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Monday, July 23, 2018
 
 
The Mysterious Bag of Red Vines
Do you ever wonder why there’s a Red Vine in your hand being raised to your mouth? I mean, where did it come from? It didn’t just jump into your purse, open itself and one by one leap between your fingers, did it? Did I drive to Smith’s Marketplace on purpose? Well of course I did, I needed creamer for my coffee. However, I don’t recall reaching into the bin of those delicious bendy red straws labeled 2 for $4.00 and I would have certainly NOTICED them as I emptied my grocery items on the moving belt toward the cashier, right? As I ponder this perplexing question another vine finds its way into my hand and up into my mouth, yet the question remains…”How did this bag of Red Vines get into my purse.”

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  1. katieJuly 26, 2018 at 9:35 AM

    Bbbbbecca!! omg! i love this story more in blog form! happy blogging!! xoxo

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