Hey, did you know that there is a segment of the population that believes people have yard sales because they are generous souls who want to give away their things and not actually collect the cash for them? Silly of me, really, to ask for a monetary exchange…you know…here’s the thingy-ma-bob in exchange for the price listed on the thingy-ma-bob. Whatever was I thinking?
I expected to haggle…I knew there would be a language barrier with some of my customers…I knew going in that I would end up cranky and sunburned. But seriously, people, the word sale doesn’t mean free! Overall, it was a success and there were actually no thefts to report this time. Hooray!
My favorite customer from the entire weekend was an 85 yr old lady dressed in her Sunday’s best (floral shirt, cardigan and slacks). She purchased my Dad’s old beat-up cowboy boots, put them on and announced she was wearing them for the rest of the day with her Sunday’s best attire. She is a rock star! I want to be like her when I am 85!
We had lots of wackiness over our weekend…Allow me to share….
Chilly and I completely embarrassed Tween Caveboy and Miss Kitty in a very busy parking lot by pulling a Mary Katherine Gallagher “Superstar!” move together. We love to cause our children public humiliation whenever possible. It’s our duty as parents.
SUPERSTAR!
My mom returned from her doctor’s visit on Friday with some interesting show and tell items. She had some funky skull and crossbones band-aids covering her fibromyalgia injection sites (aka her…ahem…”hips”.) My personal favorites were the bright yellow “Crime Scene: Do Not Enter” band-aids. My mother’s doctor has a very warped sense of humor….I like that!
I drove my family completely insane on Sunday singing the “Moto Moto” song from the Madagascar 2 movie. It was crack-a-lackin’ crazy! I said the word “crack-a-lackin” every 30 seconds on Sunday. I’ll probably continue the madness today. (Here’s the song so you can drive your family crazy too…check it out…it’s only one minute long, but will bring years of trauma to your family…totally worth it….)
In honor of Tuesday’s Tribute tomorrow, I will be sharing the HUGE list of items for my MONSTER giveaway with you. My tribute is to all of you for your amazing kindness and very generous support of my blog!
I expected to haggle…I knew there would be a language barrier with some of my customers…I knew going in that I would end up cranky and sunburned. But seriously, people, the word sale doesn’t mean free! Overall, it was a success and there were actually no thefts to report this time. Hooray!
My favorite customer from the entire weekend was an 85 yr old lady dressed in her Sunday’s best (floral shirt, cardigan and slacks). She purchased my Dad’s old beat-up cowboy boots, put them on and announced she was wearing them for the rest of the day with her Sunday’s best attire. She is a rock star! I want to be like her when I am 85!
We had lots of wackiness over our weekend…Allow me to share….
Chilly and I completely embarrassed Tween Caveboy and Miss Kitty in a very busy parking lot by pulling a Mary Katherine Gallagher “Superstar!” move together. We love to cause our children public humiliation whenever possible. It’s our duty as parents.
SUPERSTAR!
My mom returned from her doctor’s visit on Friday with some interesting show and tell items. She had some funky skull and crossbones band-aids covering her fibromyalgia injection sites (aka her…ahem…”hips”.) My personal favorites were the bright yellow “Crime Scene: Do Not Enter” band-aids. My mother’s doctor has a very warped sense of humor….I like that!
I drove my family completely insane on Sunday singing the “Moto Moto” song from the Madagascar 2 movie. It was crack-a-lackin’ crazy! I said the word “crack-a-lackin” every 30 seconds on Sunday. I’ll probably continue the madness today. (Here’s the song so you can drive your family crazy too…check it out…it’s only one minute long, but will bring years of trauma to your family…totally worth it….)
"I like 'em big....I like 'em chunky....I like 'em big...I like 'em plumpy...I like 'em round...with something-something..."
In honor of Tuesday’s Tribute tomorrow, I will be sharing the HUGE list of items for my MONSTER giveaway with you. My tribute is to all of you for your amazing kindness and very generous support of my blog!
Comments
When I am 80 I don't want to be wearing cowboy boots I want to be a tap dancing granny!
Good to hear that your yard sale went well! I'm excited to hear about your giveaway. Do you accept bribes?
I do need to beg you not to put songs in my head on a Monday morning, like, EVER AGAIN.
:0)
i'm refusing to click on that link, cuz i don't need anything else stuck in my head.
I can't wait to hear about all of your giveaway loot! ;p
You crack me up, glad to see you are back and I am sure you have lots of tricks up your sleeve for the upcoming week.
xox
SUPERSTAR!!!!!!! LMAO- can't wait til DD is old enough to embarass.
I need those band-aids. They would be hilarious.
Yard sale nuts...gotta love em. Do you have people show up a good hour before the scheduled time. Ooo, got to get the good stuff before it's gone.
Glad your "sale" went well... I can't stand garage sales for that VERY reason!
Jamie :-)
XOXO
Jen
Love the 85 year old walking off in to the sunset in her new boots
Fun song. I need to listen to it again... Your kids might have been embarrassed, but I bet they think you are pretty cool. :D
yard sales... do not EVEN get me started!
and yes, it is a parent's mission in life to try to humiliate their kids as often as possible.
BTW - that's one of my favorite movies and I 'superstar!' all.the.time!
Did you notice that something has been missing from your blog? It might have appeared around the time I stopped commenting? I’m sorry about all that. I took a little hiatus from the blogosphere, but I couldn’t stay away too long. After a break, I had to come by again and see what you’ve been up to.
Glad that I did.
-Francesca
PS: Thanks for the birthday love!
I think I'd be more careless just so I could use one.
And that song is sooooooo funny! I think it is my favorite part of the movie!
And you gotta love the old lady and the cowboy boots ... at least you know they went to a good home!
{totally stuck in my head now!!!}
I refuse to ever have another garage sale for the shear fact that the one (and only) one I ever had we posted 50 billion signs saying it started at 7a and when we woke BEFORE the sun at 4:30a to put everything out, we were bombarded by evil "bargain hunters" (aka freeloaders) who tried to take advantage of our sleep deprivedness and get all the "good stuff" for next to nothing. That was 7hrs. of my life that I will never get back. Boo on garage sales. Glad you made out though :)