Monday, May 01, 2006

This picture of tape reminds me of my mother. I laughed when I saw it. She spent years searching for tape and scissors in the house while we were growing up ( I have 10 siblings) and she said "someday when I'm dead you people (she always called us you people) are going to clean out this house and find a stash of scissors and tape because I swear they all disappear to the same place and I can never find them!"

When we cleaned out her house after she died, we found a bank bag with 22 pairs of scissors in it in the bottom drawer of her file cabinet. There was another bag in her night stand with 12 more pairs. I guess after we kids left home and she started really cleaning out spaces she found the missing scissors. It made me smile when we found them.

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