Harlots and Buccaneers

I'm not usually a big fan of Norman Rockwell's art however after spying this crazy family tree in an old diner I made an exception. It's nice to know that any run of the mill child can have a most fabulous family lineage. I should know since I myself come from Germans, Irish folk, and alligator farm raising Colombians.

Because it's for a good cause

When G tells me "we have to really watch our budget this month" something inevitably comes up where I find that I simply MUST purchase some unforeseen item. Like something for the babies (always justifiable), something for me (not always justifiable), or some random stuff for a hella good deal (almost never justifiable). So when a friend of mine told me that Habitat for Humanity had opened a permanent store front downtown where they routinely had cool "as is" furniture from Ikea as well as other fantastic odds and ends I rushed right over and bought 10 Ikea dinner plates at $1 each. Not because we routinely entertain 10 people at a time but because they had irresistible bright orange sale tags. Oh, and because it's for a good cause.

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