It started with the annual family garage sale. My husband's two sisters always come to share in the event. It is a good thing too, because I doubt we would have had enough 'stuff' to fill a table on our own.
One of his sisters--Betty--lives less than a block away from us; the other--Jean--lives 600 miles from here. It is always a pleasant time--a family reunion of sorts--filled with good conversation, good food, and lots of laughs along the way.
We have a little family tradition. Before we see the first customer, the three of us, check out each other's tables, as we sort of redistribute each other's family treasures.
There is a lot of trading of $1 bills in those early hours.
Funny, how it is all about the stuff. We may tire of our own stuff, but we love other peoples' stuff. Every time I think of our garage sales, I am always reminded of the words of the late, great, George Carlin.
No matter the subject, nobody said it better than Carlin.
So, enjoy a bit of nostalgia as you watch what I think is one of his funniest bits.
No matter the subject, nobody said it better than Carlin.
So, enjoy a bit of nostalgia as you watch what I think is one of his funniest bits.