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I am slipping . . . and so is my transmission

Yesterday, I was apprised that two rummage sales would be held today: Faith Methodist at 8 am and the Catholic Church at 9 am. I go to the first day, even though my real time to shine is on $1.50 Bag Day when you can cram as much as you are skilled enough to handle into a grocery bag. I am very skilled.

If anything has an empty space in it, I fill it with something - anything. My bag leaves the church as a solid cube. I give them a donation to even things out; I just pack the bag like that to retain my title and have the thrill of "engineering the squash" success.

But, that's maybe history. This spring I forgot about the rummages sales until 10 o'clock. I jumped up when I suddenly remembered and then flopped back down. Despair.

Finally, I decided getting there was better than not going at all and made up my mind to go right away. My pants were too loose and I couldn't find my belt right off the bat, so I used a safety pin to attach them to my shirt. Then I put a big sweatshirt on and pulled it down low and went.

It was great; I walked in and there sat a retro aluminum cake cover and bottom. Do you know how useful those are? I love them and they look cool - like I am hip or whatever. "Hip" isn't the current lingo, is it? Did I give myself away? Probably. Good, I no longer have to worry about keeping it secret.

I also got a nice 50's type cotton tablecloth for outside when we grill. And . . . and . . . a Pfaltzgraff pie pan, a large serving bowl, a creamer, three little serving bowls for $5. The price said $5 for all that and about six plates and a bunch of cups and soup bowls and a butter dish, plus a couple of other pieces. I couldn't see being greedy, so I took the ones I wanted, gave them a high $5 - no, I handed it over at normal level - and went happily on my way.

Then I realized there was a puddle of transmission fluid under the little green car.

AAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH

posted by Jody @ 4:44 PM