That's Dino-Bite!

This pic just cracked me up. It's random, in the spirit of my friend Gretchen, who always posts fun photos. Doesn't that T-Rex look excited about dinner?

Goodbye Red Chaise

They came, they saw, they bought.
The good folks of Rock Hill came in spurts a few weeks ago and happily carted our reject stuff off in various minivans and cars. Our "early birds" made a repeat appearance and took to cussing when Jerod told them not to bother even coming up the driveway at 6:40 am. It's really fun to make rednecks mad.
I sold my red chaise lounge chair for a steal. Sigh. I'll miss her. We read many a good book together. There was just no room. Sigh (again).
Not too much else going on. In a rare Martha Stewart incarnation, I baked homemade bread, made curtains, and added bead trim to a lamp shade over the past few days! We'll see if I can stay "on that roll" heading into the holidays. I can't wait to cart everything out of the attic and set it up! Outwardly I'm outraged that they dare start ushering in Christmas on November 1, but inwardly, I kinda like it. Jingle all the way, I say.
(Well, maybe I wasn't saying that on Monday, when I had to drag LOADS AND LOADS of university Christmas stuff down two flights of stairs! BUT, it was a stairmaster moment---and I need more of those, you know what I'm sayin'?)
We'll start decorating here at work on MONDAY! (11.21) It takes about four days to get the President's house all decked out. I'm so excited to see it!!!!!
OK, I should scoot...let me know how YOUR Christmas decorations are coming out and your favorite Christmas THING.
Merry Thanksgiving to all and to all a good night!


Price stickers and early birds

Our blind dog is having some trouble navigating through the house tonight. Our den is currently buried under a mountain of stuff. CD racks, vintage toys, shoes that rubbed me wrong, one old printer, a board game, various computer cables to whoknowswhat, throw pillows that match nothing in particular, purses who have served their time, etc.
It's the "etc." that scares me a little...what was so important about this junk that made us hold on to it for years, moving it from house to house to attic?

Some of it was useful in its day. Some of it is just CRAP! I can't believe we get to have a yard sale in the morning. I mean, people will actually show up at our house before the sun rises, and pay US money to take away our crap. What a deal! (I LOVE THIS COUNTRY!)

Last March, we did this (yes, we DO have that much crap) and there were people meeting us at the door a full 30 minutes before we "opened" to see what crap was emanating from the house next in order to grab it or turn their noses up at it. One savory fellow bragged to us about having 90,000 watches in his collection. That's not a collection; that's lots of similar CRAP in one place. :) He bought a few non-working ones from us...even the freebies I got from TIME magazine. I would call him pathetic, but then, I'd have to check out the plank in my eye...you know.

My weakness is books. I have discovered the joys of our book exchange shop, but still there are boxes and shelves full that I cannot purge. Selling books you love is much like giving away your friends to strangers. It's weird and wrong. Keep books. Especially if you're like me, and you only have vague recollections of plots...in five or eight years re-reading them is like reading them for the first time!

OK, maybe I shouldn't have admitted that aloud.
I'll keep you posted on how our SALE goes, and what kinds of interesting Rock Hillians show up before the crack of dawn...