
In the course of ripping out the drywall that stands between me and a stair-free middle-of-the-night pee, Barb apparently made some... discoveries:

A bizarre time capsule? Possibly. Since my next door neighbor is the one who converted the attic to bedrooms, I suppose I could ask him about the doll. The other item, though?

I really don't want to know.
1 comment:
That's quite amusing! Let's hope both weren't used together.
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