A School, A Pool and A Haunted House

This weekend we went to quite a few sales.  One was in an old school that had been claimed by the parks and rec. department.  

Another was an estate sale in a little tiny house.  Instead of a back yard, the house was equipped with a pool.  An enormous above ground pool.  It took up the entire back yard.  The explanation we got was "my mom said she wanted to do laps".  Generally when you see lap pools, they are inground.  This pool was so large that Nessie might have been hiding in it's depths. Or a shark.  I was always scared of sharks inexplicably showing up in swimming pools.

The last sale we went to was in an enormous house that was most likely built around the turn of the century.  It was unfortunately "updated" in the 60's by someone who had pretty poor taste.  Although the house did still have it's original stained glass windows.  So many of the items for sale had probably been with the house since it was built.  Baby buggies made of wicker and tons of gorgeous pottery.  There were lots of creepy-ass baby dolls and the place was so dusty and unused that I'd be it was totally haunted.  Nobody wants to be haunted by a creepy-ass baby doll.

I founds lots of fun things for my Etsy shop and a handful of fun tidbits for myself.  Try really hard not to be jealous of my flocked feather and sequin peacock.

I snapped a photo of some things my friend Sarah Mae got, too.  This fun bust came from the haunted house.  She also got a stunning hat with a very long feather.  I took a picture but it came out all blurry.  I'm awesome at that.  Sarah Mae, on the other hand is awesome at wearing hats.  She looks good in EVERY hat.  I'm not kidding you.  It's ridiculous.  She can literally wear one of those gypsy turbans that were popular with women in the 60's and look like a million bucks.  Or she can slap on some old Henry Blake fishing hat and look like a freaking super model.

 

Anyway, I've decided that we don't actually have spring in NY state.  We have what amounts to a daily war between winter and summer.  It reached nearly 80 one day last week.  The next day it snowed.  I wish this were a joke.  It was weird snow, though.  Exactly like Dippin' Dots.  And here I am without a spoon.

So, In Summary:

Leslie Knope Would Be Proud

Pool Sharks Are A Real Thing

The Spirit Of A Dead Child Is Haunting That Creepy-Ass Doll Right Now

The Cold War

The Cold, Dark Heart Of Spring

It's April.  And we are getting showers.  Oh, yes.  Snow showers.  What do those bring, I ask you?  I'll tell you what they bring.  Depression, anger, angst, listlessness, cabin fever and ennui.  May flowers my ass.

Even though we're still wearing parkas and snow boots, the yard sale-ing season is upon us.  Last week there was a school sale.  We went last year and this year didn't disappoint. I got a bunch of stuff for my Etsy page and these two treasures for myself.

A vintage Florida orange coin purse.  I love a coin purse.  Especially a plastic one.  50 cents.  The platter is Buffalo China.  I have two smaller sandwich plates that match.  This was marked $1 but when I brought it up to purchase it the lady told me it had been on the HALF OFF table.  I spent a whopping dollar on the items in the picture, people.

Would that I could trade that $1 for so much sunshine.  The weather people say it will be in the 50's starting tomorrow.  Bah.  Weather people.  Trusting them is right next to trusting politicians.

I feel cranky.  Quick, someone say something hopeful and sunny.

So, In Summary:

Coin purses; another accidental collection

Get me to the tropics on time