Mr. Jenny home offices but I always iron his shirts. After I hang them out on the line to dry. I like when he is crisp and neat and smells like sunshine.
Cuz, yea, well he is my sunshine.
I have now successfully trained him in the art of garage sale spotting.
Saturday morning I was being a lady of indulgence sleeping in until 6:15 when he came in sweetly and said, "The neighbors are having a garage sale!"
I sat up instantly and said "Who?"
"Tom and Judy on the corner," he said and then told me, "Hurry, there's a lot of people there already!"
So I leaped out of bed (OK, it was a pathetic leap but a leap none-the-less!), threw some semi-matching clothes on, tried to comb the snarls out of my hair and then hopped out the front door pulling my shoes on as I went!
It was a huge garage sale and there were tons of people there. All the cool stuff was sitting behind the cashier table already sold.
With a tear in my eye (Hey, I get emotional when I miss out on stuff like this, don't judge me, K?) I turned to go and then I spotted this on a table of plastic containers! I am always a sucker for a metal box. And this one was cool...a little patina, a cute little latch. Geez, Louise!
I opened it up and look what was inside...prepare to say "Awwww..."
...and after I grabbed my treasure Mr. Jenny and I tooled around the neighborhood, drinking a latte from Dutch Brothers coffee and hanging out.
And even though I won't use this to iron Mr. Jenny's shirts I will think of him whenever I see it in my laundry room.
Because this is Father's Day. And he is the best, kindest, most wonderful supportive, loving and supportive guy in the world...to all of our kids and Grands and to me. Oh, and did I mention, he's now a well-trained garage sale spotter!?!
Yea, he definitely deserves those crispy, neat, smelling of sunshine shirts.
My little travel iron treasure is linked to Debbie's Garage Salen! Visit the rest of the cool treasures by clicking here!