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Once a year my grandparents make the nail biting trip down from Brookings Oregon to Sacramento to visit the family for a week. This isn’t the cute, pretty, foresty part of Oregon. This is the part of Oregon that’s so far away it butts up to the North Pole. It’s a three day drive for my grandpa (they stop a lot to say the least) and the family worries the whole time. This may be the last summer they make this trip just due to it being so far and my grandpa being no spring chicken.
Last week they were down, which means it’s family time! My grandmother (like a lot of yours here) LOVES to shop. She doesn’t drive, doesn’t like to spend money, but LOVES to shop. This all means that… 1) I always drive, and 2) We only go to thrift stores. Now I love a good deal as much as the next tight wad and I actually don’t mind thrift stores… but after my sixth in one day, the smell was getting to me just a little. Ok, a lot. I would...
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