This week I found some amazing things.
I was absolutely giddy when I saw this sled sticking out of the giant pile of beaten and battered wooden things at the dump last Saturday. It speaks of childhood to me… and that’s a voice I want to keep listening to.I’m so lucky because John never rolls his eyes at me when I’m jumping up and down in my seat for a junk find… and he even asked the attendant for permission for me to take it. He’s my thrifting enabler, and he’s just the best!!
But wait… no… scratch that. If they didn’t throw it away it wouldn’t be MINE… ALL MINE!!! Bwah ha ha ha!
Whew… that’s enough of that Tuula. Compose yourself now.
Okey dokey… um… moving on.
So then I found this large lot of colourful ornaments. (Not at the dump silly… at the thrift store.)
Ooooh… soooo shiny!
And speaking of shiny… check out this tin ceiling tile. I love it!
The lady at the thrift store check out told me there were three of them, and a woman took two just about 10 minutes before I got there.
Bummer! I would have snapped up all three in a heartbeat, but I guess I should be grateful that this like-minded stranger left one behind for me to find.
She did a good deed and doesn’t even know it. That’s the best kind, and I’m sending some good karma her way.
Don’t the people in the buttons below look like good deed doers? I have absolutely no idea what these button thingies are for, but I couldn’t resist the vintage scenes on them.
That said… they probably won’t be visible once I’m finished with them, but I’ll always know they’re there… underneath.
I picture this sweet pink and white casserole dish on a dining room table back when those vintage looking people sat down to eat dinner every night. P-r-e-t-t-y!
How about some homemade cabbage rolls like my mom used to make? Or some super creamy scalloped potatoes?
Oh… now I’m getting hungry.
I had peanut butter toast and chocolate milk for supper. lol.
I do actually already own cutlery to eat a real supper, but I also lucked out and won this lot of silverware (and more) at the silent auction at the local flea market. They have one every week, and this is the first time I’ve won anything.
I seem to be totally incapable of stopping myself from supplying my addiction to making wind chimes.
Oh well… we all have our vices.
I’ll see you on Monday with the project I chose from this post. I really need to scratch my itch and go make a wind chime.
Have a fabulous weekend, and thanks so much for reading!