Thanks to Lisa who helped me drag that filthy weighty cardboard box full of magazines out of the shed, up the driveway and finally somehow into the trunk of her car (with wasps still trying to make a nest in her braid) - and later for helping me get it out of the same trunk and onto my porch where it eventually fell apart, spilling out magazines like a musty piñata. I've only begun to barely look at them but here are some sneak peeks at the splendor:
I can't wait to have a big chunk of time to go through them all! On a related note, if you hear me talking about buying a "smaller house" and "downsizing" just slap me. I'm pretty sure that the Mister wishes that I'd collect something small like say, stamps.
Until next time,
x's and o's,