In brief:
Had treatment #2 on this new drug yesterday. Infusion went smoothly.
I'm still in love with my Purple Power Port. (ENGAGE!)
We forgot to get pics this time. Later on, Keith asked if I thought that meant we were getting to used to this whole deal.
Docs think everything is going fine. They disagree with my PCP about my thyroid levels. Blood sugar is slowly coming under control.
After two more treatments, I'll be scanned again.
Nurse who drew blood from the port for labs dripped saline all over my arm and didn't even notice.
Center was backed up yesterday---bad. Waited over two hours to get seen by docs before treatment.
Worst part of wait was listening to folks gripe. Wanted to lean to woman next to me and say "Patient waiting is best done quietly." This is what books and puzzle magazines are for.
Glad Keith was with me.
Talked to a young dude (20's) and his mom. He started treatment with the chemo I did way back when. Kind of gave him heads up on stuff.
Feel okay--just a little tired.
Weekend yard sales look good for Derby day. Several cancelled sales from last week rescheduled. Bring it!
Free Comic Book Day will only be two days at favorite shop instead of a week as in past. Bummer. Sale they are running those two days kind of makes up for it. Kinda.
That's it for now. See ya!
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Weekend Finds (Well, some of them, anyway...)
I decided to take all of Saturday's purchases right to the Peddlers Mall on Sunday and price them all there, which means the pics were all taken there. Be prepared for some awkward compositions and perhaps the odd customer arm or leg in a photo. Sunday was a busy day there. Well, in every booth but mine. Grrr.....
I ended up having a "moment" towards the end of the afternoon, which resulted in a bunch of the smalls not getting photographed. More on that in a moment.
We went to three sales on Saturday--two church sales and a porch sale at a historic house. The rain pretty much killed everything else. It happens some times. The church sales were two of my regulars, typically full of good finds and even better prices. Apparently, an estate had been donated to one of them this year. There was a lot more older stuff there than usual. Unfortunately, it was all priced much higher than normal for this sale. They had all the estate items set up in a special room. People were passing through it without buying anything and heading to the room with the bargains.
At the other sale, we were some of the first ones through the door. I had a nice stash going at the register before you could say "Bargains!" I also had the pleasure of pointing out to another vendor (who can be just a tad pushy) that it was my pile he made a beeline for. I perhaps enjoyed that more than I should. Perhaps.
Of course, I found some stuff:
The chair was already at my booth. I was really tickled to find the orchard baskets. Please don't tell anyone that the legs of that chair are sitting just slightly outside the boundaries of my booth (the black tape lines).
Can't go wrong with a good picnic basket. I've been finding a lot of these lately. I love the lid on this one.
I'm also finding a lot of plant stands and racks. The small one is some kind of retail rack, I think. It's been painted black. One of these days, I'll remember to move crap out of the background when I take a shot like this.
This one is a little blurry. It's also the BC (before cleaning) shot. Metal drawers and cases? Yes, please! That brown thing is the biggest insulator I've ever seen. The black box has an insurance agent's name on it--I guess for papers? The FP bus is rough, but it's my mission to rescue all the FP toys I can afford to. The trash can has already sold.
Finally, a beautiful Amish style hex plate.
And now for the "moment." I had set up another vignette of smalls for a picture. It was mainly books, but there were a few other things there as well. Immediately after setting it up, I began to take it apart, price the items, and place them on my shelves. It was only when I was nearly done with this process that I stopped and thought: "Wait. Did I take the picture?" A quick check of the camera showed that, no, I had not taken the picture. But it was too late.
Sorry, but I'm just not dedicated enough to hunt all that stuff down and recreate the vignette for a picture, only to have to put it all back again.
I know. I know.
All together now: BAD JUNK BLOGGER!
I ended up having a "moment" towards the end of the afternoon, which resulted in a bunch of the smalls not getting photographed. More on that in a moment.
We went to three sales on Saturday--two church sales and a porch sale at a historic house. The rain pretty much killed everything else. It happens some times. The church sales were two of my regulars, typically full of good finds and even better prices. Apparently, an estate had been donated to one of them this year. There was a lot more older stuff there than usual. Unfortunately, it was all priced much higher than normal for this sale. They had all the estate items set up in a special room. People were passing through it without buying anything and heading to the room with the bargains.
At the other sale, we were some of the first ones through the door. I had a nice stash going at the register before you could say "Bargains!" I also had the pleasure of pointing out to another vendor (who can be just a tad pushy) that it was my pile he made a beeline for. I perhaps enjoyed that more than I should. Perhaps.
Of course, I found some stuff:
The chair was already at my booth. I was really tickled to find the orchard baskets. Please don't tell anyone that the legs of that chair are sitting just slightly outside the boundaries of my booth (the black tape lines).
Can't go wrong with a good picnic basket. I've been finding a lot of these lately. I love the lid on this one.
I'm also finding a lot of plant stands and racks. The small one is some kind of retail rack, I think. It's been painted black. One of these days, I'll remember to move crap out of the background when I take a shot like this.
This one is a little blurry. It's also the BC (before cleaning) shot. Metal drawers and cases? Yes, please! That brown thing is the biggest insulator I've ever seen. The black box has an insurance agent's name on it--I guess for papers? The FP bus is rough, but it's my mission to rescue all the FP toys I can afford to. The trash can has already sold.
Finally, a beautiful Amish style hex plate.
And now for the "moment." I had set up another vignette of smalls for a picture. It was mainly books, but there were a few other things there as well. Immediately after setting it up, I began to take it apart, price the items, and place them on my shelves. It was only when I was nearly done with this process that I stopped and thought: "Wait. Did I take the picture?" A quick check of the camera showed that, no, I had not taken the picture. But it was too late.
Sorry, but I'm just not dedicated enough to hunt all that stuff down and recreate the vignette for a picture, only to have to put it all back again.
I know. I know.
All together now: BAD JUNK BLOGGER!
