When Life Gives You Lemonade

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This old gal…

Loves Little Cottage…but after living the minimalist life…in a two room cabin…Little Cottage…felt…a little cluttered…decided the first week back…to sort and organize…get rid of things…we don’t need…went through cabinets…cupboards…totes…drawers…eager to cleanse the place…of idle…riff raff…

Filling a small box…mostly with shorts…that shrunk in their owner’s absence…the old eyes…fell upon…that souvenir…that pesky souvenir…ate at the Rainforest Cafe…on the Riverwalk…ordered a lemonade…thought nothing of the glass it came in…until the bill was checked…and lo and behold…7 dollars added on…for souvenir glass…did lemonade drinker me unknowingly order this glass…was the drink listed in the menu as a 7 dollar beverage…

Was a little aghast…at sucker me…for being a sucker…and at scammer them…for suckering…sucker me…could have refused…but something tugged at the heart…of this old gal…why not embrace this breakable nuisance…

May his cluttery self…find safe haven in those cupboards of mine…bring sweet memories…of a lovely day at the Alamo…a fun stroll…down the Riverwalk…and the most expensive glass of lemonade…this old gal…has ever…enjoyed…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…