Pickles & Dimes

With a long Memorial Day weekend at home, we decided to prepare for a garage sale we are having with a friend in two weeks. Some of the better items for sale will be a television, a 10-in-1 game table with pool and foosball, a set of golf clubs and a rowing machine. Other items that may not be worth people’s time include Shauna’s entire lighthouse knick-knack collection and all of my VHS movies (unless you are a big Kevin Smith or Adam Sandler fan).

Also up for sale is my collection of football and baseball cards (or most of them) from my childhood. I retrieved them from my parents’ house about a year ago and they have spent the time since then in the rafters of our garage. Shauna was impressed at the great condition they are in, realizing that most of my ultra-neat, anal-retentive tendencies started early in life.

We did find one surprise upon opening the box of baseball cards: an empty box of condoms. It’s come back to me now where I was hiding some of my “personal” items when I was in high school at home.

Maybe I’ll tell my Mom that it was an unopened, unused pack with an expiration date of 1991.