Dumpster Diving! Tommorrow my Mom is coming up to help pack and I am taking her on a special mission. We have almost everything packed but I am a few boxes shy...so I will be taking Mom to some special back alleys of neighborhood businesses. She doesn't know this. She would be so embarassed. Good thing she hasn't figured out how to look at this blog yet. I think if I were to get caught my story is more believable if I have mother and young children in the car. On my own, it appears as though I would be looking for a free meal or other treasures. If you see me out, I would look the other way. My fondest diving memories, (oh yes, I have done this before), were working at the airport and my friend Marie who is quite tall could actually jump in the dumpster,(I know she loves I share this), and fish out Michael's 40% off coupons for us.(When she shared.) What a pal! If I got in there I wouldn't be able to get out. I would just be a ball of newspaper modge podged with the stickiness associated with Cinnabun. So, needless to say, I hope those boxes are on top. What is the phrase I am looking for...you can take the trash out of the girl but not the girl out of the trash???
Yours truely,
Diva Diver
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ah, too bad you don't live close........we could give you some more boxes! LOL!!!
Sounds like my kind of fun...
Oh, I wish I could be a witness. We did this too, but didn't make it to more than one store...Old Navy gave us a ton. If you call Target, sometimes they will hold boxes for you before they destroy them.
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