With a name like mine, one rarely sees it on your standard name-personalized products. You know, your pens and keychains and such. Sure, you can get stuff personalized, but it's not like walking up to the rack and seeing your name there. And while we're on the subject, why are Luannes never the smart business executives in movies? Why are they always the ignorant Southern woman with loud clothes on (usually bright florals) and a canned drank (that's how they pronounce it) in her hand - wait, let me look in the mirror - never mind. Excuse me, I digress.
Anyhow, last year when the personalized Coke products were all the rage, of course there were none with my name on it. So imagine my happy surprise when, as we were walking into the Sounds baseball game, Maribeth noticed that there were Coke machines where you could get your own personalized can! And free at that!!
Immediately, Maribeth and I beelined for the machines and took full advantage to get some names that are sadly lacking in the Coke realm. After careful inspection later on at home, someone noticed that the machine actually prints out a sticker than some Coke person puts on the can, but a personalized can is a personalized can!
Will we ever consume this beverage? Who knows? But my personalized can will be with me forever. After all, good things do eventually come to those who wait!!
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Today is a gift because: Everley sitting at the Doik; personalized Coke cans; Sounds game with Steve, Maribeth, and Everley
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