Last weekend I decide I would go on my trusty bike. That freaked me out too, I'm actually afraid of being struck by a car....I woke up in sweats last night because of this.
This morning I just couldn't believe I was so scared, I decided it was high time I kicked myself in the butt and hop on the bike.
Well I did and when I got there the good lady (not the pink lady...this one is called Joan and she sells vintage Tupperware; I've had the pleasure to help her out quite a bit at the Postal Counter OF UNJOY!) greeted me with: Oh good you're here we're just setting up our Xmas table!
Well, well that was mighty nice of them!
I couldn't resist and brought this home...
How cute is that? and for a dollar! I love you church basement!
Thank you Joan!