We have a corner of the kitchen that "catches" stuff. You know what I mean... school papers, car keys, random mail, coupons, twist ties, and other things that have no home.
Or... "Things That No One Wants To Put In The Proper Place."
I have the cure for what ails ya: Tylenol, off-brand Advil, and/or Sprinkles.
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I love sprinkles. Sprinkles make me happy. They make me smile and think of happy things.
I work in a cafeteria and I'm known for my sprinkles. Sprinkles on cake and cookies. I have yet to find a kid that doesn't smile at a piece of cake with sprinkles on top.
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