Many years ago, my Aunt Carol gave me two crocheted napkins. They’ve been in rotation as my main house napkin ever since. I like how absorbent they are.
But alas, this one has become too holey to serve its purpose any more. So away it must go.
I still have one left, though.
The stars aligned and Matt’s flight from Indianapolis connected through MSP at a time when Angel Food’s airport kiosk was open. And that means I got a cupcake and a donut.
Thanks, Matt!
What did I find parked on a street near me during an early morning walk? Why it was a Mustang II.
My first car was a white 1974 Mustang II. I’ve spent the rest of my life explaining that no, it wasn’t a Mustang, it was a Mustang II. Not as cool, but a fun first car nonetheless. We could fit five teenagers in that car. It had an AM radio. That’s where I discovered “the memory station” playing hits from the 40s and early 50s.
Some Googling tells me that the average going rate for a Mustang II is about $20,000.
He was one of many who wrote 350,000 letters encouraging people to vote. If you would like to write letters to encourage turnout, click here.
Most houses on Interstate Avenue are set back from the sidewalk, but there are two houses that bump up directly on the sidewalk. They are north of the gas station at Rosa Parks. One of them has been an arty-type place (gallery?) for some time. So someone made a funny.
Cambridge Dictionary defines autocollant as: an adhesive label or sign bearing a design, political message etc., for sticking on a car’s window etc.
This references of course, certain image of treachery.
I’m not sure where this came from, but it made me laugh.
PT Cruisers were everywhere for a time. My friend Julie loved hers, but alas they have been discontinued. This is a very fancy one. Well done, PT Diva
Sara sends a hello along with this very pretty postcard.
