One of my friends once referred to her purse as “The Magical Bag of Crap.” I think I’d like to appropriate that phrase for my own use.
When switching the contents of my own Magical Bag of Crap to a different receptacle yesterday, I snapped this picture (which only shows about half of the total contents transferred):
Some notes:
1. I like that it appears I have multiple wads of cash. Do not be fooled.
2. It also appears that I have some sort of horrible halitosis problem. Gum. Mints. Listerine Breath Strips. I’m a teensy bit neurotic about these things. Best to air on the side of mintiness than nastiness, I always say.
3. I’m usually good for having at least one random item in my purse: a spoon, perhaps. Or maybe some Mardi Gras beads. This picture is disappointingly mundane. These are all items that anyone could have in their purse. Lip gloss? Lotion? Pens? Ho-hum. Sorry, folks.
A Tootsie Roll Pop is pretty random. I wish I had one of those in my purse right now. Who coined the original phrase?
The Tootsie Roll pop came from you, actually! (the favors from L’s shower at your place)
Oh, and I’m pretty sure it was Kate who said it originally, unless I’m misremembering…