Up to no good
Before the bases for the kitchen cabinets go in, I thought it was pretty important to hide a treasure tin for a future homeowner.
- one slice pasteurized processed cheese flavored food product embroidered with the words “got milk” (at least 18 months old)
- one green feather from a boa
- mixed tape labeled “unknown 1994″, made by Nikki Lindheimer
- one slide
- three business cards
- floppy disc
- tool from white board assembly
- one Bahamian dollar
- five foreign coins
- shell
- nail file
- one miniature rubber chicken (plastic)
- police badge
- list made by my mom of gift money for me
- two foreign stamps
- adhesive bandage strip
- pink cotton fabric embroidered with the word “slogan”
- bobby pin
- sears credit card
- auto club card
- store club card
- expired gift card
- touch pad from a cell phone (found on street of Brighton, England)
- label from vintage linen towel
- car insurance verification, expired
- package rusty sewing needles, one threaded
- miniature hot sauce jar, no lid
- green plastic army man
- bar receipt from cheap cruise with a cartoon on back (circa 2005)
- plastic piece from wire shelf assembly
- stereo remote control that hopefully isn’t the one for the truck
- yellow fabric sunburst embroidered with the words “Goes with everything.”
- snarky note addressed to finder of tin
(Handsome husband’s head is not included in the tin.) Here in the tin in place, about to be buried.
