Certainly, not me. I also never realized that crafting with these doilies and place mats had its own lingo -- Lacecraft -- and that it was "so easy even children can join in the fun!" Never mind that the recommended list of materials include an iron, a pair of scissors and "permanent bond special adhesives." Let those kiddies go at it!
With your Lacecraft creations, you were sure to clean up at church bazaar because you could make all sorts of items "sure to delight everyone, young or old, ... a dainty plate holder, a sturdy shopping bag, a collector's doll, a colorful hot pad."
And the dreaded Bridesmaid's Chapeau. Really, those dresses are usually bad enough. Who wants to wear a plastic doily on her head too? Even if it is made with Soil Proof Polyethylene, which by the way, because is unaffected by grease, alcohol and most cosmetics, stays new for years and years.
Consider the lowly grocery bag.
And now consider what you can stuff inside of it at a $2 bag sale.
Yes, I did go back for the third and final day of the church rummage sale. I had seen these old Christmas candles and I thought I remembered the ever-creative Magpie Ethel posting that she embellishes them. So I fired off an e-mail to Laurie over the weekend and she was kind enough to send me a couple of photos. With any luck, mine might look as half as good like hers.
I'm thinking that I like this one the best because of those stars on the base. But then I realize that someone must have painted it, which I'm not sure is such a good idea, especially from a safety standpoint. Opinions?
By the way, it's a little ironic that I would come home with 15 "candles." You will never ever find me lighting a real candle in my house due to a near-miss with a flaming wreath several years ago. But that's another post, right?
OK, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. How did I get to two different sales that started at 9 a.m. last Friday?
Well, I knew that there was a good chance that sale No. 1 (the garage sale shown above) would be open early because the folks hosting it were old, and I've never known an old person who sleeps in. They're always up well before the crack of dawn, doing whatever one does before the crack of dawn. And sure enough, by 8:20 a.m., these folks and a couple of their friends were going full steam. I'm not sure if I could keep up when I'm their age.
But, alas, there were no spun cotton heads or vintage cake decorations to be found. I did end up with this enormous box of crafty birds, which I snatched up when the price dropped to one buck. For everything.
I have red robins, doves, pigeons and turtle doves that are inexplicably wearing plaid scarves(?). But my favorites are these vintage Birds of the World. I love their bright colors. I'm also hoping that I won't be having flashbacks of watching "The Birds" as a kid. That movie used to scare me silly
With the birds stowed in the van, it was off to the 9 a.m. church rummage sale (sale No. 2). I arrived by 8:45, just in time to take my place in line behind two ladies who warned that me they tend to move kind of slow. Now I could see I would pay for taking advantage of the elderly at sale No. 1.
Getting in was only the first obstacle. Once inside, this sale was a traffic-stopping mix of too many tables, too much stuff and too many people in too tight of a space. But I persisted, digging through several boxes that were stowed underneath the tables, to turn up this selection of 25-cent Christmas items. Finally, spun cotton heads (attached to the angels) and a hot pink Japanese cardboard house. I've never seen one like it, which makes me wonder if it was someone's craft project. And of course the deer and the elf are kind of cute too.
The third and final sale was OK. I found a pair of vintage Vogart pillow cases that are ready to embroider and an apron that I bought for the vintage rose fabric.
Overall, I'd give the day a B+. And I would have to say that being an "early bird" paid off in more ways than one.
When you can't remember your last good sale then you know you need a good sale.
That's how I felt earlier this week. So, when I realized that Friday was not only a furlough Friday and the day for two rummage sales, I quickly planned the day. One sale started at 9 a.m. and the other at 10 a.m. I knew I could squeeze both in.
But then, a little after 7 a.m., on the way home from dropping my daughters off at school, I came upon a dilemma. There it was. A sign for the garage sale that I had been waiting for most of the summer that was also starting at 9 a.m.
You see, this was at the same house where I had found all sorts of vintage craft items in the past, including all kinds of cake decorating pieces and the only vintage spun cotton heads that I own. So now where would you go first? Garage sale or rummage sale No. 1?
Somehow, I was able to be among the first in the door at both sales. I'll tell you how and share some of my finds in my next post. Here's a sneak peek.
First days of school have come and gone. This year it's different. It's my oldest daughter's last first day. She is starting her senior year, which hardly seems possible because wasn't she just in grade school?
This first day photo is about ten years old. My senior is on the far left, wearing the denim jumper. The youngest kid in the photo -- the boy on the right -- is a sophomore in high school, and some of the girls in the middle are in college. Time truly marches on.
So this year is about endings and beginnings. My daughter will be putting the finishing touches on high school. And her mom needs to start letting go.
I know it will take me a while to adjust to the fact that by this time next year, she'll be at college, starting the next chapter of her life. And I know that this year, although it isn't any shorter than the rest, will be the one that truly flies by.