As Bethany would be more than happy to tell you, I often
fail to properly read things before diving headfirst into a project. Now, I
would hate for you to make the same mistake with this particular blog post.
Therefore, I offer up the following important disclaimer for this particular
edition of #DaddyWrite.
You see, there are times where I simply don't have a whole
heaping ton to write about for a certain day with Ellie. That's especially true
in a week such as this when she's been super, mega grouchy more often than not.
As a result, I find myself pulling from a past experience instead of just
utilizing the current day. In addition, I find myself feeling unusually
creative today. What to do, what to do? I guess I'll just be creative and work as
many references to 'Back to the Future' as I
can into this edition of #DaddyWrite. After all, that's the mature thing to do.
First of all, we must take ourselves back in time to Friday,
June 7th. Hardly a date of cosmic significance.
No, instead it marked another rite of passage for young Ellie; her first time
garage saleing (and yes, I'm fully aware that saleing is not spelled like that).
As Ellie grows, we become aware there are things here and there that would be
handy to have for her. In this instance, I was specifically searching for an
umbrella stroller, any age-appropriate toys she might like, and some good
quality pajamas if available. So with that in mind, we set out through our
neighborhood. You know, not in a DeLorean, but
on foot with Ellie in her stroller.
It didn't take long for us to stumble across the first
garage sale as it was only four or five doors down the street from our house. I
will say that I vastly underestimated just how difficult it would be to get a
stroller around the tiny walkways available at garage sales. I mean, it's not
like I'm trying to acquire plutonium in 1985,
but it is hard. It's especially more difficult once you consider Ellie's desire
to reach and try to touch as much as possible. Luckily, we made like a leaf and got outta there without Ellie
pulling anything off the tables. Even though we were unable to find anything on
the list, I did procure three 1000-piece puzzles for the bank-breaking sum of
$0.50. That's $0.40 to $0.44 higher than the cost of a Coke in 1955!
With that, Ellie and I set out to the second garage sale on
our street. Despite the presence of a lot of kids' clothing and toys, I saw
nothing that Ellie just had to have. Truth be told, Ellie probably would have
enjoyed having anything she could have touched. As we left the garage sale, I
was met with two choices. Either I could return home or Ellie and I could set
out upon the road to see if we could discover any additional garage sales.
Since it was a nice day (and the earth's gravitational
pull wasn't making things too heavy), we set out down the road to see
what we could find. Unfortunately for us, we wouldn't find any more garage
sales along the way.
It's not to say it was all in vain though. I mean, I
wouldn't want to set the time circuits and go back
in time to keep us from going on said walk. A nice gooey cookie from
Casey's paired with a Mello Yello will do that for you. I will say that I did
feel a little bad eating the cookie in front of Ellie without sharing. Just a
few more weeks though and she'll get her very own birthday cupcake. That'll be
something worth writing about and possibly even worth filling up Mr. Fusion to go see.
By the way, thanks for reading and indulging me in my little
project to combat boredom. Hopefully it helped you combat some boredom as well.
If not, well, I guess you need to get Doc Brown
to help you with that...#DaddyWrite
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| A very pressing question indeed, Doc... |
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