We inherited our fridge from my mother-in-law and, while it has lovely shelving and a cool bottom freezer, she went for the stainless steel front that won’t hold a magnet.
I miss the ability to put STUFF on the front of the fridge!
I miss my magnetic poetry. (Of course I have the Sexual Innuendo Kit too!)
I miss my pictures!
I miss my magnets!!
Why did this angst come up? We’re getting ready for a garage sale and I just came across the “refigerator box” that’s been languishing in the garage for a year.
Dang, I have the best magnets, just waiting to be proudly displayed.
There’s the requisite single-girl magnets from before I met Hubby…
My sexist magnets… (Don’t judge me.)
(The one below makes me laugh every time I see it.)
And finally, my fave philosophical magnet.
The last one up there is a quote by Zora Neale Hurston, a completely fascinating female writer. I bought it in Powell’s Bookstore in Portland (Oregon) in the middle of what was a really hard year.
It’s your turn now…
What’s on your refrigerator? Do you have magnets? What do they say? Which one’s your favorite? Enquiring minds always want to know these sorts of oddities here at More Cowbell!
Reminder: If you’re in the mood for Holiday Yum, swing on by Kathy Owen’s place and check out her recipe for spiced pecans! I’m hungry just thinking about them…