Dig This Treasure!

Today I was cleaning out my own ebay world, all in preparation for Sarah’s and my garage sale happening June 8th.  Last year’s garage sale was a huge success, so I am busy pulling every last piece of junk out of my house to sell this year.

My “ebay world” (in our basement) is full of things that didn’t sell on ebay and things I never got around to selling on ebay.

You might notice an Effanbee doll, I think I bought at this sale.  I never sold it on ebay because I noticed its wig was falling off, and so I tried to super glue it back on, but then the glue ate part of the hair.  Oy.

There’s also this stupid Teddy Ruxpin caterpillar friend I bought at a weird consignment shop I made Sarah stop at.  I don’t know if we ever wrote about it, but basically I thought I could resell this thing.  Except that he is missing an important cable cord that lets him speak with Teddy Ruxpin.  UGH.

And then there is Mrs. Beasley.  I DEFINITELY could have resold her, but remember that little hair bonnet I made for her?  Since her hair was all sticking up and mangled?  Well, it didn’t work.  Into the garage sale she goes.

OK, so on to the real point of this entry and the TTFYHO (Things That Freak Your Husband Out).  So I’m packing up all these items, and I see these legs sticking out of one of my cupboards.

AND THEN I REMEMBERED.  I bought these insanely creepy clown dolls at a sale and ended up never listing them on ebay.  I just forgot about them.  I think I hid them away because of how terrifying they are, and then let them slip from memory.

This isn’t the first time that one of us has freaked our husband out by buying something clown-related.  However, this is the first time that one of us went to extra lengths to make sure that our husband was TO THE MAX creeped out.

Here’s what happened:

A few months ago, Zach bought a security camera because there had been some break-ins in our neighborhood.  Well, that’s part of the reason.  We were also generally curious to spy on the neighbors, mailman, general street traffic, etc.  

The camera works by turning on when it senses motion.  It then snaps a series of photos and emails them to Zach.  Every morning when he would check his email, it was the same old thing: cars driving by, a stray cat walking by, or just the wind setting the darn thing off.  

Until I decided to creep outside one night…

And that’s how Zach died.  He opened his email, saw this pic, screamed, and died. The End.

-Erin

Update from Sarah: I just wanted to add that Erin is incapable of saying “Teddy Ruxpin.” She kept saying “Teddy Rupskin” the day she bought that dumb caterpillar, even after I tried to help her pronounce it correctly. We were both LOLin’.