Dumpster Divin'

It’s a long-standing family joke that certain members of Dave’s family have been known to “recycle” treasures that others have thrown away (and sometimes give them as gifts, too).  Well, this weekend Dave showed he was truly his father’s son, when he spotted a perfectly good wooden desk leaning against the dumpster outside our apartments.  We’d been looking for one on CraigsList for weeks, and here was one for free!  So I helped him load it up into the back of his truck, and he took it over to the new house.  I guess it’s sort of a family rite of passage: you’re not a true B______ until you’ve done SOME form of dumpster diving!  LOL!