Monday, April 27, 2015
Monday Rambles
I am about to utter blasphemy. Gasp!
I wish that damn horse race would hurry up and get here so I can go back to selling shit. I'm freaking dying here! Sheesh!
At least, Free Comic Book Day is this Saturday. I am planning to go to four different comic shops. Yay!
I made the mistake the other day of turning on the bathroom faucet a little so that Chiquito could play in the water and I could have some peace while Idid my business meditated on world affairs. Now he expects it every time some one goes in the bathroom. Sigh!
Apparently, this is the day I end every short little thought or paragraph with an exclamation of some type. Oh Boy!
That last one was sarcasm, if you couldn't tell. Really?
That was more of a question than an exclamation. Oops!
Okay, I'll stop now. This might be a good time to remind everyone that these posts are called "Monday Rambles" for a reason.
I go back tomorrow for treatment #2. I still have a few rashy patches, so I'll ask about a cream for them. (Thanks, Joy for that good idea!) The biggest problem I'm having is this drug is playing havoc with my blood sugar. My primary care doctor and I are trying to get that back under control, but it's tough. My thyroid levels are also low, which is another effect of this medicine. I guess I'll be going on something for that.
It rained most of Saturday morning, but there were a good handful of indoor sales, so we pressed on. I even remembered the Mazda shot. I spent Sunday trying to pull my booths back from the brink of disaster. I'm probably going back today to finish up. I might light one of my Saint Jude candles when I am there. Couldn't hurt. I wonder who the patron saint of re-sellers is?
Seriously, I've had one good sales day in the past week. I'm still selling stuff every day, so that's something. It also looks like I'll at least make the low end of my monthly goals, although it was doubtful for a moment. I just hate to see all this good stuff and treasures sitting around unpurchased. Well, Derby is Saturday, so maybe things will pick up after that.
Also, I had a good day at Goodwill last week:
I've never found one of those mouse banks in such good shape before. You can hardly tell for that mess of red hair, but he even still has his hat. Usually, they're naked and beat up and the seller wants one of your kidneys for them.
I'm becoming rather fond of the Southern Indiana Goodwills. They rotate the colors of their tags, which means there's always a color that's half-off. Small furniture is usually well-priced. (There are exceptions to this.) Plus, they have a frequent buyer program which allows you to get your card stamped for every ten dollars you purchase. After ten stamps, you get ten dollars off! The Kentucky stores could take a few lessons here, I think. The Saint Vincent de Paul stores here do the rotating color discount thing, and I think the Goodwills might lose out on some business because of it. I know I prefer the SVDP stores over the GW's on this side of the river.
I'm planning on taking it easy this week after my treatment. The weather is supposed to be lovely all week, so I think I'll do some sitting out back with a book or two. That sounds nice to me. If I remember, I'll let you know what I'm reading.
I wish that damn horse race would hurry up and get here so I can go back to selling shit. I'm freaking dying here! Sheesh!
At least, Free Comic Book Day is this Saturday. I am planning to go to four different comic shops. Yay!
I made the mistake the other day of turning on the bathroom faucet a little so that Chiquito could play in the water and I could have some peace while I
Apparently, this is the day I end every short little thought or paragraph with an exclamation of some type. Oh Boy!
That last one was sarcasm, if you couldn't tell. Really?
That was more of a question than an exclamation. Oops!
Okay, I'll stop now. This might be a good time to remind everyone that these posts are called "Monday Rambles" for a reason.
I go back tomorrow for treatment #2. I still have a few rashy patches, so I'll ask about a cream for them. (Thanks, Joy for that good idea!) The biggest problem I'm having is this drug is playing havoc with my blood sugar. My primary care doctor and I are trying to get that back under control, but it's tough. My thyroid levels are also low, which is another effect of this medicine. I guess I'll be going on something for that.
It rained most of Saturday morning, but there were a good handful of indoor sales, so we pressed on. I even remembered the Mazda shot. I spent Sunday trying to pull my booths back from the brink of disaster. I'm probably going back today to finish up. I might light one of my Saint Jude candles when I am there. Couldn't hurt. I wonder who the patron saint of re-sellers is?
Seriously, I've had one good sales day in the past week. I'm still selling stuff every day, so that's something. It also looks like I'll at least make the low end of my monthly goals, although it was doubtful for a moment. I just hate to see all this good stuff and treasures sitting around unpurchased. Well, Derby is Saturday, so maybe things will pick up after that.
Also, I had a good day at Goodwill last week:
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| Hey Bay-bee! |
I've never found one of those mouse banks in such good shape before. You can hardly tell for that mess of red hair, but he even still has his hat. Usually, they're naked and beat up and the seller wants one of your kidneys for them.
I'm becoming rather fond of the Southern Indiana Goodwills. They rotate the colors of their tags, which means there's always a color that's half-off. Small furniture is usually well-priced. (There are exceptions to this.) Plus, they have a frequent buyer program which allows you to get your card stamped for every ten dollars you purchase. After ten stamps, you get ten dollars off! The Kentucky stores could take a few lessons here, I think. The Saint Vincent de Paul stores here do the rotating color discount thing, and I think the Goodwills might lose out on some business because of it. I know I prefer the SVDP stores over the GW's on this side of the river.
I'm planning on taking it easy this week after my treatment. The weather is supposed to be lovely all week, so I think I'll do some sitting out back with a book or two. That sounds nice to me. If I remember, I'll let you know what I'm reading.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
What's in Mazda?
It rained all day yesterday, so the sale action was minimal, but there were three indoor sales, including two of the best church sales in town. This shot doesn't include a brass mirror that I had to unload early on. More on that later. We also went to an out of town vendor mall where I found a few things. More details and the smalls in a day or two. In the meantime, take a gander and tell me what you see in Mazda.
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Retro Y'all
There is only one person on this planet who can rock those clothes and that hair and not look totally ridiculous.
