Friday, October 18, 2013

So I was trying to clear out some space in my closet when my granddaughter Miriana ( 18 years old ) came in and started talking to me.  I told her I was looking for stuff to take to GoodWill.  She asked if I had any sweaters, so I was able to unload five or six on her.  I found two swimming suits I had forgotten about.  I bought them when I started physical therapy after my first knee replacement.  They have a therapy pool so I was going to use it.  Unfortunately, it is kept very warm for their clients with sprains, arthritis and things like that.  But I am very heat sensitive, due to MS.  I had a great time in the pool but when it came time to get out, I couldn't make it.  It took half the staff pushing and pulling me up the last couple of stairs.  So scratch that.  Anyway, I digress.  So Miriana and I were talking about fashion in general.  She told me she and a couple of her friends were at the mall and went by the Vera Bradley Bags store.  For you guys, Vera Bradley makes quilted handbags, etc.  One of her friends looked at a bag and exclaimed, "Thirty dollars for that?  Your Nana ( that's me ) makes these bags and they're a lot nicer!  She should open a Cynthia Falkenstein bag store!"  I told Miriana that I had thought about selling some bags online, but I would call my store "The Old Bag".  She thought that was pretty funny.

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