You know how I had cancer in 2009? Well, I did. It was thyroid cancer. They got rid of it. I take excellent medicine to replace the thyroid hormones my -ectomied thyroid is not producing.
But it was time for a scan.
Truly, I wanted to blow off the scan. I am pretty invincible by now, I figure, so a scan is unnecessary. But my husband said I had to do it. So I had to stop taking the medicine for over three weeks, to empty my body of energy-giving thyroid hormones, so the scan would be an accurate picture of my un-thyroidal-ness.
That explains my lack of yardsale enthusiasm, my depressing poverty-centered posts, and my general absence from the YSA Blog over the past few weeks. I've been mostly asleep or crying.
But now I am back in the game, People! My scan was all clear and I have been doubling up on the meds to get back to pre-scan energy levels ASAP! I even let out a quiet little "woohoo" yesterday! Today I am positively energized and ready to report on Saturday's adventure!
There was a wee bit of conflict during the week as we prepared for the sale. The conflict? Laura kept inviting women and I kept inviting kids. By Friday I realized we had 6 women and 4 preteen boys signed up for our tri-city extravaganza. Thankfully, the Van-O-Dreams seats 11, but the payload area is also the foyer and major thoroughfare, so I anticipated a troubling shopping experience. For better or for worse, we lost one adult and one child to outside forces and were able to condense the crew into the V.O.D. without incident. (Unless you count Devin's farts as an incident. In that case, we had one majorly smelly incident.)
Here is the VOD before anything was purchased:
And here it is AFTER:
I hesitated including this AFTER photo because it doesn't look as dense as it actually was. Tammy had already unloaded, so we are missing a mirror, some clothes, books and whatall. Also, the extensive stereo equipment accumulated by the boys is expertly hidden under the cocktail table Bobby purchased for his play room (read: video game room.) And both of the George Foreman grills, both lava lamps, the retro candy dispenser, pocket knives, tooth whitening products, and keyboards are tucked into empty seating in the second row. Those were all the bizarre things the boys found irresistible.
My purchases, of course, were treasure.
Here is the Happy Buddha I bought for my Sweet Henry:
You just had to smile when you saw that, didn't you? (Buddha is seen here with pink fuzzy dice bought as a gift for me by Devin for 25 cents. Thanks, Devin!)
I also bought a pair of boxing gloves (punching bag will be found at a future sale come hell or high water!) I spent a few bucks on some clothes. I found a pair of signed and numbered prints of Ted Drew's and the old stadium for 5 bucks each. I bought a cool wooden box, some high-fallutin' yoga clothes for my very small sister-in-law, and a scarf.
But my greatest purchase by far, the FIND of the day, was Bob's Army Man Collection.
Bob Disson (born 1934) died recently, and his widow sold me his entire collection of Little Green Army Men. But they are no longer green... because he hand-painted each one of them. Represented in this Moist-n-Meaty box are multiple wars: Revolutionary, Civil, World I and II, Indian, etc. Bob himself never served in the military - he was between wars - but he was a historian and a war-history enthusiast who visited public school classrooms to share his knowledge with the children of the Greater St. Louis Area.
Dudes, I am sending this entire collection to my dad for his birthday. My dad, born 10/27/43, is also a historian, educator, and Little Green Army Man enthusiast. I will very shortly be the favorite child and primary inheritress of the Chase Family Estate. All $1000 of it! Bwahahahaha!
Tune in next week for a summary of Laura's yardsale adventures and my Chicago Marathon Adventures. My husband is running, not I. But I plan to shop!!
Until then, remember... "better living through pharmaceuticals!"
Nancy
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