Community Sales


Finally!  Even though the weather was a little rainy and cold, there were several community sales today.  We were happy.  Happy, happy, happy.  Llama llama duck!


See how happy, happy, happy, llama llama duck! Sosew is above?  She found some treasures!Yep.  HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!  Kickin’ up her heels! happy.  Now, THAT is happy.

(Poor Girlfriend, though.  She found a jacket which Sosew liked, too.  She gave it to Sosew.  Girlfriend is a TRUE FRIEND.  We also tease her a lot, but she’s a good sport about it.)


Two FLINGOS! in somebody’s Dusty Miller patch.  They were happy, too.


Cupcake is happy.

image  Sosew modeled a wrap around dress which tied behind the neck.


Cupcake made a ‘haul!”

Which means she found a lot of stuff on-the-cheap.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The ‘find of the day’ has to be a free baby crib!  It was propped up under a tree, labeled, “Free!”  We stopped, the owner came out and helped load it in the van along with the mattress.   As it turns out, one of Racer Daughter’s friends needs one.  This all-wood, very good condition crib is perfect, and………it was free! 

At a small estate sale, we found this ceiling of interest:


It was not for sale, though.


We met this woman selling her exercise instruction books.  How old to you think she is?  Take a close look.

Her exercise instruction book is for facial muscles.  For $5, one could purchase the book along with a pair of white cotton gloves which one uses to do the facial exercises. 

This woman has not had any cosmetic surgery or any type of face lift.  (Scroll down.)






She is 86 years old.

I bought the book!

Go here to read about the book and to order one of your own if you like:

Too Much Time on Her Hands

Before workout class bright and early Friday morning, Girlfriend presented me with this:


It’s a carrot. 

A carrot she found. 

Whilst chopping up carrots. 

It was presented in a plastic zip-lock bag.  I was instructed to ‘put it on your blog.’

(Blog posts must be scant and boring here lately, eh?)

Obviously, it’s a “Y” standing for THE “Y” where we meet three mornings a week.  Or standing for the “Y-Knots,” a group of crazy slightly off-balanced ladies of a ‘certain’ age who behave much like teenagers whilst doing what we refer to as ‘bonding’ (also known as all taking at the same time visiting) before and after class. 

During class, we are just trying to stay vertical.  But I digress……..back to the carrot……….  

When one starts finding such existentialist ‘signs’ and begins to gift said signs to others, one has TOO MUCH TIME ON HER HANDS!

So in gratitude I offer her this:  (all together now, Group)


Old Gals, there’s no need to feel down
I said Old Gals,  pick yourself off the ground
I said Old Gals, ’cause you’re in a new town
There’s no need to be unhappy

Old Gals, there’s a place you can go
I said Old Gals, when you’re short on your dough
You can stay there, and I’m sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time

It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for Old Gals to enjoy
You can hang out with all the BOYS!

It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel

Old Gals, are you listening to me
I said Old Gals, what do you wanna be
I said Old Gals, you can make real your dreams
But you’ve got to know this one thing

No Gal, does it all by herself
I said Old Gal, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A.
I’m sure they can help you today

It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for Old Gals to enjoy
You can hang out with all the gals and the boys

It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel

Old Gals, I was once in your shoes
I said I was, down and out with the blues
I felt no one, cared if I were alive
I felt the whole world was so jive

That’s when someone, came up to me
And said Old Gal, take a walk up the street
There’s a place there, called the Y.M.C.A.
They can start you back on your way

It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
Old gals, Old Gals there’s no need to feel down
Old gals, Old Gals pick yourself off the ground

Y.M.C.A. and just go to the Y.M.C.A.

Read more: Village People – Ymca Lyrics | MetroLyrics


I’m sorry.  (No, I mean I am REALLY sorry.  Lots of people think I’m a sorry excuse for a blogger, but what can I do about it?  This is my life.  A few yard sales, working out, and odd carrots are my life at the moment.)

