Crazy Ladies, Babies, and Bluehairs.

Jamie and I got up early this morning and hit an estate sale in Auburn. There was this crazy woman there with a kid. She barged her way through the house with him in the stroller and he I heard a lot of squelching that I was not pleased with. Oh, did I mention she was like 6'2" and add another 3" for the mop she had on her head?

And there's more.

Jamie had seen her at another estate sale a month or so before. She'd actually left him in a room she wasn't in and continued scanning the house for treasure. Jamie overheard a woman walk into the room where he was and holler, "oh there's a kid in here with no price tag!" OY! Her car had been packed with so much shizz, Jamie and her mom saw this lady put her kid into the console in her Lexus and drive off with him there. Tell me that's not balls to the wall crazy? Hi, I'm nuts, and here's my kid, he's in the console, right where he should be. Don't mind us...

But nevermind.

Speaking of nutty people... I've really loved being able to go grocery shopping in the AM. However, if you wait too long the bluehairs are out, shuffling their carts and oxygen tanks down the isle, taking up 3/4 of the space, and pondering for eternities over whole wheat or regular pasta. At least they don't usually speak, right?

This morning we actually saw an "orange-hair". Jamie wanted to ask her who her hairdresser was, but I stopped her just in time.

We found a few new treasures for the etsy shop: