This darling wool kilt was the only thing I dug out of the giant pile of children's clothing on my lawn. It's a size 4, so I'll put it away for Maren for next year but just look at that little kilt pin! That was definitely worth a quarter. I also bought a neat pair of vintage shoes for $2.00 (eBay-bound because at size 6 they'd fit about half my foot), a tall Haeger aqua vase (not the "good" kind of Haeger, the florist kind but still looks great with my aqua pottery collection) and what I believe to be my very first ever Fenton glass find! I think that is a Silvercrest footed candy dish.
Quin left on Wednesday for work and will be gone for 2.5 weeks. {sigh} That would explain why when I got home last night at 7:15 p.m. after a very long, busy day in which Maren had no nap, the garage door decided to be broken. Thank you, Mr. Murphy, you big jerk! The back slider door was latched, and the front door was not only deadbolted but the anti-Maren-escape latch at the top was slid to, making my keys useless. After I cried a little, I summoned my Hulk strength and heaved up the garage door just enough so I could get in and unlock the front door. At least it didn't happen when I was home, trapping both cars inside the garage--there's nothing that will unhinge me like being trapped in a house without the possibility of escape. (Even if I don't want to go anywhere, knowing I can't freaks me out.) It's not a crisis, but it certainly is an inconvenience, so I'll be putting in a call to the ol' Home Teachers this afternoon.
This morning we're heading over to a big church rummage sale downtown. It's a bit of a drive but it's an old church with people who've been members forever, and generally old people=good old junk! We went to this church's sale last year and picked up some fun stuff. I'm not sure how I'm going to wrangle Maren--the sale is held in the church's social area and it's pretty packed. Last year I strapped her into a small stroller but even that was difficult. This year the footrest on that stroller is broken, plus she can get out of the buckles anyway so it might prove to be more hindrance than help. I know I'm going to really wish I had gotten a babysitter, but I'm going to take her anyway. Hopefully I can find some goodies to make the drive & the hassle worth it!
You still have until noon MDT to enter into this week's drawing! I'll pick the winner when I get back later this afternoon and I promise I won't take so long to announce it this week. :)
Things always go wrong when the men leave, don't they? Even if it's something they can't help or fix, you still want to cry and whack them one for leaving.
ReplyDeleteWhy don't you use your 2.5 weeks to master your ukulele playing since the book is a did. ha!
You DID get some glorious junk! :o) I think I own that same ukelele book, actually. I bought my husband a ukelele and a book on how to play when we lived in Hawaii. I have to dust them both off periodically. lol
ReplyDeleteWhen I was going into Kinder I wanted a kilt sooo bad. But, it had to be a kilt with a real pin. No baby buckles for me! My mom found one at a boutique and spent the $$ to get it for me. She still has my kilt and when I went to Scotland about ten years ago, I picked up a kilt with a real pin for my cousin. That was a steal!
ReplyDeleteGreat goodies! I always love old sewing goodies ;)
ReplyDeleteLove the little white dish!
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