My Dad, Dorothy, Jeannie and Cheryl
This weekend, I had family in town from Kansas. They are junkers and they read my blog (Hi Dorothy, Jeannie and Cheryl!), so of course, we had to go junkin'! We only made it to one yard sale, one thrift store and the Flea Market. But, we had fun and everyone found some junk.
A red sewing basket. I have eight sewing baskets in my Booth - not sure why I had to buy another one. But, the price was right and I liked it. So, there you have it.
My Aunt Dorothy has been buying me things at yard sales for about the past year. If it looked like something I would like, she bought it. How would you pack lots of vintage goodies for a car trip to Arkansas? In sacks? No. In tubs? No. How about........
....in TWO Redman picnic baskets? Two, baby! That's the way to haul junk in style, my friend. Take particular note of the one on top.
A RED Redman picnic basket. The object of my desire for a few years now. A gift from my sweet Aunt Dorothy. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
And what was inside those delicious picnic baskets?
Shiny Brites. Yes, please! Hot pink Ornies in their original Woolworth box? Squeal!
Red doilies, teeny lacy shoes, a wee bird, six tiny pottery bowls, piles of vintage cookbooks and one wee little leather glove.
Check this out - a folding yardstick! Whodathunkit? Love it!
So, thank you to Dorothy for the goodies and thank you to all three of you for good company and fun. My Dad really enjoyed himself too.