Thursday, June 24, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
My First Flea Market And A Slight Hangover
It's hard to believe, but it's been almost 20 years since I first discovered Kane County Flea Market. We were living in Wilmette IL and the boys were one and six. John traveled a lot... a lot. If you have, or remember having little ones at your feet (and a husband out of town), you know the idea of a flea market that is about an hour away, with two girlfriends, is just what the doctor ordered.
The previous summer, I had taken a quick alone trip to Dallas to go to visit my parents. Mom and I always took a day to hit the road and explore little Texas towns, and ended up in Fredricksberg.
What a charming spot! We had never seen anything like this.
Mom and I ventured into a store called "Homestead".
I thought we were going to actually fall over at all the creative ideas that were going on in this home decor store.
I had never imagined mixing old and new items... and bedding where nothing matched exactly, but was somehow just right.
Beds made out of hickory so fresh, some had sprouted leaves.
Huge vintage jars filled with white, children's tea sets, white buttons and string. Tattered violins, iron beds and white antique linens hanging from the rafters. Huge farm tables set with antique china where not one pattern matched, but the colors did.
(Imagine the Angels singing)
Anyhoo, I was bit... and bit big.... (back into my native slang).
So my friend, Susie suggested we go to this "flea market" and see what it's all about.
At this point, I hadn't really thought about vintage or antiques... or really even collecting them.
I was however, enamored with transferware. I didn't know there was a name for it, but always like seeing those patterns in old movies or television shows.
I decided that I would look for a wash basin set, you know, the bowl and pitcher thing.
To set the tone, you must know that John was out of town, but coming home the next day and a sitter was all set.... and that the night before when the boys were settled in their beds, my childhood friend Dyanne called and was having some relationship troubles.... and that she had a glass of wine. A thousand miles away, I cracked open a bottle for myself.
When 5:00 am rang in loudly, I was not at my best.
Nausea... and then some.
During the drive there, I knew I needed food.
It was May, but drizzling and really, really cold.
We parked and paid our way in, and I confessed to my girls that I had to find some food or we would be going right back home.
Cold and hungover... (angels again) we wandered into the main building where the local 4H club was selling home made soup. White bean with chicken, and oyster crackers to boot.
I was a new woman!
We found ourselves surrounded by several booths that sold antique quilts. We had quilts as kids that our relatives had passed down, but I had never seen artwork like I was seeing.
You know how you have moments in your life where you see something and are forever changed?
Susie picked up a quilt, spread it out. She ran her hands over it and remarked at the quality of and craftsmanship behind every stitch.
That was it for me.
So now I want to show you what I found that day.
The pitcher, basin, shaving cup and saucer as well as the chamber pot.
Susie did mention that it would be great to serve soup out of...
This was my most delightful find. Just for me.
I paid 185.00 for it all those years ago and still love it.
The entire day was so special... did you know that when it's cold, raining and muddy that at every flea market they sell socks and gloves?
At the end of the day we had a huge meal at "Country Kitchen" that filled us up for the ride home. (We were hungry.)
Friday, June 18, 2010
Just For Dad
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Have You Been Outside?
Lavendar is ready to bloom... right at the corner of the front door.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Creative Kids at Viva's Vintage Market
Monday, June 14, 2010
How Quickly It Goes... A Door County Wedding
The flower girl made sure that those rose petals did not escape.
Here's Terry. She's Brady's Mom, who was one of Cole's best men and we love each other's boys. Who knew Pickle could turn on the charm?
You might remember Pickle from Husby's.
This picture makes me giggle.... I mean even his eyebrow is cocked just so!
Cole and Delmar Dahl making their way to the front.
Cole was born with that smile on his face.
But there is Brady on the right, and my Danny in the middle.
Danny is living in St Paul, so when I see these boys together my heart just smiles.
Lisa and Cole.
I've only met Lisa two or three times, but in those short moments, I could tell there was something very dear about her and very genuine. She is one special girl.
We could not make the reception which was held on the island.
I was sorry, especially after getting caught up in the wedding sentiments, I was ready to toast.
I know Terry got her Bitters card.... and I'm sure a great time was had by all.
Cole Seaquist, when did you become such a gentleman?
Friday, June 11, 2010
Fun and fabulous aprons... I wore mine at work all day and got tons of
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Chippy Shabby Pays Viva a Visit
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Monday, June 7, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The Garden From the Dump
This is my BFF Karen, who with her husband Mike run the place. They took over from Mike's parents (who are everywhere on their golf carts) and have their nephew Josh and his sweet wife Carol and two precious little girls, working hard, next
in line for the thrown.
If you're reading my blog, you know my shop. You probably know I'm not the camping sort and Karen and I are very different in our asthetics, so to speak.
Our friendship stems from walking.
I'm thinking we've been walking for maybe ten summers now.
Let's just say we've laughed (howled), cried, been furious, scared, joyful, thankful and would defend each other until the end.
So when Karen asked me to help her with a garden problem, I agreed without hesitation.... hmmm.
You want to do what?
Let's just say, not everyone was on board, but after moving and digging and planting, things were looking pretty darn great!
(There have been reports of big time crow eating at Aqualand)
We have no clue what this is, but when the impatients fill out, look out!
The smaller buckets at the top of the picture had hooks on them so we attached them to the bigger tub for a fun layered look.
One man's garbage......
Here is a shot from the front. All that's left is to watch it all grow and fill out.
Karen and I were so proud of our work we hit the dump that same afternoon...
Wait till you see the old chicken feeder I planted up at home!
In the end, another great day with my girl... and I wouldn't advise any of you to just wander into any dump that you see.
We've been caught.