The Mailbox, (mine). The Auction, (theirs). And the Trailer, (Kelli's).

The deer trail, through the field,
And heading straight to my little squash plants!
Grrr...

Good Afternoon All;
I had thought we would be 'on the road again' now.
Such is obviously not the case, (I have a hard time keeping the car on the road while typing). hehehe

I am sick-ish and in pain. This is NO damn way to go through life.
My head was stuffy yesterday and Lordy, it just ached. My back refuses to offer anything but pain.

I already know that I probably shouldn't have even tried to cut the lawns on Sunday, but they needed it so bad. That, combined with no Packer game, (on Sunday anyway), -along with the sunshine -and lack of much wind- made for a great day to mow.
Do not be telling me not to do this. It has to be done. More, I have never paid money to have this done, and I am not about to start now. Lawns are personal. hehehe

Autumn in Flintville- Taken from my mailbox.

Speaking of my mailbox... I have just received word from the USPS that my mailbox has to be raised 8 inches. I am thinking my mailman probably has new wheels. (Perhaps those wheels should be lowered 8 inches)!
All kidding aside, I am going to be checking around to find out how many others on this route have received this same notice. All of our mailboxes seem the same, or close enough. (Those I have asked already have not received this notification).
I will check with a tape measure if I have to.

More... my mailbox is oddly now missing its reflectors, AND its flag! Whoever did this will be caught if they tamper again-  (Helps to be able to record everything via a wonderful program and a wee little camera). Thank you Greg! hehehe

Anyway, yes, it is Fall- And so lovely all around.
Not too chilly yet. (Getting there though).

If you read my last entry you will remember me stating that I wasn't going to go to my uncles auction. (Uncle Frank and my Aunt Patty are now both deceased, and the family was selling the contents of their beautiful home).
Aunt Patty is my birthmother's sister.

They are pictured below-
Aunt Patty on the far right, kneeling; with Uncle's hand on her shoulder.


My grandmother, (the only one I ever knew) is seated middle bottom.
My birthmother, Madonna, is 4th from left, top. (Her hubby Bob is 3rd from left).

Casey called me on Saturday morning- Was I still thinking of going to the auction?
Yes. (But it was a little late). I should have known better... Never say never, (and most especially where Casey is concerned)! hehehe
A little while later, we were on the road down to Appleton!

This is my Aunt Vonnie- with Casey, and Cousin Tom Runnoe



Auntie is so full of sparkling spunk! hehehe  Mr. Muscles, Tom, carried out the locking cabinets I had bought and got them in the back of the car.

He didn't carry this out though...


Casey, seated at Aunt Patti's piano.
When the crowd moved inside, and later to the finished and beautiful basement, we followed.

There were a few items that I would have bought-
Once, to learn belatedly that I was bidding against Aunt Vonnie on one item! (How bad is that)?! I shut up then.

At times the crowd was reluctant to even start the bidding.
When the auctioneer got to Aunt Patty's piano, no one would offer.
This is the piano she bought when she wanted to learn how to play. After a few lessons, she decided that she would give it up as her fingers would not move fast eough. It was only played a few times.

Aw what the heck, $10.00 someone said. That the someone was me is almost beside the point.  ... Well, someone had to say something.
Casey's eyes lit up. 
But of course the auctioneer took it from there continued.

I did stop at Kelli's on the way home to ask if I could borrow the truck and trailer.
Now if only I could find a few good backs...

XOXO
Me