Are you wondering what these things all have in common? In a word - nothing. Well, nothing except for the fact that they are all part of today's post.
Let's start with today's FLEA MARKET and begin by thanking Polly of COUNTING YOUR BLESSINGS for hosting this weekly event! Click HERE or the above logo to see what others are offering!
I decided to part with my sweet little Avon Cotillion girl: As I've stated before, I'm personally not a collector of vintage Avon bottles. However, this one was so darned cute and feminine that I decided to hold on to it for awhile. It's now time to let her move on. She can be yours for a mere $6.99, which INCLUDES SHIPPING!
Also available for purchase is this awesome HANDBOOK TO LITERATURE, in absolutely perfect condition!
Authors are Thrall & Hubbard, published by Odyssey Press. A previous owners name, Rev Harold Ridge, is handwritten in red pencil on an inside cover page. Price: $6.25, including shipping!
If you're interested in either the book or the Cotillion girl, please email me at Miller.email@example.com
COURT UPDATE: Remember my 9-11 accident? I was issued a citation for driving too close (which I wasn't) and for driving without insurance. Of course, I immediately purchased insurance and was able to show this to the Judge. Because of my clean driving record (well, clean except for a speeding ticket in 1971), my deputy dropped the driving too close charge (which, I repeat, I wasn't) and because I did purchase insurance immediately thereafter and because I've shown good faith in contacting the other guy's insurance company to reimburse him for damages (*Whew, long sentence breathing break!*), the Judge dismissed all charges. IMPORTANT - INSERT HAPPY DANCE HERE!
No court costs, even. Thank you, Lord!
AND NOW, ON TO TATTOOS!
Do you have any?
I don't, and for a VERY good reason. But tattoos are the craze among the younger set. I snapped a picture of this clerk's tattoo last time I visited Dalton BookStore:
I didn't ask her if it hurt to have those engravings done in what I would think is a very sensitive area. I just figured that yes, it hurt and it hurt a LOT! I also presumed that no, she was not drunk or otherwise under any other substance influence when she had it done as I do know there are many steps that have to be accomplished in separate visits to accomplish multi-color body art. (That's what it's called, you know - body art. Just trying to be PC.)
When I was a young woman in my late 20's, someone who shall remain nameless because I can't remember his name (hey, it was the 70's!) tried to encourage me to get tattoo-ed at the bikini top bra line. I must admit that I fleetingly considered a liittle rosebud tattoo. That's when images of my great-grandma came hurdling into my mind. You see, when I was growing up, she used to come visit us on the weekends. I shared my bedroom with her and she was never shy about changing into her nightgown in front of me. I would sit on the edge of my bed and we would chat and although she often repeated the same stories to me, I was most impressed by - well, the way she looked barechested.
Keep in mind, I was young and very impressionable.
And THAT, Girlfriends, is why I never got a rosebud tattoo. I'm glad I didn't. It would have been too darned depressing for me to watch that sweet little rosebud grow into a long stem beauty.
(Below, the tattoo of my son's BFF Pat. He's ex-Navy.)