Bus Stop Chatter: What Not to Say

What can I say? My girlfriends and I had just put our angels on the school bus; and I was only half way through my venti-sized coffee ā€” mixed with So Delicious coconut milk.

One of my girlfriends mentioned the big pile of donation bags for the Vietnam Veteran’s Association sitting on my front porch. She and I have been on a mission to clean out all unnecessary material possessions from our closets, garages, attics, bonus rooms, etc.

Not thinking, I casually mentioned the upcoming neighborhood garage sale ā€” scheduled for May 19, 20 and 21 ā€” for those of you who know where the Woodside Village and Shelby Orchards neighborhoods are in Shelby Township, Mich. I didn’t say I was a sure thing. But, I did mention my daughter’s interest in trying to sell some of her stuffed animals and toys.

Before I could take another swig from my coffee mug, my two girlfriends reserved space in my garage, discussed merchandise labeling, requested a couple of kid-sale tables for the driveway, and suggested we grill and sell hotdogs. Come to think of it, some of my spicy rum lemonade would be the perfect beverage for this event.

So, I’ll let you know how our impromptu garage sale party shakes out. Maybe we will see you there.

Rainy Burger Night Fix

Spicy rum lemonade (fresh squeezed) on a rainy burger night with the kids, dog and husband was the fix. After dodging raindrops all day for visits to the dentist, grocery store and indoor play palace, I was desperate for some feeling of spring.

Immediately, I thought about those lemons my daughter insisted on buying at the grocery store. Is she a genius or what? I rule on the genius side. My daughter and I squeezed those lemons and made ourselves some springtime.