Erase that.  Thumper always erases things in the air by moving her hand in a circular motion.  We all know that means ‘erase’ the previous statement or topic.  We are moving on to another topic.  So picture me moving my hand in a circular motion in the air now.  Erase that. 

To quote Thumper (following the eraser movement): “Alright, Y’all, now then…”…… The Y-Knots do not have a theme song.  We need one.   Any suggestions?

Maybe some of the Y-Knots need to stay on their meds” Jabber helpfully suggested.

Believe it Or not!

This is a true story.  I could not make it up (neither could Jabberwocky) if I wanted to—nobody would believe me!  But I’ve got proof………….read on………………

Four of the six Brocanters off to sales this morning—only two sales.  We arrived at the first one early and people were lining up at the front door awaiting the sale opening.  Girlfriend pointed out a gentleman with a full, white beard and white hair waiting in line and jokingly remarked, “Look!  There’s Santa Claus.”  Indeed, he resembled that jolly old elf!

I parked my van on the street behind another van.  A woman with a long pink plush coat was getting out of the van.  She had white hair.  We watched as she walked to the front door to join the gentleman with the long, full white beard.

Guess what the license plate read?


Which proves two things!

1.  Yes, Virginia (and Jessica and Toby and Jenny and even Joey), there IS a Santa Claus.  And a Mrs. Santa Claus, too.


2.  The Brocanting Brigade has taught Mr. and Mrs. Claus a thing or two about acquiring Christmas gifts!



Pasta Dinner Party

The Brocanting Brigade not only thrift shops, but also cooks very well. 

Last night, we gathered with spouses, to celebrate the beginning of a new year and our special friendships which have blossomed over the past few years.  And to eat.  Which is, of course, our favorite thing to do.  Unless we are brocanting.

Here are some photos:

Sosew made the cutest gifts for everyone.  I’d received mine when she came to our open house, but now all the Brocanters have one!


Vanna, above, recently returned from Hawaii, with her ‘night light’—a wine bottle with the label “Little Black Dress.”  Perfect for Vanna who really IS our ‘fashionista’!  And SHE brought us all coffee from Hawaii!


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Cupcake who had a bottle called “Cupcake”….what else!


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Girlfriend with her ‘night light’.  The bottle says, “LUCKY DUCK” and she is!

And for me, Sosew brought a FULL bottle of “Menage a Trois”!  She gave me one which she’d made into a ‘night light’ but now I have one to drink.  How thoughtful is that?!

Sadly, Thumper could not be with us last night as her mother was in hospital.  We missed her and her hubby.

Before everyone arrived, the table was set—trying for a semi-Italian look using thrift-found dishes and other objects.


And a small wine bar set up near the table:


A table scarf was placed in the center of the white table cloth.  On top, some candles in purple and red, a few small ceramic chickens and decorative balls embellished it.  The green napkins were

a.  what I had (9) available, and b.  a nice contrast to the burgundy/purple and red accents. 

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These fun appetizer plates were set on top of white plates.


And here is the beautiful (and delish!) antipasto plate made by Cupcake.




Before we ate dinner (and we were nibbling on the antipasto), Vanna assembled the fresh spinach/pecans/feta cheese/strawberry salad with poppy seed dressing.


Sosew and the other ladies chatted for a while:

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Girlfriend, above on right.  Maybe we should rename her “Lucky Ducky”!  What do you think?

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The men chatted at the kitchen peninsula.  Sosew’s hubby helped make the ‘night lights.’  He drank the wine.  We are so very grateful!

Below is Girlfriend’s hubby who acted as our Master of Ceremonies after dinner when we played a very fun game called Apples to Apples.   We decided he could work at Las Vegas if he wanted to!


image  TMWLH and Vanna’s hubby

Here is a photo of one of the beautiful home made rolls from Sosew.  She also made a unique herb bread.

image  Tasty and pretty!

