Friday's Junque

Friday's junque is...

Shiny Brite!

Silver and luster.

Vintage bling and linens with a cheery stool.

And something else...

A martini aspirator set?!!!! Um, should I be setting up my own still now? Do I even like martinis? Don't know - never tried one. It has another funky glass tube part with it as well.

But I do love me some lab glass so these had to come home. Plus the big one makes a neat jewelry display,no?

Linking to:
Thrift Share Monday

No Minimalist Here: Open House

Thursday's Junque...

Thursday's yard sale junque is...

Rusty, crusty handled wire basket. Be still my beating heart when I spied that rust peeking out from under a table.
A quick coat of poly spray to seal it in and then loaded up with some pink peonies from the garden. Already hard at "work".
Linking to:

Pink Saturday

Thrifty Thursday

Feathered Nest Friday

Extavaganza Thoughts & Another Sale

My mind is a junque jumble (although this is usually the case).

The weekend Springfield Extravaganza was awesome. Overall pleased with the results and I think I have a better idea of things to do for the September show. Great response to my repurposed/upcycled finds, many comments about how I should do Country Living (ah, how I wish) and some really pleasant encounters.
Auction purchase cabinet door, thrifted wreath, yard sale brass butterflies which I painted and glittered. This little vignette is currently on my porch - I can't show you Extravaganza photos because I took, NOT ONE SINGE ONE. Nope. Nada. Zip. I was swamped on Friday and on my own.
Young Captain America joined me for the weekend and we were too busy enjoying ourselves (truly the best part of the weekend because he is 10 and ANY TIME that he is willing to spend with me being his funny snarky (not obnoxious sarcastic/sullen) self is a gift. Worth booth fee right there! He scored some sweet street signs for his new collection and practiced his negotiating skills making me one proud mama!


Awesome beauty salon chair in aqua. AQUA!!!!!!!!! How did this not sell?!!! I don't get it. Just don't get it...

And for those of you who didn't make it to Springfied and/or have not junked enough (as if that is EVER possible), the lovely Sue of Sullivan and Murphy is having a Vintage Finds sale this weekend in Waynesville. Do stop in and check out her junk!! I'm looking forward to heading out and seeing what she's got myself.


All right, I'm off to paint more chalkboard tags. I have SO MANY ideas for what to bring/make for September! And there is an auction calling my name...

Linking to:

Nifty Thrifty Tuesday

Transformations & Treasures

Number Love

Possibly you heard the squeal of my tires as I slammed on the brakes yesterday afternoon.

Lovely, lovely metal number signs. In red!

I sent Captain America out to inquire as to the price. I know the guy who was selling them. I know he sees me coming and always ups the price. Always...

Haggling ensued and I spent more than I would have liked. But I was hooked and I knew that if I left them behind I would kick myself ever after.

Lucky for me I had some money from my not too bad (if I do say so myself) Junque Sale earlier in the day. Decided I could afford to treat myself and knew right where they should go.
Ah...this spot in the kitchen has been waiting for the right companions to the Fairbanks scale face, auction sign and tea bearing chefs tray.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by yesterday. The weather was a bit of a downer but we salvaged a decent day. We'll do it again in September!
Linking to:

Thrift Share Monday

Aisle One...Furniture

Junque lovers please step carefully over to aisle one where you will find furniture...

My garage is starting to feel like a department store!
Disclaimer: this is by no means all the furniture. More is coming out.
Later I'll show you the "housewares" and "art" departments.
I cannot possibly put everything out for the sale...
Junque on peeps!!!!!!!!!!

Seeing the Light

"It's cool but we are never going to find a shade for it. You do realize that don't you?"

My famous last words when my husband picked this up for $2 at a yard sale two weekends ago.

One week later. One trip to Tuesday Morning where a shade was found for $25! One trip to Lowe's and a harp conversion kit for $3. One Junque Magnet eating her words and not minding one little bit!
One $30 lamp that makes my heart beat a bit faster!

Linking to:

Nifty Thrifty Tuesday

Transformations and Treasures

Saving for...

Thrifted this last week:

I am enamored with her. Love the jaunty swish of her hair!

What are you saving for?
Hoping you all had a lovely Mother's Day. I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon at the new Cirque de Soleil show Ovo. Simply amazing. A visual and auditory feast!
I'm thinking we may begin saving our pennies to take in another show...
Tomorrow I've got to get in the garage and really hunker down to prepare for Saturday's Occasional Sale!
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Thrift Share Monday

Letting Go

Over 60 years ago my grandparents began collecting these:

This past weekend as we did a purge through the house readying things for sale my husband took me down to the basement. "No, there's nothing down here to go" said I. He led me to the "other side" of the basement (the unfinished, I'm freezing craft "studio"/junque storage area), around the corner and over to the piece of furniture under the work table. Dread crept in as I begin to see where he was heading with this. Sliding open the drawers he began pulling things out and then came to the steins.

"No pressure. You don't have to get rid of them if you don't want to but I thought maybe you'd forgotten about them." Oh crud. I don't want to face this. My grandparents have been gone for quite some time. They never got to meet or even know about my kids. The steins have a long past and they have been sitting in this piece of furniture since we packed them and moved them from Maryland FIVE YEARS AGO!

I knew he was right. I don't love them. They aren't my style. I have some glass steins that were part of their collection and those I really do like. These and a few more just aren't me. They don't say anything about who I am or what I like. I've been holding on to them because...I'm supposed to? It's the right thing? They would want me to? In a weird way it's like holding on to the past - to some vision of what was.

He was right. I knew, even as the dread crept in, that he was right. It's time for them to go. Truth be told my grandparents would like nothing better than to know that I sold them, took the money and put it in the kids college funds. I know this deep down but it still feels wrong. Like last year when I sold the various coins (do all grandfathers give their grandkids silver dollars and wheat pennies?!) I'd been given to help us pay to fix the water leak in the basement.

So they're going. It will be fine. Stuff does not memories make but it sure is easy to lose sight of that.