I bought a very conservative flannel night gown at Salvation Army as a joke bachelorette party gift. When I was folding the night gown to wrap it, I noticed something in the pocket, this note. The odd thing is that the nightgown still had the tags and everything on it, which makes me wonder if grandma ever even got Gingers note. Also, we have determined that dirty “licon” is dirty “licking”, which in Hawaii means she got a whipping.
I spent many hours over the course of two days at this year’s Dump Days Tag Sale — an annual fundraising event in our town — hunting and pecking through the junk to find and buy all sorts of cool stuff that I don’t need. It was a boom year. And then, at the very end of the second day, I found this on the ground — my prize find of the weekend. I guess Dump weekend can be a stressful time for the little ones.