Girlfriend made the most dramatic Cassada (spelling?) Trifle—it was not only pretty to look at, it was devoured by everyone.  I neglected to get a photo and my apologies for that.  The trifle had a special cake, fruit and I am not sure what else.  Very very tasty and rich.

We had a wonderful time together.  What a fun evening, what a delicious meal.  Oh, and I forgot to post a picture of the Baked Ziti, so I took one of the leftover casserole in the fridge just now—here it is:


Gingerbread party

This year, some friends were out of town, others could not stay very long, so there were only a few to decorate gingerbread barns.  We had a very nice lunch and enjoyed our food and especially the camaraderie.

Sosew decorating her barn below—notice the very cute trees she made out of ice cream cones!


Below note that she stacked the cut-out windows and made a pile of ‘hay’ for the horse.  To the right, she built a campfire.  Sorry I did not get a better picture of these.  You can see the Christmas trees better, however, in this picture.




Below Cupcake and Thumper work on Cupcake’s barn.  Decorating requires concentration as well as some creativity.  Everyone was awesome!




Below, Girlfriend and Sosew:



The humidity has been very high this past week and, I confess, I may not have added enough flour to some of the dough.  Therefore, some of the barn roofs collapsed!  This requires remaking of the roofs along with some repair work to the frames.  The girls’ gingerbread barns all held together well, so we were all happy about that!

Since Vanna could not be with us, she asked me to decorate a barn for her, which I did.   It is now dry, so I will wrap it up in cellophane and save it for her.


Sosew’s Christmas trees turned out much better than the one I made.  This decorating is never perfect, but always fun to do.

Plus, if you really don’t like your creation, you can EAT IT!  (I did eat a bit of the gingerbread and it’s really not bad.)

Can you see the little horses inside the barn?

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The roof is frosted first.  Then I cut and separated pieces of sugar wafers so they look like shingles.  If I had to do it all over again, I think I’d buy the chocolate sugar wafers.  This vanilla roof looks very orange.  The frosting does give the structure stability, so it will hold together better.  I also ‘reinforced’ the corners of the barn with pretzel sticks. 


We had a good time and enjoyed a get-together as always, but missed those who could not be with us.

The Perfect Man and Other Treasures Found Today

‘Tis rainy, ‘tis stormy—never mind—off we went early to sales!  And there were not many, but the ones we found were very good.



prefers to use the couch as a napkin.  Because I know what it costs to clean a couch (professionally), I have tried to keep the couch covered:  first, slipcover, which didn’t hold its place very well; next throws—one on each cushion of the couch, but they didn’t match, and today I found this:


It is a brand new handmade rug for which the woman confided she paid $250.  $20!  And it looks alright on the couch!

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Muted enough to blend with the other colors in the room, one doesn’t actually see that it is pastels.  (Nice view of TMWLH’s legs too!  Football is on.  All the time now.)   I used the throws on the other two upholstered chairs in the room.  To, you know, provide security FROM Security!

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Actually, the colors aren’t bad in the room—I can live with it.

Next, these items were found:


New, unopened, two to the package $3—will fit my long table.

A new hat for Charlotte, the mannequin*:


A cute Halloween decoration for $1

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A large tray, $1


image  I don’t need to explain these except to say they are from Pottery Barn and other name brands—a whole bin full including the bin for $20.

A nice cork mat $1 to place under my coffee pot which sometimes leaves a bit of a stain on the countertop—this will prevent it!


And………….(aside here): 

my Rosemary Bush which I’ve had for several years


somehow was overwatered wilst yours truly was spending so much time in bed watching soaps, eating bonbons and generally being a lay about  no, no, that’s not right—whilst I was ill and TMWLH watered.  And watered.  And watered.  The Rosemary Bush.

Moi was devastated!  What oh what will I do without my Rosemary Bush from which I pluck at least two or three sprigs a year?  Oh dear……….when what should happen but that this very nice lady (and spouse and teenage daughter) offered to give me HER Rosemary plant!  Oh yes!  And so, now I have this—pot included!  For Free!


