Auds Odds and Ends
Everyone knows that I'm feeling less than stellar and my creativity is pretty much in the crapper. I thought, being that my brain is floating around in this Nyquil-like haze (I picture all that pulsing gray matter bobbing along in a thick, blue, licorice smelling liquid) I'd take it easy on myself and you m'dears because one never knows what might creep out of my drug-addled mind right now. Word!
So, how 'bout some pictures? Yes? No? Show of hands...too bad. I'm gonna post them anyhow.
Only in Maine
Whilst my parents were here, nothing was safe from the hands that held the camera...usually my mom's. Although my dad did take some wicked-sweet photos of the coastline.
They were driving along and my mom spotted something that made her do a double-take. We like to keep you guessing 'round these parts. Especially if you're from "away..."
If anyone ever tells you it's impossible to go north and south at the same time, tell them they haven't been to Maine!
My eldest daughter, Meg, LOVES her some lobster. Hang on a sec whilst I go gag. Can't stand the things. I know, I live in Maine and can't stand lobsters! I KNOW! Meg had never cooked her own. One night last week she decided it was high time she took the plunge and cooked her own big red cockroach-lookin' crustacean. Meg brought a friend of hers home with her to talk her through the "ordeal." Oh and the red shirts? Meg and her friend Zack both work for a local grocery store and had just gotten off work - hence the reason they look like the Bobsie Twins.
It's a freakin' bottom dweller you two! Stop playing with it and kill the damned thing already!
The water, it's a boilin' and ready for the creature from the deep...
In you go you vile creature...you creepy crustacean. Let that be a lesson to you!
Mmmmm, melted butter, a little lemon juice! MINE!!!
Like I said...a big creepy, sea-going COCKROACH....with pinchers!
They had a hell of a time trying to get the meat out of it. We don't have a single crab/lobster cracker in the house. I know, I'm probably going to get kicked out of Maine for not liking lobster and not owning the requisite tools to get the damned thing apart!
Thus endeth another episode of Auds Odds and Ends. Stay tuned, there are bound to be more!

















We went to Walmart one day during our visit out there in June and Ciara was bored so I decided to take her over to see the Lobstahs. She was completely freaked out and I had to keep talking to her about them for about 1/2 an hour before she'd go anywhere near the tank! They really are creepy looking bastards aren't they?
Love the sign! Where is that foolish thing? Only in Maine, indeed.
Posted by: Simply Shannon | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 07:22 AM
Oh how fun!!! I love lobster - I'm from Nova Scotia and have spent many long visits in Maine . . . all eating lobster I think :-) I hope no one lost a finger breaking those little guys open!
Posted by: Shannon | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 07:41 AM
The only consolation is that you get to boil them. Alive. There's just something so satisfyingly barbaric about it.
I live in California and I have lobster crackers.
Posted by: threeundertwo | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 09:58 AM
I meant those thingys to crack lobsters with. Gaa. Need coffee. . .
Posted by: threeundertwo | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 09:59 AM
Mmmmmm. Lobster. I love it.
Posted by: catnip | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 10:30 AM
Mmm. Love Maine, love lobsters. Hell, I even love snow. I have no idea what I'm doing in the land-locked midwest.
Posted by: ~m | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 10:44 AM
I don't do lobster either. The only bottom dwellers I eat are crab...mmmmm..However Caspian is a lobster fiend! Great pictures!
Posted by: KD @ A Bit Squirrelly | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 11:30 AM
I can't eat anything that lives in water. When we lived in Alaska we rented a basement room to a native Eskimo, and every Sunday she made a big pot of fish stew. The smell was increcible, and ever since, I haven't been able to touch anything that swam.
I can totally eat the fake crab in California Rolls, though. Mmmm.
Posted by: Mamasphere | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 11:46 AM
*tries to ignore the fact that you grossed me out of eating lobster
Your daughter is sooo flipping adorable!
Posted by: pajama momma | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:08 PM
PJ Momma - Seriously? *lol* I didn't even get around to trying it for the first time until about three years ago. Didn't like how sweet it was. Blech!
Thanks for the compliments on Megawatt! I tend to agree.
Mamasphere - We would be TOTAL kindred spirits if only it weren't for the fake crab! YUCK!
KD- You are ALIVE!!!!!! And Crab? Yuck, another really sweet crustacean I don't like. I'm just bizarre that way...chocolate and sea food? No thanks!
Posted by: Auds at Barking Mad | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:15 PM
~m - I couldn't hack being landlocked. I HAVE to be near the ocean...not just a large body of water but THE ocean! The time I spent in Ohio almost did me in.
Catnip - You know a million Mainers heard you say that and rejoiced.
3under2- Have you heard the sound they make? Ewww that's almost as bad as how they taste. And I think they ARE called "crackers"...or maybe there's some other name for them. I dunno. *lol* I'm suprised you don't get a set of them upon crossing the first toll booth into the state of Maine.
Posted by: Auds at Barking Mad | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:18 PM
Simply Shannon - You were in Maine recently and you didn't say hello! Pshhhh!
Which Wally World are you talking about, the huge one in Brunswick? It's been ages since I've been but if I recall correctly, they have a huge circular tank. The lobstahs are ALWAYS fighting in it, too. It's amusing to watch. It certainly cured the Little Imp of wanting one for a pet!
Shannon - no loss of digits. The kids got creative and used a pair of needle nose pliers, kitchen shears and a screw driver!
Posted by: Auds at Barking Mad | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:20 PM
I'll take one of those to go, please. I have crackers AND a mallet at home:) YUMMY!
I would also like to get my hands on a big bushel of steamed crabs and eat until the darn thing is empty. Must be a southern thing! ...or is that "thang"? HeeHee!
Posted by: Big Hair Envy | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:22 PM
BHE- a mallet! That was the other thing the kids were looking for. Um yeah, like I have one of those lying around. *lol*
Next you're going to tell me you like crawdads, or crawfish, whatever those nasty mini-lobster-lookin things are.
During my time in the south, I witnessed, one more than one occasion, folks eating heaping plates full of those things. But then I guess it takes a plate full just to get anything resembling a meal out of them.
Bushel of steamed crabs. Uhg. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Posted by: Auds | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 02:33 PM
eeewwww!!! i feel the same way about lobster.
Posted by: Head Nut | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 04:50 PM
Oh man I'm drooling just lookin' at it--yummy!
Posted by: Lisa | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 08:47 PM
LOL. I agree with the cruststation howEver you spell it. I'm too tired to cut and paste. Pooped!!
I'm trying to work up the energy to post an update on my spiders that have taken OVER my space!!
Posted by: Jody | Friday, August 15, 2008 at 09:56 PM
Blech! Sea food? I'll pass. Plus, lobster and crab look like so much work! Hamburgers are neatly packaged, no bib required.
Posted by: Melanie @ Mel, A Dramatic Mommy | Saturday, August 16, 2008 at 03:34 AM
Auds, down here, we're all excited if we get Maine Lobsters. It's all that. Well, at least for my husband. I share your point of view. Here, we have little tiny things that look like them. Crawfish, Crayfish, Crawdaddies, we call them. We pull their heads off and throw them in boiling water. Bless their hearts.
Posted by: Alias Liz Jones | Tuesday, August 19, 2008 at 12:04 PM