I’ll never starve in a thrift shop.
Today V and I decided to do ham on the BBQ for dinner, so on the way home from an extended lunch we stopped and picked up a small one.
Due to the randomness of our day we decided to pop in to a couple of other shops as we continued home. As we exited the car at the first stop, I turned and stuffed the ham in my purse. She spotted me and asked what the heck I was doing. I told her I had to bring it in as the car would be far too hot on a thirty degree day.
She didn’t bat an eye as she realized she’s the daughter of a woman who wanders around with a ham in her purse.
Not just any ham though, it was our lucky ham! We don’t often have luck finding V’s size at Value Village but today we couldn’t swing a ham without finding another item just right for her. I may be on to something.