We have been having some wonderful weather on the weekends here in the 'burgh. Today there are clear blue skies, warm sun and a few fluffy while clouds. Sitting by my window reading my book as the street takes on a carnival atmosphere with a street sale. There will be one here at this house in July with one of the neighbors. I just couldn't get things together yet.
Odd how when you mention a garage sale to people they become interested in what you have to sell. Lots. And lots. Dishes, linens, odds and ends, bookcases, clocks, radios, cd players (does anyone even use cd players anymore?), exercise tapes (does anyone even have a tape player besides me?) and various other "junk". Oh, yes, tires and a lawnmower. I haven't even begun in the attic or basement.
Interesting people come to shop at Macy's. There are the older women with all their coupons. And I do mean all. They sift through them, looking for the best bargain, wait for all the sales. I like these women. They are interesting, as they talk about their "bargains". There are the women who drag their husbands or young children. The husbands lie and say they look wonderful, just so they can get home to their ballgames/beer/golf games or whatever interests them, which shopping does not.
Babies are cute. I love making them laugh. Their chubby faces and toothless grins. Mom can shop till she drops and these kids are so much fun for me.
I recently had a man come in with his wife and 20 something daughter. HE enjoyed shopping. They all had armloads of clothes and after the mom and daughter went in to try things on, he continued picking things up for them to try. They ended up spending over $500, and he made use of every single coupon he had. And they still spent that much. His name was Mark and he was a delight to help.
I spilled the secret of the road trip to the kids and they are delighted. Matt, who has never been big on amusement parks, is tremendously excited about Cedar Point. And all are looking forward to the farm and seeing the Millers again. Such a peaceful place to be, even with the scary pictures in the bedrooms. The gathering of eggs, the daily hay ride, the goat on the slide. Ahhh, good times with wonderful food. The breakfast is prepared in part the night before and the rest in the wee hours of the morning. Everyone gathers around two large tables and plans for the day. People from all over the country. And many from Canada also. At night we all sit on the porch and talk about our day past and day coming. It's a wonderful tradition and everyone at the farm is amazed that Katie, Matt and Alyssa still enjoy it.
Well, back to my book and the sounds of a Saturday afternoon with children playing, lawnmowers going and the aroma of freshly cut grass. Life is good.