Yard Sale-ing, or Yard Sailing (as Megan would say)

Last weekend we finally had our big yard sale! Andy and Mandy and Chuck and Lucretia all brought their sale items too and made it a bigger and more well-rounded affair than it would have been otherwise. Among the most popular items you could have bought for 25 cents but didn't:

• Joel's well loved "Hazed and Confused"frat tee
• the Crimmins girls' tiny electric keyboard/ xylophone
• Joel's plastic deserted ant farm (which Travis was clever enough to claim after the sale)
• Andy's hardback, mint condition, first edition guide to... weather
• Mandy's sexiest throwback-to-clubbin-days duds (many of which will be worn at the pirates and port whores costume party and boat race on July 30th, to which you are all invited)

We will miss these treasures, but a good time was had by all. Trevor and Brooke (along with their new pup, Nari) were able to come and share in the fun, and they were kind enough to adopt my papa san chair, which Joel has developed an entirely uncalledfor hatred for these past few years. His main complaint is the fact that it is called a "papa san." Whatever, honey. If you can give up the ant farm and decorative rocks, I can make some sacrifices too.

We are down to our last week-and-a-half in Arkansas (for now anyway). I'm still accepting invitations and suggestions for big "lasts." Tonight we are going to Parkway village to eat with Joel's Grandma Gill and tomorrow night is reserved for a final Morrilton trip. Toward the end of next week the whole boat race crew (which probably includes many of you) will be rolling in, including my mom and Scott who are coming to help with the move (thank God for parents!).

More later, and until then enjoy yourself.