I love my neighborhood
I stepped into our local art studio today to check out their new stuff on exhibit. The owner, Jen, asked me what I was out doing. She recognizes me and Anna because we stop by about once a month or so. I explained I was trying to find something to carry a lot of punch to a party and I was not succeeding. She goes into the back of the studio and pulls out one of those big coolers with a spout. She barely knows me, but she's lending it to me for the weekend! I love my neighborhood. Now I don't have to buy something I have nowhere to keep! Yay!
