This is an emergency ... a true emergency. Where have all the "pinkies" gone? Some of you (especially the H's) know exactly what I'm speaking of, but for the rest of you I'll digress.
As a child, one of my "favorite-ist things to do in the whole wide world" was to travel to Park Forest, Illinois to see my Grandma Harper. Grandma was an incredible woman and I loved spending time with her. I could always count on four things with Grandma ... she'd come home from work every day just in time to watch All My Children and to eat her cottage cheese and fruit ... she always gave us not just two, but three scoops of ice cream even when Mom said that was too much ... she'd let us watch her take out her teeth each night and then scare us with her silly "no teeth" smile ... and she always had pinkies in a margarine dish on the front seat of her car. "What are pinkies?" you ask? Pinkies are round wintergreen-flavored mints that are, in fact, pink!
Now, to my emergency. I don't think they make pinkies anymore! They made them last year, they made them last Fall ... but this year? I can't find my pinkies! I know, it's a trivial thing to some, but to me it's a sweet memory.
So, here is the deal ... if you can find me pinkies I'll reward you with something of your choice. I just want my pinkies!
Until Tomorrow,
Kathy (a little off her rocker, but pinkies will fix that!)
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