At the next sale, I found—wait for it……….

wait for it………….

wait for it………….

Oh yes I did!  I found The PERFECT MAN!  (aside from TMWLH which I had to write here or suffer the consequences, of course):


He says things like, “Oh, Honey, you take the remote so you can find what YOU want to watch,” and “Honey, this ball game isn’t very interesting.  Let’s just spend time together and I’ll turn it off.” 

Added benefit:  you can carry him around with you in your purse or pocket.

And he was ONLY $2.

Which DOES prove, finally, that you really CAN find anything at a yard sale, doesn’t it?


*Charlotte the mannequin in her role as Suffragette last year in Christmas Tree form:




Brocanting Brigade Rides Again

“All y’all always ride, in the van!” commented Jabberwocky.

Um humm, but yesterday we almost galloped!

“What you talkin’ ‘bout?” inquired Jabber.

Well, see for your very own selves.  This is what we saw at the first sale:


Seller reported his daughter, when a youngster, would put this on the arm of the couch and ride off to parts unknown……, ‘course, Vanna had to try……


but she didn’ get nowhere…………..”

Cupcake located a bookcase she wanted.  Good thing the Brigade has been working out!  We helped move it into her house and got a house tour.  Here are some of the highlights:

Below, living room on left and unique light on the right (it’s in dining room)

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While Jabber was running all over taking (sometimes bad) pictures, Thumper took a rest.  In the big comfy chair in the living room:


“Wait a minute!  Who is that lurking in the dining room?  She’s ‘incognito!’” said Jabber.

Oh, that’s Sosew.  She, too, decided it was a good time to take a seat and rest up for the rest of the adventures.  But nobodies would know her, now, would they?  Dark glasses n’ all……..


Of particular interest were yard sale treasures from previous adventures.  The side table shown on left below, and glass piece shown on the right( which is actually a lamp) were yard sale finds.  Perfectly fit into Cupcake’s domain!

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Below, the Two Danes dining room table and chairs and a cherished antique collection of glasses and pitcher.

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Below a framed photo taken by Cupcake her very own self on one of her adventures sans the Brigade.  And on the right below, her ‘staged’ kitchen table settings almost entirely from yard sale finds.  How pretty!

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TA DA! Cupcake is very proud of her table setting.


We were on our way to more sales as Girlfriend spotted a bowl of candy.  YES, you read that right, CANDY!  So since I caught her she offered me a piece.  Which I took.  And enjoyed. 


Thank you for the house tour, Cupcake!  It was fun.

Seeing Double and Other Adventures of the Brigade


“What?  There are TWO of Girlfriend—what’s going on?  And there is another lady who looks a LOT like Girlfriend….and Thumper, Vanna and Sosew are in there, too……..Wow, you gals’ made a haul!” exclaimed Jabberwocky when she saw the picture.

Jabber was most excited because, as you can see from the above photo, the Brocanting Brigade had added some Brocanters, at least for this Saturday.

And, that’s not all—my friend from California was visiting and she, too, went to sales with us.  We were an entourage indeed!


The Guests above as we begin our adventure……

Want to see some of our adventures?  I took some photos, just for you (and Jabberwocky, too, of course):

image  Girlfriend’s Twin holds up an appealing find at one sale.


Above is “California”—she isn’t used to sailing, at least not sailing in this manner.  She was astounded at the treasure hunt!  (And a good sport about it, too.)


“Girlfriend?” asked Jabber……………


“Girlfriend?  And Sis?” asked Jabber……                    

No, it is TWIN AND SIS!  It seems the penchant for finding bras runs in the family!  Oh my, can you believe it?  Now there are three bra-seekers!

Having exhausted our yard sale list, we were (of course) hungry, so we went to eat.  Here we all are at the restaurant:


(Left to Right):  Vanna, Thumper, California and Sosew

and on the other side of the table:


(Left to right):  Twin, Sis, Girlfriend, Cupcake

And I sat next to Cupcake, but, of course, someone had to take the picture.


