Confessions Of A Creepy Collector

I love the Muppets.  

You know it.  It's no secret. That's not so creepy, right?  I mean, tons of people love the Muppets.

I collect Muppet (and Fraggle) items.  

Totally fine.  Lots of people collect things.  I mean, it's not like I have a fungus collection a la Gonzo. And the Muppets are super adorable, everyone had some Muppet toys as a kid and can probably relate to why they are so fun to find.  Right?

I have an entire room of said artifacts.

O.K.  That is a lot of Muppets.  But still, probably pretty cute and mayhaps a little impressive, even?? Creep factor starting to inch it's way up...

The Room of Muppets is in my basement.

...

Creep factor goes to 11.

But you know I can't help myself.  I am a born collector.  I love finding things, rescuing them from certain neglect, getting a good deal, data-basing them, ung.  I love the whole thing.  The entire chain of events.  

Tomorrow is the Ronald McDonald House fundraiser sale and it's starting two hours early this year.  TWO hours EARLY.  I'm trying to amp up my Muppet Grabbing Muscle by having a cathartic therapy session. And also I need to show you some really awesome Muppet stuff I recently found.

Item 1:

Fozzie Bear Latch Hook Rug $1.89.  Yes, that's right.  Less than two dollars.  Hold me.  This is the only latch hook rug I have.  There are so many Muppet ones!  I had a square green one when I was a kid.  It had Kermit's face on it.

And these guys.  Cute Halloween Muppets.

Confession:  These are dog toys.  I bought them at Petsmart.

Yes, I have a dog.  No, these are not for him.  He has his own toys.  THESE ARE MOMMY'S TOYS!!

They were $2 each.  They are Muppets dressed in Halloween garb.  Everyone is adorable, especially Kermit in his pumpkin outfit.  Gonzo is the weird one.  Obviously.  He's dressed as a pirate but that nose does NOT look right in 2D.

We also went to the Craft Antique Co-op where I found these delightful treasures.

A silver tinsel wreath, a silver star garland, a jadeite hankie with applique and a pair of silver feather earrings.

I spotted this lady and she was on sale!  It's a collage piece and I was just agog at it's beauty so I bought it right up.

Then I brought it home and showed the husband.  He said, "Oh, that's so cool...er...that looks like a dude.  I'm going to call that our Tony Kurtis picture."  Gurl, you better werk.

Last week we went pumpkin shopping.  One of the things that I love about this time of year is perusing rows of gorgeous pumpkins and gourds at the farmer's market.  Crisp fall air, the smell of leaves, choosing fry cakes to go with our apple cider.  Ah...fall.  Except this year it was 80 degrees.  Let me say that again.  EIGHTY DEGREES.  I don't love 80 degrees on a good day.  And I certainly don't want it to show up in the fall, while I'm picking out pumpkins.  

The sky was deadly overcast.  What I mean by that is it looked like The Nothing was rolling up on us.  Then it rained a lot.  But throughout, it was 80 degrees.  It was nasty hot and humid.  It was so hot I sweated through my bra.  See?  I told you.  Nasty hot.

I also got a new light for the pole out front which has been broken since about the second year we've lived here.  So like, seven years.  Then I painted the pole to match and repainted the numbers, too.  Check it.

I'm one of those sickos who loves a small home project.  Not a large one mind you, not something like remodeling the kitchen.  Oh, no.  Just a tiny thing, like picking out and hanging new shelves, or repainting a pole.  Small details make me happy.

I saw this next idea on Etsy.  I said, "I could make that!"  And then I did.  It's really that last part that is the clincher.  Because I have no end of "I could make that" moments.  It's the follow through that always gets me.  But this idea HAD to be done.  Just look at it!  

Primer:  Steal a bunch of vintage mask photos from the wide wide world of web.  Then print them out, cut them out (including eye holes) and string them up.  Two tiny hols per face works well for stringing.

So, In Summary:

Come Into My Basement, Children

What's Next, Cat Toys?

Lady Man Lady

You Should Make That