Me, her Mom?

The other day Momma, Carrissa and I were going garage saleing. After we finished hitting the ones from the newspaper we headed home. We saw a sign. For a garage sale.

We turned down the road and drove and drove and drove. We were "officially" in the boonies. Reaching the sale Mom instructed us to look around and tell here if there was anything worth getting. Carrissa poked through the books as I started looking through the kitchen gadgets.

A sweet lady (who was getting on in years) hobbled up to me and said with a southern drawl "Honey, if you would like any of these here plaid shirts for your husband, you can have 'em-for free!" Turning to my sister she said "If your mammy will let you have any of those toys they are yours for no charge."

After thanking her profusely and turning down her kind offer Carrissa and I headed to the car. Perhaps the fact I am really tall for my age had something to do with it.