I don't know who you are or what posessed you to dismiss this incredible fixture, but tonite, to you I am entirely grateful.
Seconds before I left my parents' home my dad casually produced this masterpiece. She's so fabulous I'll have to give her a name.
Who gets rid of this stuff?
Are you high?
My dad used to frequent the Logan Deseret Industries when I was growing up. I literally hid under the dash until we were at least 50 feet clear of the driveway. Now I daresay I go more often than he does to thrift stores. At least 85% of my children's clothes and shoes are secondhand. This is my little way of giving back to the environment by recycling. LOL. LOL again, with my mouth really wide open. Really, I'm just both cheap and vain(ish).
