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estate sale fever

hey y’all!

please excuse my recent prolonged absence from the blogging world. the texas heat has all but suffocated any creativity or enthusiasm that i had for blogging. and it’s almost done the same for junking. lordy me, but it’s hot out there.

partner in crime and fellow FAG bonnie and i bravely (and stupidly) hit the pavement at the crack of 9:30 saturday morning. there were a few estate sales that i wanted to visit before the heat melted me into a puddle of pink sweat.

the first one we hit was the remains of a three-day sale. sad, v. sad. you junkers know what i mean. however, IF you should find something you like, it’s usually priced to GO because it’s the end of the sale. in this case, i did find a couple of things … a vintage piece of luggage which was marked $3, but everything was 1/2 off, so i got it for $1.50. i can dig it. also got an electric pencil sharpener (it worked, i plugged it in at the sale) for the same price.

the second sale was somewhat difficult for me since i knew the deceased and her children. in fact, i grew up right next door to this house. it was good to see the children (okay, they’re not children any longer … they’re MY age) but it was also sad because their mother passed away recently.

and that brings us to my subject title. am i the only one who feels sort of … well … out of sorts at an estate sale? i mean, even when i don’t know the people, which i usually don’t, it has a sadness and morbidity to it … almost like we’re vultures coming in to pick over the remains of the deceased person’s stuff.

honestly, walking through a stranger’s house, looking at their personal things, in their bedrooms, in their bathrooms, closets, kitchens, etc. … it’s v. disconcerting. or at least that’s how i feel.

now, having said all that, does my uncomfortableness keep me from going to these estate sales?! hell no. because i’m a treasure hunter looking for a bargain … just like the rest of you. but i will say this: when i’m at an estate sale, i do try to maintain a somber and respectful demeanor (don’t be so shocked. my mama taught me how to act like a lady) just in case any family members are in the house. after all, somebody they loved has died.

usually.

case in point. hubby and i went to an estate sale in round rock recently and as i was perusing the living room, i noticed this sweet little old lady sitting on a recliner, under a blanket. she was yapping on her cell phone and having a discussion with her daughter, who was running the sale.

after negotiating a price on something (i can’t say what it is because it’s an upcoming birthday gift for one of the FAGs) i was told that mama was moving in with daughter … and so they were selling off her stuff. yikes! can you imagine just having to sit there, while strangers roamed through your house, buying your junk?!

bonnie and i hit our third (and final) estate sale of the day at the veranda (an upscale retirement community comprised of duplex-type housing). we were greeted by a genteel lady who announced that “everything is half off” as soon as we walked in the door. she further explained, “except anything that has a red mark on the tag. if it has a red mark, then it’s priced as marked. NOT half off. or if it’s on that table (she pointed to said table), then it’s not half off.”

sheesh. don’tcha just love it when they have to EXPLAIN their pricing rules to you?!?! reminds me of steve martin in “the jerk” when he was a carny and had to tell the dupes (carnival goers) that they could win ANY prize in this case. but being honest to a fault, he added, “anything between here and here” (carefully pointing to one little section of a shelf, filled with sorry-ass prizes).

BUT. i digress. i did find an adorable pink vintage apron (like i needed another one!!). it was marked 25 cents. but behold! it was half off! can you say 12.5 cents?! also got a sweet pink rose tin with note cards for a few pennies and a roll of tulle (whoop!), a pfalsgraff bowl and sundry other trinkets. my total there: $2

after we left, bonnie said there was an old lady on the sofa who was crying. i am sooooo frickin’ glad i didn’t see her. would’ve felt horrible about buying her apron for 12 cents. sigh.

next time i junk, it’ll be in the fall … or somewhere up north where it’s slightly cooler and less humid than central texas. it’s been over 100 degrees for a week now. i’m taking craigslist off my favorites list and will NOT look at the classifieds until october. seriously, i mean it.

i just hope nobody dies until then. okay, that was a joke. haha

enjoy the pics. they’re estate sale goodies and some project re-dos i’ve been working on. inside.

love and hugs,
terry lee

the estate sale treasure collection

the estate sale treasure collection

vintage luggage piece for $1.50. are we seeing pink yet?!

vintage luggage piece for $1.50. are we seeing pink yet?!

goodies in a bowl ... love that old ice cream scooper!!

goodies in a bowl ... love that old ice cream scooper!!

precious, precious sweet bowl, one of my faves this weekend

precious, precious sweet bowl, one of my faves this weekend

a great old aluminum cake lid

a great old aluminum cake lid

crusty old bird bath, with sweet pink-highlighted bird!

