Anyway - at work, they were cleaning out an office that had turned into a dumping ground. All kinds of stuff came out of that office - it was like Fibber McGee's closet - and yes, I just seriously dated myself by knowing about Fibber McGee's closet. For you uninitiated whippersnappers, here's a 26 second
So out of this office that would make Fibber McGee proud, came 4 large pink flamingoes. Not the molded plastic type, but seriously heavy wood and hand painted (did I mention they were LARGE??) They were going to TOSS THEM, can you imagine? Being a lover of all things pink, and flamingoes, I had to rescue them! I mean, they were PINK for crying out loud!!
They now reside in a spot in my garden that is well back from the road, yet still visible if you glance our way as you drive down the street.
It IS my job to give Darling Daughter something to be embarrassed about, isn't it?