This morning I looked across the cul-de-sac and saw that our neighbors were having a garage sale. Moving in only weeks after us, but not yet having met them yet, I made a stop while taking the kids on a walk.
The owner of the home very politely introduced herself while I noticed that paired with her jeans and Columbia windbreaker were a great big pair of faux pearl earrings. Did I mention that she was also selling her old danceline jackets?
I think I made a new best friend.
(Okay, please don't think I'm shallow enough to make a friend purely based on pearls and a history of high school dance. Well, maybe the pearls...)