
My daughter and son in law are BIG TIME into Ebay, and I take full credit for it. In addition to being one of Alabama's finest, he is also a master mechanic. He piddles around with cars, buys them cheap, fixes them up and sells them. I had been telling him for over a year, that there was good money to be made on Ebay. He was skeptical, but finally took his mother in laws advice and that has now grew into another full time job for him and Princess.
It wasn't long before Princess got in on the act and began selling the children's clothing they could no longer wear. From there, whenever she would come upon a great deal or sale while shopping, she would snap it up and resale it on Ebay.
Well, after almost 2 years, she has sold everything in their closets that she could possibly sale. I just happened to mention to her not long ago, a book I purchased at a thrift store for 29 cents, I turned around and sold on Ebay for right at $14.00.
For years she has listened to me as I brag about my thrift store finds...designer purses and handbags, brand name clothing....etc, always turning up her nose and shaking her head. It finally hit home with her, when I purchased a Perlina of New York handbag last year for $2.49, and showed her the very same bag on their site with a retail of $285.00!
So, she has been after me for weeks to go with her to the thrift store so she can replenish her Ebay stock. Yesterday morning, I arrived bright and early at her house ready to go.
If you have followed my blog, you know that Princess and I can not and should not shop together. She is a look at everything and take your time shopper, while I am the hit and run type. 2 hours is my limit in any store and that is stretching it.
We arrived and divided the children, she took 14 month old Angel and I got almost 3 year old Trooper Junior.
Right away he begins to talk....about EVERYTHING. Trooper Junior never meets a stranger and feels the need to point out "certain" things about his Me-Ma.
"Me-Ma has big boobies"
"Me-Ma has a tree" (My tattoo)

(IT ISN'T A TREE)
"Me-Ma make boo-boo cweam pie"
"Me-Ma shake a booty" (Dance)
"Me-Ma sing A-Donk" (HONKY TONK BADONKADONK by TRACE ADKINS)
He spots the section of toys and stuffed animals and from all the way across the store spies....ELMO!
TROOPER JUNIOR:"See Elmo, Me-Ma.....see Elmo"
ME-MA:"Later.", then under my breath, "Elmo is the devil"
TROOPER JUNIOR:"See Elmo, now Me-Ma"
ME-MA: "Let me look at this first, and then we'll go see Elmo."
TROOPER JUNIOR: "No."
ME-MA:" Aren't you having fun with Me-Ma?"
TROOPER JUNIOR: "No. I not have fun with Me-Ma."
A clerk working in that section busted out laughing.
A police officer came strolling in and I prayed he would not see him ,so quickly we rolled in the other direction (later, you'll see why).
On the shelf is a 4 foot tall stuffed Elmo...with big ol' eyes on top the size of golf balls. He has a fit and I toss Elmo in the buggy. We bump into Princess and Angel.
PRINCESS: "Mama...he doesn't need another Elmo."
ME-MA: "We are just taking Elmo for a ride, that's all. I'll ditch him later."
PRINCESS: (LAUGHING), "Okay, Mama. See how well that works."
ME-MA: "You forget dear, that I am a pro at this. Used to do it all the time with you and your brother."
Just as we turn the corner, there is the police officer.
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Po'po.....Hey, look Me-Ma... Po'po."
"Po'po", is another little thing he might have picked up from Me-Ma.
The officer stops in his tracks, turns and smiles at Trooper Junior.
OFFICER: "Po'po....where did you hear that little man?"
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Me-Ma, say it."
OFFICER: "Really......"
ME-MA: "His daddy is a State Trooper and he calls him, Po'po, too."
OFFICER: "That explains it."
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Me-Ma, has big boobies."
OFFICER: 10-4.
I go in search of Princess.
ME-MA: "How about switching kids with me?"
PRINCESS: "Why?"
ME-MA: "Because yours can hardly talk."
Over by the shelves of televisions, "Berney" (Barney) is on ALL OF THEM.
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Watch Berney....watch Berney"
We stood there for about 5 minutes watching, "Berney", then he spots a small stuffed, "Berney", and has to have him.
Fine....I hand him, "Berney".
5 minutes later, he spots, on the bottom book shelf, Elmo.
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Elmo book, Me-Ma....Elmo book".
ME-MA: "I don't see an Elmo book."
CLERK: "He's right, I just put one out....let's see...it is right.......here...."
She hands Trooper Junior, not just an Elmo book, but a TALKING...GIGGLING...TOILET FLUSHING Elmo book about going to the potty. So, now, big Elmo is cooling it in the buggy, while Trooper Junior has "Berney", sitting beside him, and is now pressing ALL the buttons on this blasted book.
Among the sounds, is Elmo saying:
"I have to go potty", followed by a flushing toilet sound.
While he is distracted with the book, I take the opportunity to ditch Elmo, quickly removing him from the buggy and sticking him on a bottom shelf.
5 minutes later he looks back and discovers Elmo is M.I.A.
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Where my Elmo?"
ME-MA: "Elmo had to go use the potty."
TROOPER JUNIOR: "Okay." (sound of flushing toilet from the book)
Later Ya'll....^Belle^