I couldn't open the stupid thing so I asked Nathan to try to pick open the lock. After several failed attempts he talked me into busting it open. I must say that I was nervous! ~ for 2 reasons: I didn't want it messed up and I was afraid that if we busted it open then I wouldn't be able to keep it closed. But my anxiety was for nothing 'cause he busted it open without causing a scratch. After the case was finally open, I started toying with the lock and realized that he and I had the mechanism all wrong. YAY!
So then I cleaned out all the old stuff: hair gel, Avon foundation and lotion, a toothbrush, a piece of gauze (?). Momma set me up with some newspaper, Grease Lightning, a cup of water and that toothbrush I found in it.
Here's what I ended up with.
Oh yeah...
That was Biggie in the background of the first photo (Nathan's Pug). He was trying to help. He's so funny. Looking. =o)
Have fun on your trip. I'll miss my friend!!
ReplyDeleteP.S. LOVE the old, yet new train case. It definitely reminds me of you!