While looking through piles upon piles of old letters from family and friends, I found $43 in cash! One $20 bill was from my dad in 2002; the other $23 came to me in 2003 on my 23rd birthday.
Best part of this is that RIGHT before I picked up the birthday envelope to inspect it, I told Julie & Jim: "Man, it's my dream to find a twenty dollar bill in one of these old envelopes."
Being psychic is awesome and rewarding.
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I've told you before. You inherit that cash-finding ability from me, and I got mine from Pap! Or so my mother always said (as in, "You're just like your dad, he's always finding money in pockets and such,") when I was growing up.
Janet, when you are in BsAs I will tell you about my Great Day, which involved something along these lines.
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