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♥Woo Hoo Garage Sales Are Still Cheap
posted on Friday, August 31, 2007.
I remember when i was young i use to garage sale with my Mema (grandma) and we would find tons of awesome shit for less than 5 dollars, as if there was this unwritten rule that if you have a garage sale must nothing be over 5 dollars, time went by and eventually the garage sale trips stopped, and the few i have been to in the past 5 years people were asking ridiculous prices for items, as if the unwritten rule was re-unwritten to say that if you have a garage sale everything must be over 5 dollars .... and so i stopped going completely. Until today. I was on my way to work this morning only an hour late, when i drove past a garage sale and you know when you drive past a garage sale even if you have no intention in the world to stop, you still look to see whats there. I was rubber necking when i noticed a little toy box sitting in the drive way just screaming and yelling at me to stop and take a look, so i did. I had no cash and yet i still stopped to look at this thing, and i loved it. its one of the rectangle ones that have a hinged top, and you cant slam the lid (just for little toddler fingers) on the top of the lid it was a cushion and on the cushion is a map of the world with different animals standing on each Continent. Even better than that, the small yellow sticker that was stuck to it read $1.00. What? One freakin dollar? No way? So i asked "is this really a dollar" and the lady told me it was. SO SOLD. I went to my car which by the way was parked right in the middle of the street for all the angry work goers to drive around, which made them even more angry than the fact that they have to go to work to begin with .... sorry i told someone as i walked back to my car. I found exactly 4 quarters- exactly 4.... what are the odds. I loaded my toy box in the back of the car, went to work and when i was done i came straight home to unload the box and get to work cleaning it up, i couldn't get it as clean as i wanted, so i just recovered the fabric on the cushion with black and white checked boxes....... the end results........... is a bad ass toy box that i love so much and cant wait to put all Vincents toys in, just so he can wake up to find it, and then open and close the lid about a zillion times because the lid opening and closing is soooo much more fun than the 200 dollars worth of toys that will be crammed in it. He will be pleased and so will i.  this is the before picture I got a dollar, i got a dollar, i got a dollar- hey hey hey hey! ***** edited after the Vince woke up from his nap to discover his new toy box****** ...and he loves it (cue the cheers and clapping now). He opens it and closes it millions of times just like i thought he would. Now, if i can only teach him to pick up his toys and put them back into the toy box when he is done playing with them. Hell ya, im on that.  this is after i redid the fabric Labels: a dollar?, garage sale, Love, toy box
// x0x0- callmealunatic
@ 1:47 PM.
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posted on Tuesday, August 28, 2007.
I'm one of those people who really doesn't like to be alone, I hate it and i get sad and depressed. I have continually had a boyfriend since i was 15 because i like the company and hate being alone and unattached. The friends i have are the kind of friends who will come over to my house and just sit with me, doing nothing just being bored with me. I use to come home from work and count the hours on my fingers until Joey came home, trying to pass the time by taking a nap or staying busy around the house. When i became pregnant it was the best feeling ever, i was no longer alone, ever. I had this baby inside me, it went with me in the shower, to the bathroom, to the bank, to the grocery store, to bed with me, it went everywhere with me. I felt him moving around and responding to music i played or movements id make. When Vincent was finally born, i felt happy but at the same time sad.... sad to not be pregnant anymore. I think i was afraid of being alone again. Vincent had to stay at the hospital (preemie baby) and my fear came true when joey left to go to work every morning. Id call joey a million times a day asking when he was getting off work or when he was coming home. Every time i asked the same question even though i knew the answer, i think i was hoping the time would change and if i just asked one more time he might say he was coming home now. Id spend my days at the hospital holding Vincent, wishing the nurses would go away and leave us alone. When i left the NICU i felt lost, single and unattached. When i got to the parking lot and in my car i would call joey and ask again when he was coming home. Vincent came home after a long three weeks of staying at the hospital. I was so happy. I wasn't going to be alone anymore. I would watch Vincent sleep daring to wake him up just for the company. Id sleep with him in my bed just to not feel alone. Id take baths with him and eat with him and prop him up on the couch to watch TV with me i held him constantly. He was my sidekick, my best friend and the toddler he is now is the best company i have ever had! May be that's why i love being a mom so much, i love the company and the undying love my child has for me. I love the friendship he has to offer because its so true and honest. He always laughs at my jokes and doesn't care how i talk or act, as long as i am here with him keeping him company. He doesn't have the power to posses negative thoughts about anyone. He smiles all the time and doesn't care if we are just being bored together, because to him its all fun. He doesn't realize i need him just as much as he needs me. He is my best friend.  Labels: being mom, bestfriends, company, Love
// x0x0- callmealunatic
@ 4:45 PM.
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posted on Tuesday, April 3, 2007.
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// x0x0- callmealunatic
@ 12:35 AM.
about me. "Birth isn't just about procreation - it's about the creation of a mother, and as everyone knows, mothers are the fiercest creatures on this planet."  im a... boy making, baby signing, co-sleeping, exclusivly breastfeeding, cue feeding, babywearing, tattooted and pierced, un-married and single, Pampers using, internet surfing, Yo Gabba Gabba loving, potty training at three, baby blogging kind of mom and i love it! email me at: callmealunatic[at]hotmail[dot]com  = callmealunatic
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