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Free MFA admission with your Bank of America Card!

Hey and good morning,

Real quick, I had heard of this on TV and meant to look into it, and then the suddenly frugal blog reminded me.

On the first full weekend of every month you can get free admission just by showing your Bank of America card. Oh, and it works in a bunch of other places, too. Check it out here.

We just switched our accounts to Sovereign, but I still have my BoA card, too. Wait, hold on.

In December, we were going to Mike's John Hancock party, and I was all in a crazy fluster because it was the first time I was ever leaving the baby with the sitter and I had so much to do and I was basically just going crazy (talk about short story long, right?). I went to the ATM to get cash to tip the manicurist in the pouring rain (because it definitely makes sense to tell someone you take credit cards but then not let them know you can't tip on one) and I left my card in the machine.

Realizing my mistake, I tried to run back into the ATM, OH BUT WAIT, you need a card to get in that damn door. So, this nice guy runs back, opens the door for me, but it was far too late. The card was gone forever. Now, I easily could've gotten a new one. But I didn't. Because I'm an idiot. That was on December 11th.

With this new program, I will order another bank card.