Went garage salin today and came home with nothin. A church a couple towns over had a rummage sale. They opened exactly when they said they were goin to. That isn't a common happenin in garage sale circles. There were about a dozen of us in the hallway waiting for them to let us in. All but a couple were of the little blue-haired lady type. For some unexplained reason, I thought to myself, "This is like waitin to get into a Lawrence Welk concert." Not that there is anything wrong with a Lawrence Welk concert . . . If you are wonderin, I've only been to a couple concerts and neither were of the Welk type . . .
Last week I was at a sale that Grandma, Mom and the little 2-3 yr old daughter were runnin. I couldn't get over how the little girl always knew exactly where I was gonna go next. She was always right there sort of in my way . . . then she would look up at me and smile. I'm pretty sure she was 'messin with me.' Give her another 60 or 70 years and she will be a very good little blue haired lady gettin in everyone's way . . . They start 'em young in these parts . . .
No garage sales tomorrow . . . I might go to an auction Saturday if it isn't too cold and rainy.
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