an amazing dad, and same to my own awesome father—I love you both so much! And now, on with the show! Here are three quick stories, a tiny trilogy if you will:
1) This morning, I was getting ready for work. I finished brushing my teeth and when I went to put the toothbrush back, it looked weird. There was something black within the bristles. I had no idea what it was. I toyed around with getting it out for a second, then I went and got my reading glasses so I could actually see it properly. IT WAS A BUG. So I did what any normal person would do—I called Ken, who was on his way to my brother’s cottage to help him move some furniture:
Me: So I was brushing my teeth and my toothbrush looked weird…
Ken: What was wrong with it?
Me: There was a bug in it. I just brushed my teeth with a bug. UGH.
Ken: What kind of bug?
Me: A squished up dead one that was in my mouth a few minutes ago.
Ken: EW.
Me: Now I need a new toothbrush. And a new mouth.
Ken: Are you sure it wasn’t a peppercorn?
Me: From all the freshly ground pepper I put on my TACO last night? No. Definitely an insect of some kind.
Ken: Poor you. And poor, minty fresh bug.
2) As you know, I work part-time in a bookstore on the weekends. A bookstore is many things, but a bookstore can’t help you remember the book that you know literally nothing about:
Customer: Do you have that book about the guy, and that woman, and there’s an island, and a storm?
Me: That’s maybe like half of all the mystery books in here. Do you know the title?
Customer: No.
Me: Do you know who wrote it?
Customer: No.
Me: Do you remember what the cover looks like?
Customer: I think it was blue.
Me (pretending to search on the computer): I’m not seeing it in our system, sorry.
Customer: Okay, thanks.
3)

I’m pretty sure why this guy is looking for wood fence panels. We’ve been lucky this year, and I hope I’m not jinxing anything by saying that Atlas has yet to be sprayed, unlike last year where he was 0-5 against the skunk that took up residence under our shed. This year we just have a lot of rabbits, and they’re adorable, especially the tiny ones. I only wish they wouldn’t eat my lupins. I’ll have to find out where TJ gets his fence panels from…
Good morning! I think I heard something about cayanne pepper bIeing a deterrent to bunnies and not harmful to the plants? Not really sure but worth a shot. Unless of course this is something I have dreamed up and it is not a real thing. If that is the case, I apologize.
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I think I heard that too—good idea!
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All public places of business are now daycares, and in some cases, also serve as dog parks. The store I work at has been turned into both by thoughtless people…. one time, in the hour before MIDNIGHT, simultaneously.
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Ugh, although I have no problem with the dogs—they don’t paw the books!😊
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I love used books and used bookstores, even before I read 84 Charing Cross Road but I also love new bookstores. Yes, there is a certain charm in buying an old copy of a classic I should have read in school and finding a postcard from Wales in it but there’s also a real thrill in getting a new book by an author who’s current and whose blog I read regularly. And I love libraries. That book with the blue cover about a guy and a woman and an island and a storm? A librarian can find that. Ask me how.
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From where I’m standing at the till right now, I can see 5 different books about a man, a woman, and an island, all with a blue cover—it seems to be a trend this year!
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When our kids were young (not bratty toddlers) we take the whole family to the bookstore two or three times a year and everyone could spend a certain amount. Usually around $50 I think (which doesn’t buy a lot of books anymore). It was one of their favorite family activities. They got so they would take along a list of what books they were shopping for. Sadly, many bookstores have since closed. But there is a New/ Used bookstore in a nearby town where if you take in used books, you can receive credit toward your purchase. Buying used and getting that credit does make books more affordable.
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Yes, we get lots of families where everyone gets to pick a book—it’s lovely!
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Happy Father’s Day to Ken!
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Thank you!
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In re the customer in the bookstore: I wonder what kind of grades they got in school. They probably never got an A!
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That would be my suspicion too!
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Your take of what bookstores aren’t is spot on! Not a daycare, that’s why I stopped going to the Barnes and Nobles here because there are TONS of kids in there. Running amuck while their parents are next door at the Best Buy or Home Goods store.
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I know—they wreak havoc wherever they go!
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I’d like to say I’m shocked by bookstore behavior, but I’ve been a public servant for 34 years and very little shocks me EXCEPT the man who offered to pay for the book his child destroyed. That is some promising news!
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To deter cute little bunnies from our lupines, we use an animal repellant spray that you can get from most garden stores. The trick is to reapply it after rains, but it seems to work pretty well. Smells like rotten eggs, so it’s a good human repellant, too. 🙂
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Good suggestion. But they’re so tiny and adorable ❤️
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Eek! Commiserations. 😦
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Thank you!
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Sounds like Shutter Island.
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