Sosew, Twin and Sis


Thumper and Vanna, old pros at this!


We had such a good time!  More adventures this week, I’m certain, involving Sis and Twin too!

Thumper, Vanna and Jabber’s Walk in the Park Adventure

Yesterday morning, at the break of dawn….oh, alright, it was 8:30 if I HAVE to be honest about it,






and Jabber


took a walk in the park.

Not just any park, mind you.  The dreaded ‘mountain’ walk. 

Oh, alright….it isn’t actually a mountain, but if one is of a certain age, it seems like a mountain with its 10% grades and I swear it is uphill both going and coming…..but I digress…….on with the story.



as encouragement, said, “Walk for something………”  Leader runs for coffee. (Leader ought to be called Tigger because she bouncy-bouncy-bouncy jumps and lightly bounces all around us, back and forth, just like Tigger in Winnie the Pooh when she is with us.) Today we were on our own.  We, of course, walk for muffins.  We have our priorities……….

So, Leader had said, “do the usual route……” assuming that we KNEW the ‘usual’ route and once up could get down. “Oh, and do the upper loop at least twice,” she added.

We are dutiful followers.  We did the upper loop twice.  We were proud of ourselves!  Okay, now down the mountain we galloped. 

Oh, alright, not really. (You are such sticklers for the truth!) 

We walked down the hill which was, as previously mentioned uphill all the way, too.  (The waiting muffins were looming large in our minds about now……)

During the course of our trip down the mountain, we met Sadie, the three-year-old Golden Doodle who was busy searching for moles.  She was taking her person for a walk.  We stopped and talked with her which is how we found out how old she was, what breed she was, and that she enjoyed finding moles.  She has rabbits at home which she carries about in her mouth, not hurting them, and has been known to carry a mole back to the person’s car—still living, mind you, she just wanted to bring it home to play with.

But, I’m digressing again……….

Sadie WAS busy, and so we parted ways and proceeded on down the hill.  We came to a fork in the path—there are MANY forks in the paths on the mountain.  Jabber said, “Leader told us to always go down and to go west!” and so we proceeded, after a brief discussion of which way WAS west, and on we went.  We repeated this decision-making process several times.

I pointed out what I thought was Peagram or maybe Kingston Springs, only about 8 miles from our home, and on the horizon, I thought I saw Dickson?  (This was in jest, my friends, not really.  We had not gotten off the darned mountain!  But it sure seemed like it……..)

About 30 minutes later, we found we were in an area which did not look familiar.  It didn’t take 30 minutes to get UP the mountain, but it was taking a long time to get down……hmmmmmm?

Were we LOST? 


No.  Couldn’t be.  We saw signs of civilization—there was a rest area marked, ‘Closed for the Winter’ but we rested there anyway, closed or not.  And regrouped.

Just then, we spied Sadie driving home with her person.  Vanna flagged them down.  Admitting that we were lost, we asked directions.  Sadie seemed to pity us and conferred with her person…………or maybe she asked if she could take us home to play with, I don’t know.  (We would not have fit into her mouth, anyway, and she was not of the temperament to do that………..)

So we hitchhiked with them as Sadie and her person drove us to familiar territory, still a bit of a hike back to the parking lot, but at least we knew where we were.

And then we went for coffee AND muffins which Vanna had provided.  And from there to a yard sale.

(I know what you are thinking—WERE the muffins worth walking for?  Answer:  yes!!)

We had lots of fun!  And we had lots of exercise. 

Which only goes to prove that the Y-Knots can make an adventure out of anything, and brings me to the poem running about in my brain……….with apologies to John Lennon…………

Throg hilly grove and burly ive,

Big dailies, grass and tree,

We clobber ever gallop,

Vanna, Thumper and me.

(and sometimes Sadie)