Reprise: Gotta Love Small Towns!

Today was a busy day. We got up at 6:30 in the morning to so that we could start setting up our yard sale at 7:00. Since we priced everything last night, all we really had to do was move the stuff out onto the driveway. Then I put up our three signs to divert customers in our direction. All in all, a pretty successful sale. J & J made about $220 and we made $198. Unfortunately, we didn't sell our table and chair set. We had tried to sell it in Arizona but that fizzled miserably due to some stupid reasons that I won't even bring up now. We're keeping the top to the table (a really cool circular tiled piece), but we can't fit the hardware in our storage room. The set is sitting out in the front yard with a For Sale sign on it now.

Kristen went to work at 9:45, so I pretty much manned the sale on my own. Though, Jake came out once in a while to do his salesman schtick, which worked pretty well! We started wrapping it up at 3:00 with a few interruptions from some last minute yard sale goers. Then it was time for a beer, before heading off to the Stouffer-Will farm for the "Sausage Dinner" put on by the Aurora Historical Society. There were about 20 attendees. I brought some of my homebrew to unleash on the thirsty crowd. I'm happy to report that people really liked it, except for a few people who were not used to beer with an actual flavor. The location of the farm was very apropos for drinking good beer: in the middle of some hop fields! This farm was founded in 1854 (?) by one of the people of the Aurora commune. This Stouffer guy was in the first expedition that headed out West from Bethel, Pennsylvannia. The house and a couple of the barn buildings are still standing. So, we got a tour of all that stuff, given by a direct descendant of the commune. Then, it was time to stuff ourselves with sausage and sauerkraut. The food was too good! I was in a delicate condition before dessert, even. Add a slice of rhubarb pie on top of that and I was ready to blow like Mr. Creosote (Monty Python reference). Funnily enough, Kristen and I both felt like overstuffed sausages after that food extravaganza.

I'll say it again, gotta love small towns!

--RP--