We went to the local flea market today. I passed by a basket that said "Free to a good home" and started rooting around in it. Himself got that horrified look on his face. I found an empty box that had "White Owl Black Cigarillos" on it and the cutest little owl sitting on a cigarillo. There are several of them and they are just the right size. I took it and Himself said "Inchies, right?"
I hope they work, they are really cute.
People should seriously stop expecting normal from me...
We all know it's never going to happen.