My parents drove from their home in Johnstown, PA to my brother's home in Carlisle, PA on Saturday. Claire and I drove up to meet them and spend the day together. It was lovely to see family, and they were all so excited to see Claire.
As the afternoon wore on, we decided to take Claire for a walk because the weather was beautiful. After I dutifully buttered her up in sunscreen, off we went down the street..my brother, my father, Claire, and me.
We hadn't gotten very far when we saw a small yard sale (more of a driveway sale) going on just a few houses down from my brother's house. My dad, who has a penchant for a bargain and odds and ends (Mom would call it junk), made a beeline for the yard sale. My brother and I followed, knowing we'd probably be there for a while.
It turns out the occupants of the house are moving. They're disgustingly young, probably around 25 (sorry Laura), and they apparently really don't know what to do with themselves or their money. They had their house up for sale and were going to move to.."oh, I don't know..maybe Florida, maybe Maryland..we haven't really decided." Um, OK then.
To make a long story short, it was the end of the day and the occupants wanted rid of their "junk." So they were giving it away free. We're not talking sixth grade art class ashtrays and broken microwave carts. Let's just say my dad walked away with a photo printer AND a printer/fax/copier, both all but brand new; two signs for his bar, and my brother walked away with a Magellan GPS!!!
I didn't score the high tech stuff, but my daughter now has some gorgeous new shoes...
Check out the silver ballet flats!!!!
Three cheers for flaky young people with rich parents!!!