Friday, April 24, 2015
Fun Finds: Circus Poster
During the closing of my beloved Dixie Peddlers Mall, I had the opportunity to obtain an awful lot of free stuff from vendors that didn't want to move it. In my booth right now, there is a loveseat and a drop leaf table that were given to me by different vendors. One of my favorite gifts is this:
The poster itself is vintage and the image is actually on both sides. The frame is solid wood, with a wood back panel. It's heavy.
One of the vendors by me was cleaning out his backroom as it got near the end and wheeled this out in a cart with some other items. It was one of his last loads. It caught my eye right away, but I was extremely busy getting stuff boxed up and hauled out.
We talked for a bit and he went on. He was a pretty good neighbor to me over the years. Whenever he'd clean his booth out, he'd toss a few cast-offs my way. Always good stuff. I used to swap him books and such.
I had been making a pile of boxes out back, waiting for Keith to arrive with the truck we were renting. He was loading his pick up right beside my pile. I went back up for another load of boxes, and he came up a few minutes later. He told me he had left some "presents" for me beside my boxes. I figured it was going to be some small stuff, but when I went back down later, there was the poster. He had decided he didn't want to take it with him.
Good neighbors are hard to come by.
PS Is it just me, or does that ringmaster look like Robert Goulet?
The poster itself is vintage and the image is actually on both sides. The frame is solid wood, with a wood back panel. It's heavy.
One of the vendors by me was cleaning out his backroom as it got near the end and wheeled this out in a cart with some other items. It was one of his last loads. It caught my eye right away, but I was extremely busy getting stuff boxed up and hauled out.
We talked for a bit and he went on. He was a pretty good neighbor to me over the years. Whenever he'd clean his booth out, he'd toss a few cast-offs my way. Always good stuff. I used to swap him books and such.
I had been making a pile of boxes out back, waiting for Keith to arrive with the truck we were renting. He was loading his pick up right beside my pile. I went back up for another load of boxes, and he came up a few minutes later. He told me he had left some "presents" for me beside my boxes. I figured it was going to be some small stuff, but when I went back down later, there was the poster. He had decided he didn't want to take it with him.
Good neighbors are hard to come by.
PS Is it just me, or does that ringmaster look like Robert Goulet?
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Finally, the finds!
Thanks for all the kind birthday wishes for Keith. He had a good birthday, for sure and was tickled by both the blog post yesterday and the responses.
I finally have the pics of the finds from this weekend. There's one box of stuff that I cannot find right now. Don't you hate it when that happens? Oh well.
I was anticipating a slow day. People just don't do yard sales on the day of the big fireworks show. True to form, there weren't very many, but it's quality and not quantity that counts in this business.
My favorite sale was the one that was run by a teenager, a young man about 16 or so. He said his mother had gone to bed (!) and left him in charge. As far as he was concerned, the stuff was there to be gotten rid of, so he was giving great prices!
Another sale was at the church (!) I used to attend. I always look forward to this one, but kind of dread it a little too. For the first few years after I left, there would be someone there who tried to talk me into coming back to the church. This would make for an awkward experience for everyone. Nowadays, they seem to accept that they'll see me once a year at the sale and we talk like old friends catching up. I like that better.
We wrapped things up at an estate sale on half off day! Love half off day! And the original prices were really good, so half off was even better! There was also a lot of good stuff left for half off day. I think this one was actually family-run, which makes the good prices even more surprising. Usually the family sales can run pretty high, price wise.
So what did I get?
A box of Bible study guides. There's a least one for each book of the Bible. I love the covers that have the colored scrolls on them.
Jesus stuff = Happy Eddie!
Assorted smalls. The white statue is a commemorative from the 1972 Olympics. The little soldier/guard dude might have a celluloid face. Is there any way I can tell for sure? We need to look closer at that little metal thing on the right.
It looks kind of like a cash register, but it's a math learning thing. Pull the lever down and different problem pop up. Solve the problems.
Then lift the little flap and check your work! I love it!
Folding outdoor side table. The knot motif makes me think it was used either for camping or sailing.
This got me the Keith eyeroll of the day. It's larger than it looks in the pics--about two feet across. Who doesn't want a large wooden box? I think it would make a good planter.
Knitting needles and thread. Most of the thread spools are wooden. They're all bound for jars, once I find my stash. Those really big white needles intrigue me. Someone who knits, please tell me what those are used for.
I stashed this in the shed and didn't feel like pulling it out. It's from the church sale. This is the back of it where supplies could be stored. I used to work in professional development and I know what metal rolling podiums like this cost retail. Three bucks is a steal. Could not pass it up.
BIG NUDIE KEWPIE! That's what her price tag is going to say. I'm tempted to make her a skirt out of that string of peppers.
I also had the chance to go to an out of town Goodwill, where I found this plant stand. I have been looking for one of these babies for a while now.
And now I am all caught up. For the moment. If you will excuse me, I have some stuff to price.
I finally have the pics of the finds from this weekend. There's one box of stuff that I cannot find right now. Don't you hate it when that happens? Oh well.
I was anticipating a slow day. People just don't do yard sales on the day of the big fireworks show. True to form, there weren't very many, but it's quality and not quantity that counts in this business.
My favorite sale was the one that was run by a teenager, a young man about 16 or so. He said his mother had gone to bed (!) and left him in charge. As far as he was concerned, the stuff was there to be gotten rid of, so he was giving great prices!
Another sale was at the church (!) I used to attend. I always look forward to this one, but kind of dread it a little too. For the first few years after I left, there would be someone there who tried to talk me into coming back to the church. This would make for an awkward experience for everyone. Nowadays, they seem to accept that they'll see me once a year at the sale and we talk like old friends catching up. I like that better.
We wrapped things up at an estate sale on half off day! Love half off day! And the original prices were really good, so half off was even better! There was also a lot of good stuff left for half off day. I think this one was actually family-run, which makes the good prices even more surprising. Usually the family sales can run pretty high, price wise.
