“Today we went out to the “”Great Crestline Yard Sale.”” Ok, so they don’t really call it the “”Great Crestline Yard Sale,”” but they should. Anyhow, for those not in the know. Crestline on Memorial Day weekend is renowned for it’s yard sales. On this weekend if you are from Crestline you will fit into one of these three groups: 1) You are having a yard sale. 2) You are shopping at a yard sale. Or 3), being dragged to a yard sale (AJ and I fit in this one). Denise was out hunting bargains long before AJ and I were awake so we decided to go to San Francisco (no yard sales there):

Denise however noticed our absence and soon dragged us out of the house too. After many miles of yard sales and $15 worth of junk (it was actually AJ and I who bought the most junk), the townspeople of Crestline gave us our “”you are hearby resolved from the ‘Great Crestline Yard Sale'”” card and so like any good townsperson we went out for brunch:
<%image(20090523-deniseeggs.jpg|448|336|This is the ""Yes I got the good junk look."")%>
<%image(20090523-ajgame.jpg|448|336|This is the ""when do I get my hot chocolate look."")%>
Oh, and in other news… Did you ever wonder what happened to that other sock you were missing?? I think I may have found an answer:
<%image(20090523-sockthief.jpg|336|448|Busted!)%>”