We try again….and will continue until the Cows Come Home!

The “we’ being me and Jabber.  You see, we’ve posted and yet again the photos DISAPPEAR.  Jabber and I can see them, but you can’t.  It’s quite disturbing.  So the last post was immediately removed and saved, and I’m trying to repost it here hoping that the photos will stay UP.  (I’m trying to do this sneakily, before the photo stealing gremlins realize it.)

I mean, come on, Weeders, I know you don’t want to read what I write!  You want to see where I’ve been, right?  Yes, I know you do.  Uh huh……


Oh, alright.  No, you are nice people.  Sorry about that.  That was Jabber calling you a name.  Please excuse her.  (Besides, who the heck is REALLY all that interested anyway!  I mean there are other more valuable things to do with your life than bother with yours truly–or Jabber for that matter–and I frankly don’t blame you!)


Here is the second attempt of a post:

“Good Gravy,” Jabber said being about as profane as is allowed here, “you don’t HAVE any cows.”

Oh, I know it’s shocking to hear her write that–errrr, READ her write that, but there it is.  She can become quite exasperated with me from time-to-time.

The thing is, however, I do happen to have a couple of cows.  Vanna provided them.  She was, after all, an Illinois Farm Girl in her prior life.  (Before Nashville).

I gave them both a sponge bath.  Here–I took a couple of pictures to prove it:

“Wait a min….” Jabber studied the picture and commented, “You’ve got a swan a swimmin’ too?”

Yes.  Do.  Washed as well.  She really enjoyed it, more than the cows.

Preparations for the upcoming Christmas tree decorating gala….I had thought about possibly Dryel-ing the cows, but I doubted they’d fit in the dryer.  Well, maybe they would have, dunno.  If any of you have Dryel-ed a cow or a swan, for that matter, would you  please let me know?

Meanwhile, yard sales continue with the Grand Finale of sales this past weekend we fear.  So we were off galavanting around, terrorizing sellers and other shoppers alike when possible.

“You seem to be caught up in the g words today,” Jabber noticed, “Gala and Galavanting and good grief, all that….”

Waxing poetic.  Getting the Holiday Spirit, you know.  First Halloween, then Thanksgiving, then THE REAL HOLIDAY OF THE YEAR!  Christmas and then New Year’s.  Oh my, yes, I do get quite golly jolly ’bout this time of the year.

So, back to sales.  On a recent weekend, it was ALL of us–oh yes, the Brocanters were out there in the Brocanting van, terrorizing sellers and amusing other buyers as best we could.  Sometimes we don’t even try.  They just laugh.  I can’t explain why.

One of the Great Treasures we saw.  It needed a home, but not one of ours.

Thumper found one of the sweetest scrap books ever–it contained articles and photos from the 1800’s era when we were all young women……no, that’s not right….from the 1930’s and 1940’s I believe, collected by someone unknown–advertisements, mainly, not personal effects.

Then there were these:

Toby mugs.  Not to be confused with my son, Toby.  None of them look like him, anyway.

Well, maybe one does…..

There was a large and scary cabinet of some sort, very expensive.  I’m sure it was someone’s Gloat of Charms  no, no, that’s not right…..COAT of Arms, but it would not fit into any of our decor, so we managed to refrain from purchasing it.  Still, it was a sight to behold:


Unique paintings.  While this may have had some sort of amazing value and represented some important painter or era, we were buffaloed as to what it might be.

  “Man of La Mancha”?  “Man with two houses”?
“I Dream of munition factories?” Make up your own title……Certainly I dunno…

You’ve heard of a Bull in a China shop?  Well, this is a camel in a glassware cabinet.  I wouldn’t do that, but then, obviously the owners knew the camel better than I.  With no explanation!

A woman’s face painting without a head….this is a very difficult feat!  (Note the receding chin?  Oh, ok.  No chin.)


Thumper really liked the statue:

Okay, the above photos were from a couple weeks ago…..