So what did I get?
A box of Bible study guides. There's a least one for each book of the Bible. I love the covers that have the colored scrolls on them.
Jesus stuff = Happy Eddie!
Assorted smalls. The white statue is a commemorative from the 1972 Olympics. The little soldier/guard dude might have a celluloid face. Is there any way I can tell for sure? We need to look closer at that little metal thing on the right.
It looks kind of like a cash register, but it's a math learning thing. Pull the lever down and different problem pop up. Solve the problems.
Then lift the little flap and check your work! I love it!
Folding outdoor side table. The knot motif makes me think it was used either for camping or sailing.
This got me the Keith eyeroll of the day. It's larger than it looks in the pics--about two feet across. Who doesn't want a large wooden box? I think it would make a good planter.
Knitting needles and thread. Most of the thread spools are wooden. They're all bound for jars, once I find my stash. Those really big white needles intrigue me. Someone who knits, please tell me what those are used for.
BIG NUDIE KEWPIE! That's what her price tag is going to say. I'm tempted to make her a skirt out of that string of peppers.
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| Ignore the Mazda clutter |
And now I am all caught up. For the moment. If you will excuse me, I have some stuff to price.
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH!
Today is my Sweet Babboo's birthday. He's a year older now than he was yesterday. Wow! That's a lot of years. But not as many as there will be.
This one's for him.
One of his favorite songs by one of his favorite singers in a video I don't believe he has ever seen.
We've got plans for later on tonight, but for right now, let this post kick things off.
Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband!
I LOVE YOU!
This one's for him.
One of his favorite songs by one of his favorite singers in a video I don't believe he has ever seen.
We've got plans for later on tonight, but for right now, let this post kick things off.
Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband!
I LOVE YOU!
Monday, April 20, 2015
Monday Rambles
You all know I'm a terrible, bad, horrible junk blogger, right?
Good. That's established.
Then you won't be surprised when I tell you that I had a really good day Saturday. Despite the fact that it was the day of the big fireworks show, we managed to get a decent amount of stuff, including some good large items. And I forgot to get a Mazda shot!!!!
Bad junk blogging. That's what it is.
Due to the big hoopla downtown, we didn't take anything to the booth, so I can still get some pics and post it all later in the week. I'm not going to put it all back in Mazda, though. Sorry. I'm also a lazy blogger.
Booth sales have been lackluster lately. I only had one good day last week, and that was only because I sold a large item, the only one of those I sold all week. Derby malaise is here! (Of course, I'm partly responsible for this as well. My "little old man" booth is out of control and I have lacked the fortitude to tackle it the last few times I have been there.
Somehow, a bumble bee got in the house yesterday. I'm still trying to figure out how. Luckily, I got to it before Chiquito did. I'm not sure about the effects of bee venom on felines and I'm not really wanting to find out.
I'm starting to get small patchy rashes on my arms. They flare up and itch from time to time, but mostly they don't bother me. It's a sign that I'm having immune reactions to the new drug. If it stays this low key, then I'm not going to do anything about it, since it really doesn't bother me. I don't want to do steroids unless I'm covered head to toe. I will tell the doctor about it at my next infusion, which happens to be next week. My, how time flies.
Tomorrow is Keith's birthday. We've made it another year! I'll have a special post for him tomorrow. I got a special surprise in the mail last week. I'll do a post about it too. Overall, it should be a low key week around here, which is good. I have a lot of comics to bag and that takes a while.
It's going to be another on again, off again, on again, still on again, off again rainy week. Just like every other week this month. I'd still rather have this than the snow, but I'd also like to be able to send some of this rain to the areas of the country that really need it. The real problem for me is that I have a lot of stuff I need to do outside. I seem to have the unerring ability to waste all the non-rainy time working inside the house, then, right when I am ready to work outside, the rain starts. At least, Saturdays have been spared the rain.
Oh well, better get to work.
Good. That's established.
Then you won't be surprised when I tell you that I had a really good day Saturday. Despite the fact that it was the day of the big fireworks show, we managed to get a decent amount of stuff, including some good large items. And I forgot to get a Mazda shot!!!!
Bad junk blogging. That's what it is.
Due to the big hoopla downtown, we didn't take anything to the booth, so I can still get some pics and post it all later in the week. I'm not going to put it all back in Mazda, though. Sorry. I'm also a lazy blogger.
Booth sales have been lackluster lately. I only had one good day last week, and that was only because I sold a large item, the only one of those I sold all week. Derby malaise is here! (Of course, I'm partly responsible for this as well. My "little old man" booth is out of control and I have lacked the fortitude to tackle it the last few times I have been there.
Somehow, a bumble bee got in the house yesterday. I'm still trying to figure out how. Luckily, I got to it before Chiquito did. I'm not sure about the effects of bee venom on felines and I'm not really wanting to find out.
I'm starting to get small patchy rashes on my arms. They flare up and itch from time to time, but mostly they don't bother me. It's a sign that I'm having immune reactions to the new drug. If it stays this low key, then I'm not going to do anything about it, since it really doesn't bother me. I don't want to do steroids unless I'm covered head to toe. I will tell the doctor about it at my next infusion, which happens to be next week. My, how time flies.
Tomorrow is Keith's birthday. We've made it another year! I'll have a special post for him tomorrow. I got a special surprise in the mail last week. I'll do a post about it too. Overall, it should be a low key week around here, which is good. I have a lot of comics to bag and that takes a while.
It's going to be another on again, off again, on again, still on again, off again rainy week. Just like every other week this month. I'd still rather have this than the snow, but I'd also like to be able to send some of this rain to the areas of the country that really need it. The real problem for me is that I have a lot of stuff I need to do outside. I seem to have the unerring ability to waste all the non-rainy time working inside the house, then, right when I am ready to work outside, the rain starts. At least, Saturdays have been spared the rain.