crusty old bird bath, with a sweet chippy-pink painted bird!

duck!! this treasure (who's v. heavy) was in the yard next door to where i grew up. he'll now live in my garden and quietly remind me of childhood days gone by ...

this treasure (he's v. heavy) was in the yard next door to where i grew up. he's gonna live in my garden now and quietly quack about my childhood days gone by ...

trash-picked mirror. v. heavy! found it tossed to the curb on a busy street nearby. whaa?!?! hauled it home (with the help of the FAGs). gotta love FREE.

trash-picked mirror. v. heavy! found it tossed to the curb on a busy street nearby. whaa?!?! hauled it home (with the help of the FAGs). gotta love FREE.

the mirror, after. hanging in my living room. painted it country white and glued sweet green/rose fabric to the frame.

the mirror, after. hanging in my living room. painted it country white and glued sweet green/rose fabric to the frame.

close up of yummy fabric

close up of yummy fabric

here's the church bench i mentioned in an earlier blog. found a great place for it too. in my b'fast nook! covered the cushion with an old pink chenille spread, added some sweet pillows. makes a wonderful sitting or reading area (or you may pray if you wish)

here's the church bench i mentioned in an earlier blog. found a great place for it too. in my b'fast nook! covered the cushion with an old pink chenille spread, added some sweet pillows. makes a wonderful sitting or reading area (or you may pray if you wish ... haha) oh, and this bench was free, compliments of FBC killeen, of which my children are members. they gave away the old church pews when they moved into their bigger and better building recently. praise the lord.

this was the only pic i could find of my china cabinet before the redo. anyway, it was a pretty oak ... just not shabby like i wanted.

this was the only pic i could find of my china cabinet before the redo. anyway, it was a pretty oak ... just not shabby like i wanted.

yanked off the window doors and the middle post, painted it pink and added cuphooks ... rather sweet, eh?

yanked off the window doors and the middle post, painted it pink and added cuphooks ... rather sweet, eh?

close up of my mama's virginia rose plates and cups

close up of my mama's virginia rose plates and cups in my cabinet

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trade days

hey y’all!

the FAGs have returned from fredericksburg’s trade days and i’m just guessing, but i bet frederick and his little burg will not soon forget the FAGs. when we hit a town, we HIT it HARD.

okay, sometimes harder than others. i’ll admit to some shananigans here and there across texas but i must say we (the FAGs) were rather docile this weekend. it might’ve been the rain on saturday. the cooler temps. the swampy, muddy muckiness that we had to traipse through to get to the vendors/barns. i don’t know. but in that true FAG spirit, we persevered. can’t keep US away from The Junk Hunt … nor rain or sleet or snow, blahblahdiddyblah blah.

it seems The Head FAG (moi) was the only one wearing sensible footwear (my skechers running shoes … not that i EVER run … with lots of arch and heel support) for that kind of slogging and slopping about.

FAG #2 (let’s call her Bonnie for laughs) wore FLIP FLOPS. cute. v. v. cute. pink, even!! and cute pink toenails to match!! on ANY other day, she would’ve been stylin’. well, she was stylin’ … but after smushing her way through the mucky field of ankle-deep muck, she wasn’t feeling so stylish after all. bless her heart.

FAG #3 (jannetta, by default) wore her funky (but stylish!) TOE sock shoe thingies. i don’t know what they’re called. but they’re not toe socks. they actually have a rubber sole on them. they just look like toe socks. she was pretty mucked up too, as it happens.

now, having said all that, we didn’t let footwear (or lack thereof) nor the rain, nor the v. cool, breezy weather keep us from FAGGing away at trade days.

the vendors were marking things down because of the rain. “rainy day specials!” some of them called it. i’d never been to trade days or anything like it and i was, well, slightly overwhelmed and overstimulated. 6 barns full of junk. acres more of outside vendors (they were rained out on saturday but up and running on sunday). oh my!

by mid-afternoon, my poor old bones (and muscles and joints and every other fiber in my tired old body) were creaking, aching, throbbing, SCREAMING at me and i had to raise the white flag. sorry FAGs. yes, i was the party pooper. ME.

we checked into our hotel and i rested while the others went on their merry way. good! y’all go on, little FAGs and have fun. after a hot shower and popping a pain pill, i crawled into bed and tried to sleep. TRIED being the operative word. seems as if we had some sort of motorcycle gang-like people next door and they were on the noisy side. arghh. do i complain NOW, or LATER?

