{"id":367,"date":"2012-09-06T00:27:49","date_gmt":"2012-09-06T00:27:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kandynolesstevens.com\/?p=367"},"modified":"2012-09-06T00:27:49","modified_gmt":"2012-09-06T00:27:49","slug":"24-days-to-go-where-are-they-now","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/?p=367","title":{"rendered":"24 Days to Go: Where are they now?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/kandynolesstevens.files.wordpress.com\/2012\/09\/24-hours.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-368\" title=\"24 hours\" src=\"http:\/\/kandynolesstevens.files.wordpress.com\/2012\/09\/24-hours.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"259\" height=\"194\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Yesterday, I received a text from our friend\u00a0in charge of auction donations\u00a0that said, \u201cCall me when you get home.\u00a0 There is something at your house.\u201d\u00a0 The following text raised an eyebrow.\u00a0 \u201cAll I can say is my daughter said THIS is HUGE.\u201d\u00a0 We were gone to a football game, and honestly, I had forgotten about the texts until I walked in the door and saw 4\u2019x4\u2019 box sitting at my dining room table.<\/p>\n<p><em>What in the world?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Then I remembered the text.\u00a0 That recollection was followed by laughing aloud. They weren\u2019t kidding when they said huge.\u00a0 No hidden subtlety there.<\/p>\n<p>That got me to thinking about our auction and some of the most unusual items we have had in the years past.\u00a0 We have had some cool stuff, but there have definitely been some that I wondered if anyone would ever bid on that.\u00a0\u00a0 (My fear being I would become their permanent home.)<\/p>\n<p>To my surprise, those items tend to be the most hotly contested ones.\u00a0 It is good to know that I live among people with a good sense of humor.\u00a0 That\u2019s the optimistic outlook, because the alternative would be that I live among a community of people with odd decorating tastes.<\/p>\n<p>The first year\u2019s item that really took the bull by the horns was just that \u2013 a mounted set of bullhorns.\u00a0 I\u2019m telling you when those bovine trophies showed up at my house I guffawed.\u00a0 But my visions of being stuck with them were over quickly because they found a new home and moo-ved (I couldn\u2019t resist) on out at Reed\u2019s Run.<\/p>\n<p>The second item that got some good chuckles among our crew was a chainsaw carved beaver that literally was stored at one house, before moving to ours.\u00a0 On the journey over,\u00a0we called up our neighbors and said, \u201cBring all the kids out on the front lawn because you don\u2019t want to miss this.\u201d\u00a0 Our neighbors with equally quirky senses of humor obliged and then they helped us move that buck-toothed behemoth.\u00a0 That escapade was followed by a general joke fest with my favorite being, \u201cYou might be a redneck if you call up your neighbors and ask them to move a 200-lb beaver.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So it seems that we have ourselves a genuine (got to pronounce that \u201cgen-u-wine\u201d with a twist of Southern drawl) threepeat here this year.\u00a0 That large box, which took up half my dining room table, houses an equally as large neon sign. \u00a0Yeppers \u2013 It reads \u201cOpen 24 hours\u201d!<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t exactly know where my old friends \u201cBull-horns\u201d and \u201cChainsaw Beaver\u201d are, but I would be interested in hearing about their whereabouts.\u00a0 I am also really looking forward meeting to the new owner of \u201cNeon sign\u201d.\u00a0 It is not, (I repeat), NOT going in my kitchen.<\/p>\n<p>It never gets dull around here before Reed\u2019s Run.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday, I received a text from our friend\u00a0in charge of auction donations\u00a0that said, \u201cCall me when you get home.\u00a0 There is something at your house.\u201d\u00a0 The following text raised an eyebrow.\u00a0 \u201cAll I can say is my daughter said THIS is HUGE.\u201d\u00a0 We were gone to a football game, and honestly, I had forgotten about [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/367"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=367"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/367\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=367"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=367"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.realsweetgrace.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=367"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}