Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty, well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming --WHEW-- What a Ride!!!" -Author unknown
Sunday, April 26, 2009
There's no place like yardsales
I know now why John went to Iraq. He didn't want to help with the yard sale. Friday night Carroll and I considered going too. Check out Martha's blog for lots of details. We had people shopping while we were setting up. It was dark. They shopped with flashlights. Since we left the house about 5:30am Saturday morning I completely forgot to get suntan lotion. I am totally fried. Even though I'm exhausted and probably won't ever do it again I actually had a good time. I really wanted to scream "EVERYTHING HALF OFF!" Martha never gave me that chance.
Quote of the Day:
Jim: "What case have you ever actually solved?"
Dwight: "Case of the beet bandit. Missing beets from all over the farm, no footprints. Inside job. Mose in socks. Boom. Case closed."
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And sunburned. Don't forget sunburned!
What is that pic of John doing up? I DO NOT recall him being there. Iraq my foot!!!
I have lots of John pictures and I have to put them somewhere!
i'm working on getting some kuwait pics out but the uso computer won't let me use a thumbdrive, maybe later
Now what I want to know is...are you up to another yardsale?!
I forgot what the word "yard sale" means? Please don't remind me.
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