Clara's Corner: My Mailbox for Yard Sale.....

Monday, September 17, 2007

My Mailbox for Yard Sale.....

I had a yard sale Thursday, Friday and Saturday of last week. This is my sign and my mail box. A lot of people laughed. It looked like a child stuffed in my mail box. I made almost 100.00. That will be nice when we go to Myrtle Beach SC next Thursday. It is the Shriners Convention and my son Gary plays the bagpipes with the Highlanders. Last year it was in Virginia Beach. I'm looking forward to a little R&R! Ryan is going with us. I can't wait!

11 comments:

Marci said...: Clara, that is so cute and a real attention getter!!

I would have loved to come to your garage sale. Even though I don't need anything, I am sure I would have left with something. =) That is why I don't go to garage sales unless I need something.; 12:55 PM
Teresa said...: That's funny, Clara. How clever!; 5:34 PM
Cathy said...: What a neat idea Clara - very eye catching

As you say, the cash will come in handy.

Enjoy the break

Cathy; 5:40 PM
dot said...: Clara, that is really cute! Glad your yard sale went well and hope you all enjoy the trip!; 9:54 PM
Moobear said...: Hello my friend Clara!

I am so glad you are getting a vacation and hope you enjoy the beach. I have many fond memories of that particular beach over the years. I am glad you made you some spending money at your yard sale. Sorry I have not commented lately, been terribly busy, but always check your blog for a new post. Have fun, be careful and stay safe.; 9:30 AM
Lib said...: What a great idea for attention to your sale.:o)
Hope you all have a Wonderful trip.
Blessins',
Lib; 10:31 AM
Rachel said...: Cute Clara!! I'm glad you had a good yard sale. I love to go to those but I always buy things I don't really need it seems, so I'm trying to do better. I planned to have my own yard sale but haven't gotten to it this year. Maybe in the spring? It's a lot of work getting everything out there and ready to sell.

The trip sounds like fun!!!; 12:19 PM
L. said...: How cute!
Glad that your sale was a success...I need to get up in my attic and do the same!; 6:01 PM
Robin J. said...: Hi Clara!

I would have loved to come to your garage sale or even spent a morning with you waiting for customers.

The mailbox "kid" is so original, I would have stopped just to see what you had!; 12:10 PM
Mountain Mama said...: Love the mailbox and sign!
You have a son who plays the pipes. How blesed you are!
I love the pipes and so did my grandma. When we took her to a parade, she would follow the pipers up the street so we had to keep an eye on her.; 4:10 PM
L. said...: Clara,
Are you doing okay? You haven't posted in a while...

Just checking on you!
xoxo
Grammie; 10:00 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!