Oh well, better get to work.
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Whatsit?
I apologize for this pic. I had a "moment" while I was taking pics of stuff at the booth on Saturday and ended up shooting video of several items, rather than still photos. I had already placed this one when I realized my mistake and didn't want to move it out again. (Lazy junker.)
I think you can see all the features I'm going to point out.
My question is, what is this table used for? It's got a gray cracked ice laminate top. (Which is one of those features that I always go right for!) The feet on the bottom are different--one is curved, while the other is right-angled. Finally, there's that odd handle thing on the end. Only one end. There's no spot on the other end where one would have been if it had fallen off.
I'm thinking that the end thing might mean it's for some kind of sewing or mending, but annot work it out in my head.
Anyone know? Let me know in comments.
I only paid a dollar for it and it's already sold. I got a good profit out of it, but, if I ever find another one, I want to be able to put something on the tag besides "Odd Little Table."
I call 'em as I see 'em.
Thanks. Y'all are great.
I think you can see all the features I'm going to point out.
My question is, what is this table used for? It's got a gray cracked ice laminate top. (Which is one of those features that I always go right for!) The feet on the bottom are different--one is curved, while the other is right-angled. Finally, there's that odd handle thing on the end. Only one end. There's no spot on the other end where one would have been if it had fallen off.
I'm thinking that the end thing might mean it's for some kind of sewing or mending, but annot work it out in my head.
Anyone know? Let me know in comments.
I only paid a dollar for it and it's already sold. I got a good profit out of it, but, if I ever find another one, I want to be able to put something on the tag besides "Odd Little Table."
I call 'em as I see 'em.
Thanks. Y'all are great.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
On the inside
One of the things that several of you all noted from this week's Mazda shot was "something plaid." The astute among you will also note that there was nothing plaid in Monday's overly long ramble. It was something that I held back for a separate post.
Here it is.
I know. It's just a metal plaid picnic basket. Nothing special about it really. Lots of bloggers find them. The top on this one is a little rough to boot. Why does this one get its own post?
Because of the remnants of the last picnic it went on that I found inside! Everything is there is vintage. The date on the newspaper is 1975. The whole idea is just so sweet that it needed to be shared. Sometimes you need to be reminded that these items that you're buying to make a little money on once had a life of their own.
Sweet.
Here it is.
I know. It's just a metal plaid picnic basket. Nothing special about it really. Lots of bloggers find them. The top on this one is a little rough to boot. Why does this one get its own post?
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| Those pink plates make me think of someone. |
Sweet.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Boxed up
This is the "greatest find ever" I was hinting at yesterday. I got it at what was billed as an estate sale, but was really an antique mall vendor dumping her wares.
They're old ticket boxes from Churchill Downs that the clerks would use to organize the payouts and such. Each slot is numbered for use with each of the days races. They're all worn and patinaed and wonderful. The smaller black one on top is missing the slots inside, but it has the addition of the hardware to hold the key for the lock. Not a very good security system, it seems to me.
Of course, nowadays, all that stuff is done with computers. No need for awesome boxes.
Aren't they cool?
I asked the woman how much they were and she said they were 20 each (!) but she'll go to ten each if I got more than one. Something possessed me at that moment, and I asked what she would do for all of them. We go back and forth a bit and finally settle on a number that makes us both happy. It was a good deal to be sure, but I'm used to walking away with a whole lot more stuff when I pay that much.
Part of me is going "What a great find!" but another part is saying "What have I done?' I try to never second guess myself when I buy, but I also feel like I'm starting to play at a higher level than I've been doing. I just don't want to get too full of myself and make a mistake.
Still, Derby time is the right time of year to have something like this for sale. I need to get these puppies on Craigslist.
What do you think? Did I do good? Or am I going to lose my shirt?
They're old ticket boxes from Churchill Downs that the clerks would use to organize the payouts and such. Each slot is numbered for use with each of the days races. They're all worn and patinaed and wonderful. The smaller black one on top is missing the slots inside, but it has the addition of the hardware to hold the key for the lock. Not a very good security system, it seems to me.
Of course, nowadays, all that stuff is done with computers. No need for awesome boxes.
Aren't they cool?
I asked the woman how much they were and she said they were 20 each (!) but she'll go to ten each if I got more than one. Something possessed me at that moment, and I asked what she would do for all of them. We go back and forth a bit and finally settle on a number that makes us both happy. It was a good deal to be sure, but I'm used to walking away with a whole lot more stuff when I pay that much.
Part of me is going "What a great find!" but another part is saying "What have I done?' I try to never second guess myself when I buy, but I also feel like I'm starting to play at a higher level than I've been doing. I just don't want to get too full of myself and make a mistake.
Still, Derby time is the right time of year to have something like this for sale. I need to get these puppies on Craigslist.
What do you think? Did I do good? Or am I going to lose my shirt?
Monday, April 13, 2015
Monday Rambles (LONG)
Everybody run! It's Monday the 13th!
Discussion in our house yesterday:
HIM: Do you want to stop by that one thrift after your massage? It's on the way.
ME: Which one?
HIM: That St Vincent dePaul. Oh, wait. You went there just a few days ago.
ME: I was there a week ago! That's like an eternity in thrift time!
Of course, we stopped. Of course, it was like an eternity had passed.
This was a fortuitous find. I sold a bookshelf on Friday and needed a replacement. I'm down to only one in this size in my storage. I have never, ever sold as many shelves as I have this year. I'm going to have to start grabbing every one I can find for ten bucks or less until I build up a little cushion.
Turns out the antique mall I went to last weekend (the one with the 75% off booth) is also on the way. I had wanted to go back there because I re-read the Craigslist ad and saw that this booth actually takes up four spaces and I had only checked in the first one.
Good thing I went back.
There is also a little wood hammer and a bunch of wooden pegs of different shapes to fit in the holes. This may be the most awesome thing I have ever found. Or close to it. I found something else this weekend that surpasses even this, but you'll have to wait a few days for it. It's so special that it gets its own post.
