i had a garage sale friday and saturday. it was a big one. i put an ad in the paper stating we had a washer, air conditioner, old sewing machine, women's clothes, baby clothes and items, antiques, free kittens and a '78 mercury zepher.:) i thought that would bring people in. and so it did. what a bunch of weirdos! some nice people. mostly weirdos. the "unwashed masses". a man i like to call "pee-pee pants" bought my husband's zepher. pee-pee pants had a large unidentifiable stain on the front of his pants. the rest of him was unkempt and filthy. i don't mind poor. i have a problem with people who don't wash. this is america. we have soap.
well, i made $26 and got rid of a bunch of junk. kind of bummed no one took a free kitten (after all the trouble i took to catch those little buggers!) and no one took a tract.
i got some stuff at my own garage sale.:) my gram was selling off some of her step-aunts stuff. i ended up with 2 goblets with scottish thistle on them, a small suitcase of silverware, and a wooden box with a viking ship on it for jack. the box might have been made by my great-great step-uncle anders' uncle nels. wrap your mind around that! the point is, it's old. and handmade. it has a lock and the key is in the box still after all these years. i am going to store jack's precious baby things in until he is old enough to use it. i will put in it the stocking hat that they put on him in the hospital when he was born, his white leather wing-tip shoes, his nemo pacifier when he's done with it... so many precious memories.
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