Today is National Pizza Party Day, and while I'll admit that pizza is a great American tradition what I'm thinking about today it the ever popular garage sale. Years ago, when my children were young, my next door neighbor and I had a garage sale every spring. We sold toys and out grown baby clothes and all sorts of other odds and ends and we usually did very well. Our main secret of success was the fact that my neighbor (the original Mrs. Clean) sold baby socks that were absolutely immaculate. I don't know how she did it but her little socks looked like they had never been walked in. Mine, not so much. But that was then. Today a friend and I went to another friend's garage sale. How times have changed, or how we've aged. This garage sale contained baskets, pottery, some adult clothes, Christmas decorations, books; you get the idea. My friend bought a ceramic rooster for $2, which gives you some grasp of what was available. I am happy to report that I didn't buy anything. Now, if there had been any jigsaw puzzles I might have been tempted. But now that I think about it, I have three jigsaw puzzles on my shelf that I haven't had time to work on since Christmas. Hmmm, maybe I should have a garage sale.
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