True to form, I was pretty tired and cranky for most of the week after my treatment. It started getting better on Friday, so I was able to get out for a bit. I was kind of glad to able to do that, since it was a truly beautiful day, weather-wise. I am having what may be a side effect issue that I'm not quite ready to talk about. I need to see my doctor first.
We had glorious weather all weekend, in fact. This week looks pretty good too, except for a chance of storms tomorrow. Spring is here. Yay!
I've been reading the most interesting book lately.
It's the story of two brothers surnamed Sisters who are two of the most feared hired guns of the Old West. Imagine a cross between the Coen Brothers and Quentin Tarantino and you pretty much have it. It's got a wry, sly sense of humor, but it's also pretty bloody. It's also quite good.
Last week's booth sales were really good for a Spring Break week. A couple days were excellent, in fact. There was only one day that was a bummer. I still sold some stuff that day, but very little.
Saturday was one of those yard sale days full of stories and stuff. The theme for the day was "vendors." I had a frustrating encounter, some strange encounters, and some wonderful encounters. It was one of those days that someone really needs to write about. I was there, so I guess I'll do it.
The first stop was a digger sale. The woman having the sale was just grabbing the boxes and hauling them out of the garage. She said that when she got done with the garage, she's start in the house. She wanted stuff gone and was ready to sell! Prices were unbelievable. The yard was crawling with people, some of whom kept grabbing her yard and deck decor and trying to buy it. It was a little bit funny.
She'd be giving out all these reasonable prices. "How about a dollar?" "How about fifty cents?" Then someone would come up with something from the yard. "OK. I really wasn't planning to sell that, but I could let it got for 30 bucks." Back it would go!
I made quite the little pile and got quite the great bargain. Many of the items that were grabbing your attention in the Mazda shot came from this sale.
A family of plant stands. (Three have already sold.) The black rack came from a later sale. Two of the rails on the bottom shelf were bent out of shape, but I got them fixed pretty easily.
This picnic basket has a lot of minor condition issues, but the inside is clean. It was only a buck, so I had to get it.
There were two of these primitive little shelves. I snagged them as soon as she brought them out of the shed.
The bottoms on both of them are pretty warped, probably, I think, from standing in a damp basement or cellar. I thought they were still worth going for because a suitably industrious person (not me!) could easily replace them.
Plus they have this wonderful dovetailing on the tops. These have both already sold too.
I also got some smalls here.
I had to have that family crest for the "Strange" family. I picked up several of those butterflies too. My grandmother had a lot of butterfly decor. The tea tins, tiny stein, and poker cups came from a different sale. There were four of the cups.
The bottles in this photo came from that sale. I love the Sno Bol bottle. All of the painted on directions are still there and legible. The green and gold thing is a framed Irish Blessing print from another sale. It's a nice, quality piece from Abbey Press.
I got a box of vintage Christmas for a buck! I almost never find Christmas. There are two of that Santa in the sleigh. Santa's been twisted in this one so that it looks like he's riding side saddle. I can't decide whether to fix him or not. It's kind of cute. The flocked Santa is a little rough on the back side. The dinosaur is from one of my favorite Xmas specials, A Stocking for Bronty. It used to come on right after Rudolph. It was one of my childhood holiday highlights.
Okay, so I made that up. But you would have watched it, if it had existed. C'mon. You know you would. Actually I also got a nice box of toy dinos at this sale too. I sell a ton of dinosaurs. Any variety. Any size. I never pass them up, especially by the boxful.
The real kicker to this sale? The woman having it is a vendor at a different mall! She told me that she buys all this stuff at auction, then never gets around to putting it out, so she's getting rid of it. That's not my preferred business strategy, but I'll buy your stuff. I'll make sure it gets sold too.
The next sale was also being held by a vendor, but I think this was one who gave it a go, didn't do well, and got out. (Most likely way too early.) About half the stuff still had booth tags on it, but it was all reduced.
I got this cow bell at this sale. It was fifty cents. They retail for a lot more than that. It attaches to a drum set. I was telling a vendor at my mall about it and he offered to buy it from me! He's a drummer and a guitarist. I'm going to clean all the duct tape off it before I take it to him.
The books in this pic came from sale number three, which was not on my list, but it's a family not far from the house that always puts out a good yard sale spread every year. I also got something there that's going to get its own post later in the week.
Across the street was another sale not on my list.
These string balls reminded me of the crafts I used to do with my Vacation Bible School classes. I had to play the "What do you want to pay?" game to get them. I hate that, especially when the sellers are really nice, but clueless. Finally, I kind of sheepishly said "A buck." They said "For both?" and I thought that would be the end of that. (That's why I hate this game.) Instead, they said "How about a dollar each?" The game doesn't usually end this well.
Keith did his eyeroll and laugh thing at these when I put them in Mazda. They sold the same day, within thirty minutes of being set out. That's why I'm the one who buys the stuff. We went to a community sale in a church parking lot next. Most of the things I got are in the pics above--the black rack, the Irish Blessing, the poker cups, tea tins and mini stein. Also the Our Lady of All Graces pics and the paperback books.
We then had to drop off the boxes of smalls at the house, since it was close and we were running out of room in Mazda because of the boxes. At this point I tried to remind myself that I'm really trying to not buy smalls right now.
At the next sale, the guy quoted ten dollar prices on three items I asked about, so I asked him if he would take 25 for all three. He said he wouldn't because "that's too much of a bargain." So I decided that wold be too much of my money to give him. I would seriously have probably bought those things until he decided to get snarky.
Okay. I know I'm a huge smart-ass, but I do know when and when not to snark off. The estate sale we went to next didn't seem to be happening. The next sale was supposed to be an estate sale, but it was a vendor selling off her wares. (Back to the theme, then.) I got the deal of the day there. It's something so awesome that it simply must have its own post. Come back tomorrow for that one.
