We’re having a garage sale at our house tomorrow and Saturday.  As a result, we’ve got our front room packed full of people’s junk…and more coming tonight!

A little history on the story to come: Michael and I both have keyboards that we got when we were younger.  When I was about 8, the Christmas present that I wanted was too expensive than what was the norm, so I saved up half and pitched in and got a keyboard–I kept it all these years because it meant more than just a gift because I had to work hard for it, too…it’s more sentimental than the anything, and recently, I’ve come to the conclusion that it needs to go…It’s about 2 feet long and is very basic…it only lets you play two notes at a time and it’s not complex by any means.

Michael bought a fancy-dancy keyboard in high school.  The thing had the works and was much more expensive…I think (though I’m not sure) that it is a full size keyboard and has all the bells and whistles.  He’s kept it around for 6 years of marriage, but has gotten it out to play, MAYBE twice (and that’s GENEROUS!).  He’s recently come to the conclusion that it needs to go…

Conversation at our house–

Michael: I’d like to sell my keyboard–maybe I’ll sell it on Craig’s list and see if I can get $100 or so for it.

Maren: Good idea!  (Joking, but asks with a serious face) Do you think I’d be able to get that for my piano?

Michael:  

So, perhaps, I’ll put a price tag at my garage sale of $100 and sit there and play chopsticks.

HAHAHAHAHA!  Now for those of you who don’t know this song, it probably isn’t funny… It’s about a worthless violin that was going for next to nothing at an auction until a ‘master’ played it, then it became valuable.  It’s a cheezy song, but in the context of our conversation, it was PRICELESS (no pun intended).  Life, gotta love it!

In other news, some random pictures from this month…
Many work days, I come home to this sight; I love it when they cuddle together–Zippy was too excited to see me, though, and won’t keep the cute pose, but they often lay on top of each other in the basket…in fact, in this picture, Zippy couldn’t get out of the basket because Krenzel was laying on his foot…

 

A fun memory from this month–I love my nephew–He’s growing right up! (also notice my keyboard in the background that I’m going to get rich off of selling…)

I gave blood on Monday, and got this prize for giving.  The lady, even though my veins are the size of a river, missed my vein and then proceeded to roll the needle around in my arm until she found it…not the most pleasant experience…  If you get queasy easily (it would be more fun if I had typed queasily easily. but that’s not a word), don’t look…  It’s just a bruise the size of Mt. Everest. 

I feel like I have to explain it every where I go– first a black eye a couple of months ago, now this… pretty soon, they may suspect domestic abuse…Nope, it’s just me.

Happy Thursday!