Sunday, March 25, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Day Eighty Four 2012
Hubby Neil and I hit the Nashville Flea Market today. We don’t normally go on a Saturday because it’s so crowded. That was the case today for sure. Plus, we got rained on the whole time, and that’s unusual. This big ole welded steer didn’t seem to mind the wet.
The vendors had to keep their goodies covered. This poor mismatched lady hid under a tarp. Can’t say that I blame her.
March and April are the best months to buy plants at this flea market. Lots to choose from today.
Driftwood. Part of the let’s-get-wet theme today.
Water skis for sale alongside old shutters and old-looking new buckets (or baskets).
Today was most definitely mermaid day at the flea market. They were everywhere.
Sad clowns aren’t as scary as smiley clowns. In my opinion.
Very cool Groucho Marx doll. May have been a puppet or marionette.
One vendor had some really nice Civil War memorabilia. Confederate, of course.
I liked this bust. Would be cool to place it somewhere in a garden and scare somebody half to death.
This sign went perfectly with the wet theme. It was, indeed, Waterville today. Makes me want to head to the beach.
I was so tempted to buy this old Japanese tea set because I’ve collected a few pieces over the years. I tell myself I don’t need it and have no where to put it and that usually does the trick. I walked away.
These sweet bears were loved to death. Makes me want to cry.
Beautiful wedding ring quilt. I want it! No. Walk away!
Did I tell you it was mermaid day at the flea market? Everywhere.
See….
I may print this out and hang it on my fridge just to remind me that this is what I’m going to look like if I don’t start exercising again soon.
So many weird little things here.
It’s a law that there has to be deer heads for sale at the flea market.
Speaking of heads, this poor lady has lost hers. And her legs.
No wait here it is……
This guy is having a really bad day.
Gratuitous self portrait—I’m split in two!
Could be useful….
Crocks. Love ‘em! Wanted all these. Even one was too pricey.
Stuffed Badger. Why?
This vendor had all sort of fresh herbs for sale. She had such a pretty booth, full of plants.
Another mermaid….
Very scary fireplace andirons. Nightmare stuff.
Oh the mermaids…This one was carved from wood.
Pretty cowgirl boots and a lacy umbrella. For some reason, this reminds me of Stevie Nicks…..
Quite a selection of movies, with two of my favorite things—vampires and zombies.
Cupie dolls=Happy Faces!
The saddest little cherub I ever did see. Sweet.
I wanted these beautiful vintage boots!!
Won’t see this again, all you ciggie smokers out there. Kind of like gas prices….
Soaked!
Just as we were leaving the flea market, blue sky finally breaks through.
I-24 on the way to daughter Kelly’s house—like driving in soggy fog. All in all, a great day to be a mermaid.
Of course, the best part of our little day trip is seeing daughter Kelly, son in law Kerry, and the star of the show, grandson Knox. He just woke up from his (brief) nap and is still in his straight jacket, I mean, swaddle. He sleeps better wrapped up in this thing, believe it or not.
Freedom! Big stretch.
Big smile for Granny and Grandpa.
Look at that face! What’s not to love. He’s a sweetie. We had a great visit. Thanks again, Kelly, for the delicious crock pot roast and veggies! That was a treat. Love you guys!
The vendors had to keep their goodies covered. This poor mismatched lady hid under a tarp. Can’t say that I blame her.
March and April are the best months to buy plants at this flea market. Lots to choose from today.
Driftwood. Part of the let’s-get-wet theme today.
Water skis for sale alongside old shutters and old-looking new buckets (or baskets).
Today was most definitely mermaid day at the flea market. They were everywhere.
Sad clowns aren’t as scary as smiley clowns. In my opinion.
Very cool Groucho Marx doll. May have been a puppet or marionette.
One vendor had some really nice Civil War memorabilia. Confederate, of course.
I liked this bust. Would be cool to place it somewhere in a garden and scare somebody half to death.
This sign went perfectly with the wet theme. It was, indeed, Waterville today. Makes me want to head to the beach.
I was so tempted to buy this old Japanese tea set because I’ve collected a few pieces over the years. I tell myself I don’t need it and have no where to put it and that usually does the trick. I walked away.
These sweet bears were loved to death. Makes me want to cry.
Beautiful wedding ring quilt. I want it! No. Walk away!
Did I tell you it was mermaid day at the flea market? Everywhere.
See….
I may print this out and hang it on my fridge just to remind me that this is what I’m going to look like if I don’t start exercising again soon.
So many weird little things here.
It’s a law that there has to be deer heads for sale at the flea market.
Speaking of heads, this poor lady has lost hers. And her legs.
No wait here it is……
This guy is having a really bad day.
Gratuitous self portrait—I’m split in two!
Could be useful….
Crocks. Love ‘em! Wanted all these. Even one was too pricey.
Stuffed Badger. Why?
This vendor had all sort of fresh herbs for sale. She had such a pretty booth, full of plants.
Another mermaid….
Very scary fireplace andirons. Nightmare stuff.
Oh the mermaids…This one was carved from wood.
Pretty cowgirl boots and a lacy umbrella. For some reason, this reminds me of Stevie Nicks…..
Quite a selection of movies, with two of my favorite things—vampires and zombies.
Cupie dolls=Happy Faces!
The saddest little cherub I ever did see. Sweet.
I wanted these beautiful vintage boots!!
Won’t see this again, all you ciggie smokers out there. Kind of like gas prices….
Soaked!
Just as we were leaving the flea market, blue sky finally breaks through.
I-24 on the way to daughter Kelly’s house—like driving in soggy fog. All in all, a great day to be a mermaid.
Of course, the best part of our little day trip is seeing daughter Kelly, son in law Kerry, and the star of the show, grandson Knox. He just woke up from his (brief) nap and is still in his straight jacket, I mean, swaddle. He sleeps better wrapped up in this thing, believe it or not.
Freedom! Big stretch.
Big smile for Granny and Grandpa.
Look at that face! What’s not to love. He’s a sweetie. We had a great visit. Thanks again, Kelly, for the delicious crock pot roast and veggies! That was a treat. Love you guys!
Labels:
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plants,
project 365,
quilt,
rainy day,
three sixty five,
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Friday, March 23, 2012
Day Eighty Three 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Day Eighty Two 2012
I can't even begin to tell you how much I enjoyed watching Cookeville High School's production of 'Seven Brides For Seven Brothers'. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard and often and had so much fun watching a play and especially a high school play, and I've seen a whole lot of plays in my time. And I'm not saying this just because my sweet niece peep Sarah Foy is in it, playing the part of Martha, one of the brides. (That's her in this picture, by the way, in costume). Everything about it was well done--the music (with a live orchestra), songs, choreography and sets, the singing and acting, plus a great story made for some spectacular entertainment. Bravo to this talented group of young people! If you live in the Cookeville, Tennessee, area, come see this play if you can: March 22, 23, 24 and March 29, 30, 31 at 7:30 in the Cookeville High School auditorium, $5.00 admission at the door. Sarah, I'm so proud of you! I always love watching you perform. I think this play is my new favorite.
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