I had to laugh at the weatherman yesterday. He said we would be experiencing a cold snap this week and more January-like weather. Yet our forecast for the week is high 60's low 70's (F). Yeah..ok Mr. Weatherman! That's convertible weather to those we left up North!
So yesterday a friend, Dianna, messaged me and asked what I was up to. I already got my 3.5 miles on on the treadmill so I was pretty much free for the day. She had an early appt, but was checking to see if I wanted to grab lunch. Uh...yeah of course I did. So I offered to pick her up and drive. Dianna hates driving. I love it. It works.
Anyway, after her appointment, we had about a half hour to kill before the restaurant was even open for lunch. So we hit a local thrift store. I love me some thriftin! I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but I walked out with a lamp for $1 (which looked brand new by the way) and an old wooden paper-towel holder for 50 cents. I was hoping I could use that to put my ribbons on for gift wrapping.
So when we went to check out, the lady running the register looked at me and said, well I guess I don't need to ask if you qualify for a senior citizen discount. I gave her a shaky WTF laugh. Was she saying I was definitely old enough? Dayem! So, of course I responded with "Uh, do I?" Not that I thought for a second I needed a discount on a $1.50 purchase. But as I'm fishing my purse for the buck-fitty, the lady told me its one of the perks of getting older. She's saying how you start getting discounts when you're in your 50's. Whew - relief. She thinks I have a couple of years. Ha! So I turn to my friend Dianna with sarcasm "Yay - so this is my lucky year!" That sweet little lady behind the counter looks at me with her head tilted and actually says "Why's that?" *puzzled look* Really? I said "You said 50's, right?" (she gives me a blank stare) "I'm 49, my birthday this year will be my 50th, the BIG 5-0, as in born in 1967?" Now came the glorious rant from her and the other two ladies behind the counter...'Oh my lawd...you're kidding..you do NOT look 49...around Mid 30's.....bless your heart....I need your secret formula....' Hahahaha, I love the South! And I may have been grinning ear to ear at that point.
If they hadn't been so sweet I might've told them the secret formula is weekly booze binges and a fucked up eating schedule.
Needless to say that little conversation made my day! I made it an extra priority to put on the anti-wrinkle cream last night. The cream I keep saying I'm going to use, but never remember to use. The same tube I bought 3 years ago.
Oh, and by the way, the paper-towel roll? It holds two rolls of ribbon perfectly. *happy dance* I mounted it last night on my cart and now I've got the perfect gift wrapping station! All made out of an old Microwave Cart, we used as a tv stand for a while, but I was going to send off to Goodwill anyway. Even better than the fact that everything is all together is that I can just wheel it in and out of the closet when I need it. So happy when I can re-purpose something.
A few more pats on my back here and I can add contortionist to my list of skills!
8:55 a.m. - 2017-01-25
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