- "I ain't even woke up yet."
- (Scene: I was going to touch a necklace when the owner of the booth said this) "That fob chain is made out of hair." I then shut the glass case and immediately walked away.
- (Scene: I was walking past booths as it was just getting to be daylight. A man gets out his guitar and starts singing to me) "I can't even walk without you holding my hand." In response to this sweet serenade, the owner of the booth to the left says, "Law, you gon make me cry."
I love every minute of antiquing. The friendly people, the coffee, the deals. And in this case, the early morning hours, the fresh produce and mums to see. It's probably my favorite thing to do. And you know, I found another Mammy cookie jar. For $40! And I still passed her up! I don't know; maybe I don't really want her. It was McCoy pottery, and I knew that's a steal of a price. I figure, if I saw it once, I'll see it again. One day.
I did; however, come home with
him
and her
Andrew hates them, but my momma says I could make them into pillows. Correction, I could get someone to make them into pillows. They're handmade needle point! I love a slight Asian influence in my decorating amongst the French antiques, of course. I think they would go great with my blue and white collection.
This whole world of antiques, especially my Mammy fiasco, has taught me at least one thing: patience, which is my "real life blog" theme of the month.
Update to come soon, we hope.
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