SUNDAY, March 25, on my 44 oz Diet Coke procuring mission, I happened across that rare unicorn of coin finds, the DIME. Okay, it's not so rare as a nickel, but I may never find another nickel, and get to use that unicorn reference.
I spied my dime at the Gas Station Chicken store itself, as I was exiting.
It's really much easier to find my precious coins as I'm entering. Then I don't have to juggle a 44 oz Diet Coke in a foam cup in my left hand, along with scratcher tickets tucked between my fingers, and keys in my right hand ready to click T-Hoe's door locks. A find on the way back to T-Hoe means it's hard to get to my phone in my left pocket. The scratchers end up between my teeth (not very sanitary!) and my magical elixir gets tucked into the crook of my right elbow with hopes that I don't squeeze it like Lenny in Of Mice and Men.
This 2006 specimen was hard to spot, especially since I had pennies on my mind, not dimes.
TUESDAY, March 27, I hit a double. Again at the Gas Station Chicken Store. Since I don't like getting all moist in the rain, I was happy to see that my rightful parking spot closest to the door was open. I was so busy patting myself on the back for garnering this space that I was startled to see TWO pennies looking back at me when I opened T-Hoe's door to climb out.
Even in the rain, one was glinting at me. In real life, I could tell it was a shiny penny, not a dime. Don't think I missed one up above. That is some kind of smashed bottle cap. It fools me every time I park there. I need to just pick it up and chuck it into the grass, since the Gas Station Chicken Store long ago removed their outside trash can.
This was a shiny 2016 on the right, and a 2014 on the left, which I find particularly stunning with the rain droplets on top.
FRIDAY, March 30 was again doubly delicious in sating my penny appetite. I found one in Waterside Mart on the way to mail the boys' weekly letters, when I stopped to get two tickets to tuck into Genius's envelope.
Sorry for the poor quality of this photo. It's almost as if Val had been imbibing the contents of the shelf in the background! In reality, I was rushing to snap that picture while the new girl bent over to get my tickets out of the case. She seemed suspicious when she raised her head.
This was a 2012, showing me its tail side. Oh, the impudence of that cheeky cent!
Walmart provided the second dose of Val's prescribed penny regimen. Again, on the way out, making the capture a bit awkward. I saw it while crossing over, but did not stop in the middle and risk getting run over by raging parking-spot seekers on that, the busiest shopping day since December 23, what with Easter coming Saturday, and people getting their electronic checks on Friday. I parked my cart off the beaten tire-path, and stepped back when the coast was clear to snap my pictures and nab that penny.
Let the record show that the image in the lower left of the photo is Val's head, along with her shadow-hands and phone camera. It is NOT a snapping turtle french-kissing a swan.
Likewise, this silhouette is Val's elbow and jacket pocket bulge, NOT a boob and belly roll. It's like that optical illusion picture of the two ladies in hats, or a vase. Sorry the closeup is not very close. There were people walking by and another car waiting to gun it. I was risking my
For 2018: Penny #26, 27, 28, 29.
For 2018: Dime # 8.
For 2018: Nickels still at #2.
Since 2017 (the beginning), this was Penny #104, 105, 106, 107.
Since 2017 (the beginning), this was Dime #14.
Since 2017 (the beginning), this was still Nickel #2.