We went to what was advertised as a massive book sale, kind of like what I did recently. It turned out to be only three table of books, but we were getting close to the end of the sale, so we'll give them the benefit of the doubt. The prices were good.
Billy Graham is a sure seller for my religion section. I used that Documents of the Christian Church book (right hand stack, second book) when I was in seminary. I may give it a look through before I take it to the booth. Butler's Lives of the Saints (left hand stack, second book) is a classic of hagiography. If you are at all interested in the saints, you should have a copy. I have a really ornate one in my library. The office supplies came from a very small church sale. (Yes, I consider a bottle opener to be an office supply, depending on where you work.)
We crossed the river for the last three sales. We always end up in Indiana anyway, because that's where the Peddlers Mall is, so why not hit some sales. The two we went to have been advertising on Craigslist for the last several weeks, talking about their "wonderful collections" of "too much stuff" at their "indoor yard sales."
One of them turned out to be a store! There's a big sign in the yard that says "Not your typical yard sale" and you go inside and there's a cash register and display cases all over the place. It's a secondhand store being run of the front of a house. The stuff was neat. Just about everything was vintage. Prices were okay, just not yard sale prices. I just feel like I was reeled in by misleading ads.
We pulled up at the second one, and there's a sign that says "Yard Sale Inside. Come On In." Okay. We open the door expecting to see tables of stuff and find ourselves standing in the middle of someone's living room. We can see people getting their lunches ready in the kitchen. I said "Keith, I think we just walked into someone's house." It was odd and uncomfortable.
The people didn't seem to mind. They just pointed to a door and said "The stuff's downstairs." Okay. It was a little digger, but everything was out on tables. Some stuff was a dollar apiece. Some was two for a dollar. Some was three for a dollar. Some stuff had vendor tags on it, and I recognized the booth number and handwriting. It's a guy in my Peddlers Mall! I buy from that booth all the time. He's running his own little flea market out of his basement. Some of the stuff was things I looked at in his booth that were a little too much for me. And here it is, three for a dollar.
I amassed a huge tub of stuff. He came downstairs at one point to put his laundry in a dryer and handed me an empty plastic tub to put stuff in. I kept trying really hard to remember what came from a two for a dollar table and what came from a dollar table, etc. Then when I went to pay, he just started grabbing out items three and four at a time and saying "This is a dollar. This is another dollar." He didn't really seem to care what table stuff came from.
I know it's too late for Mardi Gras, but I really kind of liked this.
That last line up is one of those that kind of sums up who I am as a junker really well. That makes it a really good place to end this overly long post.
Well, maybe one more.
Thanks forslogging through hanging with this extensive ramble! I seem to have lost my ability to self-edit on this one. I'll try to do better.
Discussion in our house yesterday:
HIM: Do you want to stop by that one thrift after your massage? It's on the way.
ME: Which one?
HIM: That St Vincent dePaul. Oh, wait. You went there just a few days ago.
ME: I was there a week ago! That's like an eternity in thrift time!
Of course, we stopped. Of course, it was like an eternity had passed.
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| Sorry that it's still in Mazda. That sucker is HEAVY! |
Turns out the antique mall I went to last weekend (the one with the 75% off booth) is also on the way. I had wanted to go back there because I re-read the Craigslist ad and saw that this booth actually takes up four spaces and I had only checked in the first one.
Good thing I went back.
There is also a little wood hammer and a bunch of wooden pegs of different shapes to fit in the holes. This may be the most awesome thing I have ever found. Or close to it. I found something else this weekend that surpasses even this, but you'll have to wait a few days for it. It's so special that it gets its own post.
True to form, I was pretty tired and cranky for most of the week after my treatment. It started getting better on Friday, so I was able to get out for a bit. I was kind of glad to able to do that, since it was a truly beautiful day, weather-wise. I am having what may be a side effect issue that I'm not quite ready to talk about. I need to see my doctor first.
We had glorious weather all weekend, in fact. This week looks pretty good too, except for a chance of storms tomorrow. Spring is here. Yay!
I've been reading the most interesting book lately.
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| I "borrowed" this image from Wikipedia. |
It's the story of two brothers surnamed Sisters who are two of the most feared hired guns of the Old West. Imagine a cross between the Coen Brothers and Quentin Tarantino and you pretty much have it. It's got a wry, sly sense of humor, but it's also pretty bloody. It's also quite good.
Last week's booth sales were really good for a Spring Break week. A couple days were excellent, in fact. There was only one day that was a bummer. I still sold some stuff that day, but very little.
Saturday was one of those yard sale days full of stories and stuff. The theme for the day was "vendors." I had a frustrating encounter, some strange encounters, and some wonderful encounters. It was one of those days that someone really needs to write about. I was there, so I guess I'll do it.
The first stop was a digger sale. The woman having the sale was just grabbing the boxes and hauling them out of the garage. She said that when she got done with the garage, she's start in the house. She wanted stuff gone and was ready to sell! Prices were unbelievable. The yard was crawling with people, some of whom kept grabbing her yard and deck decor and trying to buy it. It was a little bit funny.
She'd be giving out all these reasonable prices. "How about a dollar?" "How about fifty cents?" Then someone would come up with something from the yard. "OK. I really wasn't planning to sell that, but I could let it got for 30 bucks." Back it would go!
I made quite the little pile and got quite the great bargain. Many of the items that were grabbing your attention in the Mazda shot came from this sale.
This picnic basket has a lot of minor condition issues, but the inside is clean. It was only a buck, so I had to get it.
The bottoms on both of them are pretty warped, probably, I think, from standing in a damp basement or cellar. I thought they were still worth going for because a suitably industrious person (not me!) could easily replace them.
Plus they have this wonderful dovetailing on the tops. These have both already sold too.
I also got some smalls here.
