Saturday, July 23, 2011

Mystery Tin

I think that maybe I should make this a recurring post theme. Like a "Guess What's in the Mystery Tin Day"?

Yup. I bought a $4 tin of 228 matchbooks from the 1960's and 1970's. They were so fun and colorful that I just couldn't resist. What am I going to do with them you ask? Maybe I'll be a millionaire one day for having some really rare matchbook that every single collector wants. Unlikely, especially since most of them have the year inscribed in ink. But a girl can dream!

Here are some with great illustrations and captions.

Gotta love Smokey the Bear from 1965! Just imagine all the adventures
the original collector experienced along the way.

And my personal's a good thing I can cook!

Friday, July 22, 2011

Winter Scrapbooking

In an attempt to stay cool in the 100 degree weather, I decided to break out some winter pictures to scrapbook inside. Unfortunately, the craft room has the worst temperature control in the house. And our air conditioner won't go lower than 81 degrees due to the beaming afternoon sun. So I only got two pages done. But that's definitely more scrapbooking than I've done in months, so I'll take it!

I'm so lame that I even scrapbooked a page with my Christmas salt and pepper shakers! Ohhhh man...

Sunday, July 17, 2011


I've been organizing my craft room lately. I had this vintage typeset tray sitting in my closet for a year now and I finally decided to paint it - hot pink of course - and use it as storage for buttons. It was fun to look through the piles of buttons I found at tag sales and flea markets through the years.

Which brings me back to that vintage tin from my last post. Of course it had buttons in it. Because I really need more buttons.

I didn't get a chance to look through them all at the estate sale because, if you remember, I was in quite a hurry. But I would say that I definitely got my $2 worth. So many beautiful colors and designs. There were even - wait for it - OWL buttons.

And at least I have a use for all of them now!

Sunday, July 10, 2011

The Epic Estate Sale

Also known as the estate sale of the century.

Or the reason I feared for my marriage today.

It was difficult enough convincing James to go to the beach today. But when I saw the estate sale sign I knew I had to go. I asked him to turn around at least 20 times in 30 seconds before he finally turned onto a side street and decided to submit to my pleading. I knew that I hit the jackpot when we walked in the house and found a shelf with salt and pepper shakers. "There are more in the dining room," said the estate sale lady. James just rolled his eyes and complained about how he was suffocating from the old person smell and went to go wait in the car. He seriously left me alone in 93 year old woman's house full of salt and pepper shakers. And to make matters worse (or better for me!), they were only $1 per pair. I picked out a few and started a pile. Then I toured through the house as quickly as possible so that James wouldn't have enough time to file for divorce while I was shopping. There were beautiful crocheted doilies and embroidered linens that I have absolutely no use for but wanted to buy so badly. Old sewing supplies, vintage Christmas decorations, antique teacups and kitchen accessories. I could have stayed there for hours. But I tried to be good and only spent $7.

First was this Dickson Christmas Angel planter. Not that I'm going to plant anything in it. Because we all know it will just die.

The pigs with the flowers in their hair were absolutely adorable to begin with. But then I spotted the ones in the little Scottie dog sweaters. With diamond eyes. Are you freaking kidding me?

Aren't these deer adorable? They have glue spots where their hair used to be on their heads and tails. And I already have like 3 sets of deer salt and pepper shakers at home. Oh well. Too bad I bought them anyways.

These two definitely are definitely reminiscent of James and me in the future. He's already really pumped up to sit on the front porch (don't have one yet) in his rocking chair (need one of those too) and yell at those darn neighborhood kids.

I bet you can't wait to find out what's in this container....

And last but not least...when I showed these to James in the car I knew he still loved me. Phew! Catastrophe avoided. They're almost the same as my original salt and pepper young lovers! Reunited at last. No more broken pieces or broken hearts anymore!