However, I have a bit of an antique habit. I love the odd piece of rusty junk and quite often will cart something home, even if I don't know what I will end up doing with it. Take yesterday, for example. The chiclets and myself were out and about, running errands and doing a little Christmas shopping. I came upon a large star made out of old tobacco sticks and a a refurbished garden cart.
I decided that they had to come with me.
Even if I had children and packages in my car already.
It was quite a feat of engineering to get those two pieces in the backseat....and someone still had to ride back there!
Not to worry, everyone arrived home safe and sound.
For now the star is propped up in the "red room".
Secret Agent Man was especially excited about these purchases. Whenever I arrive home with such purchases his traditional statement is typically, "Where are you going to put that?"