GrammyMiles, you brought up another old memory. I once got new glasses and then tossed them in the old glasses bin at the Optometrist’s office for the Lions Club. The Lions donate old glasses to people in other countries who can’t afford them. When I realized what I had done, I had to call the office and ask them to look through the box. Luckily, they found my brand new glasses.
They’re called miller moths (because they commonly come in grain products) and we get them in birdseed, too. For that reason, we keep most of the birdseed in the freezer and just have part of a bag out in a container at one time.
No need. We haven’t seen a credit card offer in many years. All you do is find OPT OUT on one of the financial advisor websites like Clark Howard’s and follow directions.
Time is the great equalizer. At my reunion, it was pretty hard to tell which were the really hot chicks and the drop dead gorgeous guys back in the day. Everybody is now fat, gray, bald, etc. All except a few, of course.
We didn’t have FBOFW in our local paper until the year April was born. I never saw these earlier years, but they sure explain what happened to the Johnston marriage. Not that it was an unusual relationship back in the 70’s. I loved the drama and soap opera effect of this strip’s later years. These old re-runs are just sad.
Two words: Hometown Buffet. You pays your money, minus senior discount, and five minutes later the food is hitting your pie hole.