Like you wouldn't have spent the quarter.
mood: 
surprised
surprisedmusic: "Put A Lid On It", Squirrel Nut Zippers
I love the things you know you will see every time you go to garage sales. The porcelain and silver stuff that looks old and valuable, but never turns out to be. A blue tarp with rusty old machine parts spread over it. Retro kitchen appliances besides their retro boxes with their white plastic all yellowed. Cardboard boxes full of identical-looking Harlequin romance novels. A little table of things covered in crochet cosies, like tissue boxes and candle holders. The NASCAR beer steins and chipped coffee mugs with witty little gems like "Life's a beach". A sad jumble of crappy toys, about half from the Happy Meals of your childhood.
There were a couple inexplicable finds that day. This would have been fun to dress up, but I don't have room in my closet. This, um. I don't know what the hell this is. Guesses so far have been some kind of dust mop attachment and some kind of homemade bicycle seat cover.
The highlight of the day, though? The Mystery Box.
Me: O.O
Erin: Oh, no.
Me: O.O
Erin: No!
Me: Ooooooooooh!
Erin: You are a rube.
Me: Sir! Sir! I shall take this box!
Two dimes and a nickel later...the box turned out to be empty.
Me: ;_;
Erin: A rube, I say.
The plan is to fill the box with a bunch of random stuff and sneak it into someone else's garage sale on another weekend. I've got a wrench, a Barbie head, a Ramen seasoning packet (chicken), a bent pushpin, some fuzzy purple yarn. Other suggestions are welcome.
And afterwards, Erin took me for watermelon ice cream. How long have I been saying watermelon should be an ice cream flavour? A very. Long. Time.
Best day ever!
I typed that as bugger attachment first. Which is funnier, but less sense making.
I totally have items for the mystery box! And I want to go garage sale-ing with you sometime. You should have seen the ones around here during Highland Festival.