So, the story begins with three girls in their apartment with not trash cans for their bathroom or kitchen. Such a tragic beginning. (let me explain further, those three girls = Kiera, Amanda J. and myself). Out of desperation I called my mother. She loves me so much she sought near and far (or the first store she went to) to find us two trash cans. Luckily her search was not in vain, and in handing them over to my cousin Megan, they began their journey to Provo, and to our apartment.
And this is where the real adventure begins. After Megan reached her apartment she gave me a call, and I told her I would come retrieve the life-saving trash cans. Enlisting the help of my two faithful sidekicks(roommates) we headed to the other side of campus in search of Megan's new living quarters. Luckily Kiera knew of the location because of previous visits to this place. We reached the abode of Megan in safety and found our prize: two trash cans! But he had walked far in hot weather, and decided we needed a sweeter award.
So, that was the search for the Trash Cans. They now reside in our happy abode and are much appreciated. The search was worth it, especially with the ice cream and cookie additions. 
1 comment:
For sure! Goodness those cookies were huge! :)
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