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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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lady-with-rose

hey y’all!

hope this finds everyone all “loved up” after valentine’s day. don’t get me wrong, i believe in love and all, but something about v-day just seems so contrived, materialistic … it’s retail-craziness.

i was in wal-mart the other day (i know, it was against my better judgment … but i pre-medicated myself … thank god for valium and the like … haha!). anyway, i kept passing the dreaded “valentine aisle”. everytime i’d go by, i could feel my heart (the dreaded PVCs for you fellow medical-types) fluttering and my respiratory rate would increase (aka hyperventilation).

let’s be clear about this. it wasn’t because i was excited by the lovely walmart merchandise … it had something to do with the overwhelming commercialism of it all. and possibly all the other last minute shoppers crowding the aisle.

anyway, i managed ONE pass through the aisle. not that i was planning to buy much. i was (blatantly proud) MAKING valentines this year. but how the hell do you make chocolate?!

anyway, by the time i made it to the end of the aisle, i truly was hyperventilating and had broken out in a complete flop sweat. i was drenched. i think i had hives. so much for pre-medication. no amount of valium or ativan could touch my wal-mart-itis. none.

okay, i’ve digressed. here we go. i grabbed some bags of chocolate and made straight for the checkout. but before i did, a fellow disgruntled shopper made a comment to no one in particular. “this is all a bunch of sh*t.”

yikes! what a comment! but i couldn’t have agreed more. i was in a bit of a mood, so i replied, “i know. i agree. i just want to shove all this candy off the shelves and pull down that damn valentine sign.” (the one advertising LOVE/candy/valentine teddy bears and the like, hanging from the ceiling).

i think i scared her off.

but back to handmade valentines. that’s what i wanted to share with you. i did decide to make valentines this year. one for the love of my life, ben (dear, long-suffering, enduring husband o’ mine), one for my precious beautiful daughter tara, and then one for each of the beloved FAGs (if you don’t know who they are, then you haven’t been paying attention! see previous blogs).

i think they all turned out well. i’m not that crafty … i call myself a craft impersonator. but they all seemed to like them (or at least they had the good grace to pretend they did).

i’m also including some pics from a recent trip to burnet. was supposed to be a FAG trip, but only 2/3 of us were able to make it. but on we went. found some really terrific treasures. read captions for more info.

enjoy the show.

stay loved, stay well.

terry lee

a dozen 'i love yous' from my valentine ben

a dozen 'i love yous' from my valentine ben

valentine to myself ... french amor collage. used an old silver platter, vintage photo and bling.

valentine to myself ... french amour collage. used an old silver platter, vintage photo, vintage lace and bling.

close up

close up

closer still!

closer still!

handmade valentine gift for a dear friend and co-FAG

handmade valentine gift for a dear friend and co-FAG

a closer look

a closer look

another handmade valentine for the other co-FAG.

handmade valentine for the other co-FAG and dear friend

closer look

closer look

together ... i think they liked them. we three girls RULE!

together ... i think they liked them. we three girls RULE!

valentine i made for my dear hubby

valentine i made for my dear hubby

inside, with poem i wrote for him ...

inside, with poem i wrote for him ...

aww ....

aww ....

was making this for my daughter, but decided to keep her for myself! i'm a horrible mom!

was making this for my daughter, but decided to keep her for myself! i'm a horrible mom!

another french-themed collage ... love that lady in pink!

it's another french-themed collage ... love that lady in pink!

vintage bling and lace

vintage bling and lace

valentine i made for my daughter tara

made this for my daughter tara

she loved it!

she loved it!

inside of tara's valentine card

inside of tara's valentine card

she loves pink roses ... that's my girl!

she loves pink roses ... that's my girl!

okay, the rest of the pics are from a recent jaunt to burnet with bonnie (2/3 of the FAGs … jannetta couldn’t make it). most of the treasures are from the knothole. some killer stuff!

have never seen anything like this before ... it's a vintage nightlight ... how cool is that?!

have never seen anything like this before ... it's a vintage nightlight ... how cool is that?!

another view. this little lady is too beautiful!

another view. this little lady is too beautiful!

precious, precious vintage s&p shakers with pink roses

precious, precious vintage s&p shakers with pink roses

another 'set' of vintage shakers. they don't match, but who bloody cares? they're fabulous!

another 'set' of vintage shakers. they don't match, but who bloody cares? they're fabulous!

ohmygawd. i could NOT walk away from this beauty. it's a vintage pink cosmetic jar with a gorgeous vintage lady on the lid. how wonderful is that?!

ohmygawd. i could NOT walk away from this beauty. it's a vintage pink cosmetic jar with a gorgeous vintage lady on the lid. how wonderful is that?!

okay. this little lady was just standing there and when i walked by, she whispered my name then begged me to take her home. naturally i did because she's teal (turquoise!) with pink roses. what a sweet face, too!

okay. this little lady was just standing there and when i walked by, she whispered my name, then begged me to take her home. naturally i did because A. she's teal (turquoise!) and B. she has pink roses. nevermind C. a sweet face, too!

sweet little pink tin piece with heart mirror and dangly bling

sweet little pink tin piece with heart mirror and dangly bling

and now the piece de resistance of my treasures: a circa 1915 satellite adjustable table co. typing table!

here's the vintage typing table from burnet

vintage typing table from burnet

what a find!

what a find!

cast iron body and legs

cast iron body and legs

close up of label on body

close up of label on body

it's home. and it's happy. so am i.

it's home. it's happy. so am i.

researched my new treasure on the 'net and found this great vintage advert for MY table! love it! circa 1915.

researched my new treasure on the 'net and found this great vintage advert for MY table! love it! circa 1915.

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