Current Mood : Relaxed
Current Image Notes : I decided to keep both my Barbie Pilots, after all. Today you get to see the 1997 version, who came with navy luggage to match her uniform, with the zippy pink trim. She's modeling one of the few finds of the day, being a yard sale treasure herself !
Spent on cardstock and backdrops : $4.
Busy morning today, too. I stupidly let my imagination roam when I read the words ‘vintage toys' in a Craigslist.com ad for a yard sale, and soon after Dearest Son and Beloved Hubby left, I was on my way. You probably heard the sigh I released when I got there - I'd been to their sale last year, and bought one doll for her dress, that was all. Guess the ‘we just moved here from Chicago' was also BS, and I should have known. Who moves, then gets rid of stuff ? Very few folks.
It wasn't just the same house - it was the same stuff from the last sale, too. Same sticky creepy-headed Baby Alive from 2007, same plastic barware, same blankets and clothes. Oh, well. I still scored two huge decks of scrapbooking cardstock, and some brick and stone patterned papers, all for $4. I can quit stocking cardstock now... I've already used some, as a backdrop in today's photo. The only ‘vintage' toys I saw were some battered, paint-stripped Hot Wheels that probably anyone could find after a short dig in a good municipal playground sand box.
From there, it was off to Dearest's school, to drop off his doctor's note and Thursday folder that I'd forgotten. By then, the pharmacy was open, and I picked up his prescription and ordered mine. $136. later, I was on the way to the Flea Market, feeling very lucky that Dearest's wasn't as expensive as I'd feared. I also added two $9. inhalers to my usual order, since my bedside one felt light last night, and I wanted a backup one in Beloved's truck. With the exception of the single expensive prescription, I'm well-stocked for winter, since I take advantage of the 90-day supply for $10. on the three I can ! Sure, it only saves us $24. a year, but that's a week of feeling luxuriously spoiled for me !
This week, it takes even less. The flea market was, in a single word, depressing. Brenda, the doll seller I often trade with, didn't have anything I wanted, so I left my dolls in Molly-car. She can't really give me cash for them, especially on slow weekends like this one, so when there's nothing I like, it doesn't do either of us any good to initiate a trade. Maybe next month. I found old VHS tapes of Stripes (for me, I'm a huge Harold Ramis fan), Night of the Comet (for Beloved, it's one of his few favorites we don't already have), and Return to Neverland (for Dearest, of course- he really loved it when we rented it a few weeks ago) for a couple bucks, and got heck out of there. There were maybe ten or fifteen booths, and probably more sellers than shoppers. Most of the booths didn't have sellers manning them, they were so bored, they were wandering around, too.
Beloved was home for lunch, always a treat, and he gladly tucked the spare inhaler away in his truck, just in case. A few hours later, Dearest was home, and he took his double-dose of meds like a trooper, declaring that it was only halfway rank. And, as for the rest of the evening, we goofed off together.
What a nice Friday ! Hope yours was good !