I had to have that family crest for the "Strange" family. I picked up several of those butterflies too. My grandmother had a lot of butterfly decor. The tea tins, tiny stein, and poker cups came from a different sale. There were four of the cups.
The bottles in this photo came from that sale. I love the Sno Bol bottle. All of the painted on directions are still there and legible. The green and gold thing is a framed Irish Blessing print from another sale. It's a nice, quality piece from Abbey Press.
I got a box of vintage Christmas for a buck! I almost never find Christmas. There are two of that Santa in the sleigh. Santa's been twisted in this one so that it looks like he's riding side saddle. I can't decide whether to fix him or not. It's kind of cute. The flocked Santa is a little rough on the back side. The dinosaur is from one of my favorite Xmas specials, A Stocking for Bronty. It used to come on right after Rudolph. It was one of my childhood holiday highlights.
Okay, so I made that up. But you would have watched it, if it had existed. C'mon. You know you would. Actually I also got a nice box of toy dinos at this sale too. I sell a ton of dinosaurs. Any variety. Any size. I never pass them up, especially by the boxful.
The real kicker to this sale? The woman having it is a vendor at a different mall! She told me that she buys all this stuff at auction, then never gets around to putting it out, so she's getting rid of it. That's not my preferred business strategy, but I'll buy your stuff. I'll make sure it gets sold too.
The next sale was also being held by a vendor, but I think this was one who gave it a go, didn't do well, and got out. (Most likely way too early.) About half the stuff still had booth tags on it, but it was all reduced.
The books in this pic came from sale number three, which was not on my list, but it's a family not far from the house that always puts out a good yard sale spread every year. I also got something there that's going to get its own post later in the week.
Across the street was another sale not on my list.
These string balls reminded me of the crafts I used to do with my Vacation Bible School classes. I had to play the "What do you want to pay?" game to get them. I hate that, especially when the sellers are really nice, but clueless. Finally, I kind of sheepishly said "A buck." They said "For both?" and I thought that would be the end of that. (That's why I hate this game.) Instead, they said "How about a dollar each?" The game doesn't usually end this well.
Keith did his eyeroll and laugh thing at these when I put them in Mazda. They sold the same day, within thirty minutes of being set out. That's why I'm the one who buys the stuff. We went to a community sale in a church parking lot next. Most of the things I got are in the pics above--the black rack, the Irish Blessing, the poker cups, tea tins and mini stein. Also the Our Lady of All Graces pics and the paperback books.
We then had to drop off the boxes of smalls at the house, since it was close and we were running out of room in Mazda because of the boxes. At this point I tried to remind myself that I'm really trying to not buy smalls right now.
At the next sale, the guy quoted ten dollar prices on three items I asked about, so I asked him if he would take 25 for all three. He said he wouldn't because "that's too much of a bargain." So I decided that wold be too much of my money to give him. I would seriously have probably bought those things until he decided to get snarky.
Okay. I know I'm a huge smart-ass, but I do know when and when not to snark off. The estate sale we went to next didn't seem to be happening. The next sale was supposed to be an estate sale, but it was a vendor selling off her wares. (Back to the theme, then.) I got the deal of the day there. It's something so awesome that it simply must have its own post. Come back tomorrow for that one.
We went to what was advertised as a massive book sale, kind of like what I did recently. It turned out to be only three table of books, but we were getting close to the end of the sale, so we'll give them the benefit of the doubt. The prices were good.
Billy Graham is a sure seller for my religion section. I used that Documents of the Christian Church book (right hand stack, second book) when I was in seminary. I may give it a look through before I take it to the booth. Butler's Lives of the Saints (left hand stack, second book) is a classic of hagiography. If you are at all interested in the saints, you should have a copy. I have a really ornate one in my library. The office supplies came from a very small church sale. (Yes, I consider a bottle opener to be an office supply, depending on where you work.)
We crossed the river for the last three sales. We always end up in Indiana anyway, because that's where the Peddlers Mall is, so why not hit some sales. The two we went to have been advertising on Craigslist for the last several weeks, talking about their "wonderful collections" of "too much stuff" at their "indoor yard sales."
One of them turned out to be a store! There's a big sign in the yard that says "Not your typical yard sale" and you go inside and there's a cash register and display cases all over the place. It's a secondhand store being run of the front of a house. The stuff was neat. Just about everything was vintage. Prices were okay, just not yard sale prices. I just feel like I was reeled in by misleading ads.
We pulled up at the second one, and there's a sign that says "Yard Sale Inside. Come On In." Okay. We open the door expecting to see tables of stuff and find ourselves standing in the middle of someone's living room. We can see people getting their lunches ready in the kitchen. I said "Keith, I think we just walked into someone's house." It was odd and uncomfortable.
The people didn't seem to mind. They just pointed to a door and said "The stuff's downstairs." Okay. It was a little digger, but everything was out on tables. Some stuff was a dollar apiece. Some was two for a dollar. Some was three for a dollar. Some stuff had vendor tags on it, and I recognized the booth number and handwriting. It's a guy in my Peddlers Mall! I buy from that booth all the time. He's running his own little flea market out of his basement. Some of the stuff was things I looked at in his booth that were a little too much for me. And here it is, three for a dollar.
I amassed a huge tub of stuff. He came downstairs at one point to put his laundry in a dryer and handed me an empty plastic tub to put stuff in. I kept trying really hard to remember what came from a two for a dollar table and what came from a dollar table, etc. Then when I went to pay, he just started grabbing out items three and four at a time and saying "This is a dollar. This is another dollar." He didn't really seem to care what table stuff came from.
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| I need to look those odd coffee cups up. |
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| Purple disco balls! |
I know it's too late for Mardi Gras, but I really kind of liked this.
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| The Lucy DVD is still in the plastic |
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| I'm actually kind of proud of this pic. |
That last line up is one of those that kind of sums up who I am as a junker really well. That makes it a really good place to end this overly long post.
Well, maybe one more.
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| Can't leave out that fun bank! |
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