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Thursday, August 29, 2019

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Terri

Socks from the dryer. 😂

Ardi Butler

My water bottle for camp. I knew I put it in a safe place (if I had a nickel for every time I've said THAT) but the whereabouts of that safe place eluded me. Just before I was about to give up and buy another one, I stumbled on it tucked up on top of a tote of knitting yarn. I remember my MIL when she moved from Alaska. She had packed her kitchen knives (she was a great cook) "somewhere" but couldn't find them. They eventually turned up...in the box with her hair curlers! I had to laugh at your two other jars turning up...teabag fairies indeed.

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