Tag: flea market

  • Stone Groan

    It was a perfect weekend for camping–temps in the 80’s, fair skies. It was a bit windy so I really couldn’t set much outside but I managed to decorate my site and make it a glamping fit. It was a Get’away Gals campout, so as is our custom we met Thursday evening for a “BYODinner”…

  • Wedded Bliss Wednesday: Selectively Strong Enough

    We were leaving Canton First Monday a few weeks ago when Hubby made an intriguing observation.  Actually, he posed it as a question. . .   “Why is it that when women need something moved at home they get their husbands to do it, but when they are shopping they can lift and carry almost…

  • TEACHER TUESDAY: Dear Boy at the Flea Market

    You were carrying a bulldog puppy as we walked past you.  Memories of my own ill-fated bulldog relationship flooded my soul as I blurted out:  “Aw, a bulldog!  Can I see?” You brought me abruptly to earth with a stinging retort.  “You got eyes, don’tcha?”   “Excuse me?”  My teacher self came out.  I turned…

  • RANDOM FRIDAY: Canton!

    Yep, it is Canton weekend.  If you haven’t heard, the tiny town of Canton, Texas has a four-day event every first Monday weekend, commonly known as First Monday.  First Monday Trade Days is possibly the largest flea market in the world, and I live only 20 miles from it!   My husband and I usually…