I think your Kona white and my tea stained muslin went off on a little journey together. I can't find the muslin to save my soul.
In a white bag in your closet. You overlooked me earlier.
Ask your socks--there's an escape route in the dryer.
Isn't it funny/irritating how things disappear and we cannot think of ANYTHING else but "find it!" and then we find it someplace we looked at five times.... :-} pokey
I wish it was at my house!
We have a saying in our house that "SOMEONE must have moved them". This drive me crazy when dh says this because it's only he and I in the house and I know, without directly saying it, that he's blaming me for moving it. So in response, "someone must have moved it" :)
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