It's here. This Saturday, from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. the 13th annual Garage Mahal will fill the city of Whiting.
If you're not familiar Garage Mahal, it's a city-wide garage sale actually held at people's houses. You can get a listing after 8 a.m. Saturday on the corner at Indianapolis Boulevard and 119th Street, or in front of the Whiting-Robertsdale Chamber of Commerce office at 1417 119th St.
Or, as I usually do, just drive around. It's the perfect place for buying baby items, furniture, sporting equipment, clothing and collectibles. One year, I actually saw somebody walking away from a sale with a kitchen sink.
There's always tons of Christmas stuff, too. Last year, I bought these two wonderful pieces made out of that super thin metal material which hasn't been made in years. They were decorated with these very old glass ornaments. The lady who sold them is in her 80's and said they had belonged to her mom.
I adore them and they looked great on my "new" antique organ. And when I've passed, my daughters can say, "Yes, these belonged to my mother," because they'll probably sell them on Ebay.
Speaking of daughters, last weekend was my daughter's wedding. Jonna had her sister, Holly, as her maid of honor. Somehow, my sweet little girls have turned into beautiful women.
I've been a nervous wreck for weeks about putting up the wedding canopy because it was all choreographed to music and words by Stephen Sondheim, both our daughters' favorite musical theater composer.
It starts out with a piece of white material and with each added word, (design, harmony, balance) the material is unfolded again and again until the end where people holding poles, attach the material and presto chango, all of a sudden the canopy decorated with flowers is there. The first time it worked, I got choked up.
It was magical, as was the entire wedding.
They say the only times that you see everybody who means something to you gathered together in one place is at weddings or funerals. A wedding is the preferred choice.
You know how your life can flash before your eyes? For me, it happened there as I saw her friends from high school, college, and many of our dearest family friends who traveled to Minnesota for the wedding. Since travel was their theme, we figured out that people traveled more than 21,485 miles to be there.
The tradition now is to have both your parents escort you down the aisle, but we opted for Jonna to be "given away" by her father. Dads don't have a lot to do with wedding plans, so I think walking your little girl down the aisle is a privilege that should be his alone.
Jonna and Dan's first dance will always be my favorite memory. They did a tap dance routine to "Me and My Gal" and I've never seen such sheer delight as was on her face as they danced together.
So, dear reader, you're now safe from any more maudlin MOB stories. . .until become a grandma for the first time!