There really is something about garage sales that's just so much fun to me. No, not the part about getting ready for one but the part of making it fun. Having one and going to one is a bit of a thrill to me to be honest. Not just the challenge of the search, the awesome stuff you can find, but the memories behind it too.
Perhaps it's in my blood. An adventure when we would go to my Grandma's would often be to search out garage sales for big wheels (a big hole in the tire didn't matter!), stuffed animals that were taller than we were, games, etc. It's a memory that will always be cherished about Grandma and Grandpa's house. (She really DID have the coolest stuff...I know my cousins can agree with me :-)
Mom brought over my old (and very cool) Barbie convertible. Whaaat? I said. The dirt that was embedded in the seats when I was 7 was still in it. We can't possibly get rid of THIS! (we didn't)
Big wheels that were outgrown. boo hoo. My babies are growing up. (I know, it is waaaay past time to say goodbye to these!)
I put this one in for you, Steve. I remember your toes sticking through this blanket when you would be snoozing as a small kiddo.
Okay, this one is just for laughs. I used to do this Jane Fonda VCR tape as a teen! The 80's rocked!
Anyone want a kitchen table? Golf cart? Still FOR SALE. (hey, this is cheap advertising)
The girls made some serious cash from donuts, brownies, drinks. It was like they went to Disney or something, they has so much fun. The grandpa's tipped them well....it pays to be CUTE.
