"Backpack, backpack..."

After we closed the bed and breakfast, Jason said, "let's go to some garage sales". Erika and I had some major success last week, and it was a beautiful day here, so we hopped in the car and just started driving around. Let me preface this by saying that the "garage sale season" around here is a major event. First of all, you never see a "yard sale", because everyone has at least a two car garage because of the mass amounts of snow we get here each winter. And, unlike most of the yard sales we stopped by in Baltimore, people are actually selling cool stuff, and for cheap. Of course there are the people who assume that ugly frames they bought at the dollar store twenty years ago have somehow appreciated, but we found some great stuff. We got a GREAT backpack for toting Max to and fro! We have been shopping for one for walking on the trail, and for carrying him back and forth from the beach. AND, we got it for $8! YAHOO...I love a good bargain!

Oh, and for those of you who don't recognize the song that is the title of this post, be thankful...some days I can't get it out of my head!