A Gift

Sometimes people give me things they think I will like. Sometimes those people do not know me very well, if they have ever met me before (read: old people my mom knows). This, however, was not one of those times.

It should be mentioned that my mother invited my friend to a garage sale in her town....she told him about it, as she and he are both avid garage-salers. That she is inviting him to a church garage sale 45 minutes from where he lives was weird in its own right. Apparently, this friend, bringing along another friend of mine, ran into my mother. Collectively, the three decided that this would be something I would like.

They were right.


Also, it inspired me to do this!

Introducing.... People Math

I am constantly talking about this. Ask Luke who, according to everyone else =~ Seth. I tend to disagree. When I was in Spain, everyone had a dopple-ganger. There was even a Karene Faul x Spain (yes, the nation). Anyhow, I've just begun, but once I remember my times tables, I will enrich your lives.