Oh, and about that weather forecast, I am not sure what the weather folk were thinking. It did not snow, it did get chilly from time to time, but never anywhere near as much as they said it would. We had a busy week without my girl. Of course, she was off having too much fun on her own. We are now down to the last few days to train before Bloomsday. Part of my girl's training will involve taking the SAT on Saturday.
Last weekend was the annual Camelot Yard Sale. For those of you who are paying attention, or my sister who actually came by to visit, we live in Camelot. There are lots of castles and knights or something here. There is also a yard sale the last weekend in April every year. It is a big event. Everyone in town seems to know about it, except the lady who parked in front of the next door neighbor's house and came up to me and asked what was going on. She wanted to know if it was OK to park there, between two other cars. We even imported PortaPotties for the guests. Lots of folks came and meandered up and down streets, ignoring the cars that were doing the same thing since the streets were still open. It is amazing nobody was hit. We put a few things out to sell, but most of the visitors were lookers, not buyers, unless one was selling hot dogs, like my neighbor across the street. She did big business all day.
My Shadow was interested in everyone who walked by, especially if they brought the dog too. Some of the dogs even allowed her to sniff them up close. The only person who really bothered her was the lady who had purchase a fake ficus up the street, and was walking it past our house. She seemed to know, in that intelligent Border Collie way, that trees should stay put. She barked at it until she could not see it any more.
Of course, it is an interesting study in humanity to see what people will spread out on the driveway to share with the neighbors. Even more interesting is what people will buy and carry around with them all day. I liked the lady with the twin bed headboard going past. Smart buyers brought wagons or strollers without children in them. One neighbor had a trash can on a hand truck. She had been out too long, because her dog was so tired it was content to ride in the can with her purchases. My purpose was to get rid of stuff. We moved several things out that were occupying space in the garage when we arrived here. On Sunday we left some boards out leaning on a tree, and someone actually came and took them away. I hope he has a use for them. Now we have a shelf under the work bench.
The real problem for me is that the event coincides with the final training for Bloomsday, which is the 7 mile run (or in my case, walk.) My son and my husband went to the training without me. My son ran the whole thing in 71 minutes and a few seconds. My husband walked it, but I forget his time. On Sunday, we will all be walking, but my son is excited to know he can run 7 miles when he works up to it.
Track and Field starts at his school on Monday. After witnessing his sister's most recent track meet, he is interested in Javelin and Shot Put. They looked like so much fun. I reminded him that he should go for some distance events too, since he is capable of outlasting most kids his age. We will see how that all works out.
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