please don’t misconstrue. i am NOT anti-motorcycle gangs. honestly. i don’t personally own a hog, or whatever the hell it is they call them, nor do i especially enjoy the *noise* that they make, or the black leather and chains and studs and bandanas that the riders wear, god bless them. it’s just not my cup of tea. however, i DO take issue with noisy people at hotels. even if they’re driving a mini-van … heck, especially if they’re driving a mini-van.

thankfully, as it happens, the motorcycle “gang” quieted down and we didn’t hear or see them until we left our room to check out. they were hanging out next to their cycles, preparing themselves (bandanas? check! mirror-reflective sunglasses? check! ciggies? check! tight-jeaned b!tch? check!) for the day’s adventure.

bonnie and i edged quietly past them, heads down, trying not to stare, while loading up the camry. when we got in the car, we felt safe enough to take a closer look at them. sheesh! they were about our age (grownup hippies) and were very subdued and civilized with their bottles of evian water (which they probably used to chase down their morning blood pressure pill and anti-depressant).

no WONDER they were so quiet last night! they were SLEEPING! so much for my “motorcycle gang” story having an exciting ending … haha.

it was a fun weekend, as it always is when FAGGing. even if we didn’t land in jail (haha) or have a tumble with a gang of hog-riders, we did get lots of treasures … some to take home in my camry, some to store in our hearts forever. wouldn’t trade THAT for anything.

enjoy the pics.

love and hugs,
terry lee

KILLER rug!! have been searching for the perfect colors/roses on a rug for my paris room. found her!! used and a bit scruffy, but oh-so-lovely. and it wasn't for sale. had to do a little pleading with the vendor ... but in the end, she sold it to me. for a SONG!

KILLER rug!! have been searching for the perfect colors/roses on a rug for my paris room. found her!! used and a bit scruffy, but oh-so-lovely. and it wasn't for sale. had to do a little pleading with the vendor ... but in the end, she sold it to me. for a SONG!

another view ... it is PERFECT in that room!

another view ... it is PERFECT in that room!

v. pretty retro ottoman ... love the color!!

v. pretty retro ottoman ... love the color!!

gorgeous pink chandie, i'm thinking it'll find its home in my bedroom

gorgeous pink chandie, i'm thinking it'll find its home in my bedroom

another view ... i LERVE it!!!

another view ... i LERVE it!!!

v. sweet little girl (that blonde ponytail and bangs is SOOO lil' terry lee!) with clock and cat. too sweet to pass up. her clock doesn't work, but when i got home and pulled her at of the bag, she was TICKING!!! and then she stopped. hmmmph.

v. sweet little girl (that blonde ponytail and bangs are SOOO lil' terry lee!) with clock and cat. too sweet to pass up. her clock doesn't work, but when i got home and pulled her out of the bag, she was TICKING!!! and then she stopped. hmmmph.

one of my fave pieces of the trip. had a NFS sticker on it. whaa?!?! when it finally (duh) occured to me what NFS meant, i KNEW i had to have it! she's too lovely. and PINK. little old lady vendor at an antique mall didn't wanna sell her, but as usual, my wicked wiles prevailed.

one of my fave pieces of the trip. had an NFS sticker on it. whaa?!?! when it finally (duh) occurred to me what NFS meant, i KNEW i had to have it! she's too lovely. and PINK. little old lady vendor at the antique mall didn't wanna sell her, but as usual, my wicked wiles prevailed.

another view ... so bel et féminin!

another view ... so bel et féminin!

woohoo! found a PINK lu-ray platter for a steal! will add her to my growing lu-ray collection that started with my mom's blue platter. love those pastels!!

woohoo! found a PINK lu-ray platter for a steal! will add her to my growing lu-ray collection that started with my mom's blue platter. love those pastels!!

lovely pink flowered platter. a gift from jannetta, thanks!

lovely pink flowered platter. a gift from jannetta, thanks!

sweet hand-crafted piece ... love the colors in this too! rainy day special: $3

sweet hand-crafted piece ... love the colors in this too! rainy day special: $3

another cutie by the same vendor. goes perfectly in my paris room! $1

another cutie by the same vendor. goes perfectly in my paris room! $1

ATTENTION!

ha! i bet you thought i had finally stopped talking. well, almost.

if you’re interested in a fantastic blog contest with a super-duper prize, check out my sister’s blog, Welcome to My World to read all about it!

okay, now i’m done. 🙂

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