In all fairness, sometimes the sellers will warn us of potential dangers–you know, things to be aware of:  steps, or something that goes BOO in the night, although to tell you the truth, we haven’t run across anything that goes BOO in the night,  But we might.  However, two weeks ago, we encountered this:


Answer:  not very, but it’s cute.

And, guess what?  Tim McGraw was waiting for us at one sale:

Cupcake, for whom we continually are searching for an appropriate groom–(we’ve GOT everything else, peoples!), looked him over fairly well, but decided he didn’t have enough personality for her boisterous lifestyle…

Alas, he’s not the right one, either.

Well, that catches all of you all (that’s plural) up on the Brocanter’s adventures for now.  I must be about tasks at hand.  Namely:  surgery.

“What?” Jabber was astounded as I know nothing about being a surgeon….

Well, yes.  Two maids a milking’ and a piper who needs to pipe will have difficulty in their present state.  I shall do what I can:

Friday (and Saturday) Shopping

“What else would one do after an hour of working out?  Go shopping, of course…” Jabber wryly commented.

Yep, that’s what we did on Friday.  Only one sale, but Girlfriend, Thumper, Sosew and Jabber headed on over to it–it was a good one!

First, Thumper tried to tell what time it actually was…..

None of the watches had batteries.  But they  WERE cheap!

(No, she did not buy one.  She just likes to try them on to see how they’d look. Unfortunately, Thumper seldom knows what time it is, but that’s another story.)

Next, Sosew located SHOES.  Loads and loads of 3 and 4 inch high heeled shoes!  With platforms, no less.  They were beautiful and new–and $10.

Sosew modeling for us–the shoes are below:

Beautiful!  Unfortunately, Sosew couldn’t even stand on them.  Never mind, Jabber told her.  You could just sit and look lovely.  (She didn’t buy them, either.)

On Saturday morning, only Girlfriend and Jabber headed off–first back to the same sale where Jabber had been told there was…..not one, not two, not three….but EIGHT!  EIGHT! available!  (The lady had to get them out of storage, she said.)  Jabber was beside her very own self with excitement–she’d been looking for one of these for a very long time (at a yard sale, of course, and inexpensive, of course).  And now…EIGHT! to choose from!  Oh my….

But, the lady had forgotten to get them out of storage, so Jabber decided to get the one and only one right there at the sale!  Oh, my yes!  Jabber promptly named her “Isabella”…..she is now living in the garage momentarily.


“Oh.  You want to know what it was, don’t you?  What it was that was so exciting?  That I’d been looking for for many many years?  Hmmmm.  Ok.  I’ll show you…..”

Yes, my friends.  Living in my garage, now, as I write this is a ……

bare naked lady!

“What?  Oh, you want to know what in the world I’m going to do with it?”

Make her into a Christmas tree, of course.  Wouldn’t anybody?

…..oh go ahead.  Go to pinterest and look up “Christmas Tree Mannequins” and you’ll get the idea……

I’m not the ONLY crazy person on the planet!

The Mouse House

“The Brocanters decided to go yard sale-ing this morning?” Jabber mildly inquired.

Well…..yes, as a matter of fact.  Some of us did.  Some of us didn’t.  And all of us ate a beautiful breakfast at Sosew’s home which she had prepared for us.

“Well, what’d you buy, what’d you see?” Jabber was now a bit more interested….

Whilst on our journeys from one sale to the next, we viewed a most interesting home–with exquisite deck and furniture.

Yes, this is the house that Jack built:

Turns out that the owner has built all this by himself–it is a hobby of his!  I was amazed….it is truly beautiful work.

And this is the man (I have named Jack) who lives in the house that Jack built:

And this is MOUSE who lives in the house that the man named Jack lives in too–the house that Jack built:

Amazing house–amazing dog and amazing man!  Turns out he does all this woodworking in his spare time, for relaxation.  His real day job is being a computer technology consultant.  And he named his dog ‘Mouse.”  Mouse is a 5 month old St Bernard–a real sweetie.

When we had gone to all the sales we could get to (and some we could not get to), Sosew called and said, “Come over here for breakfast!  I have biscuits…and jam….and coffee.”

Well, wouldn’t you know it, Cupcake, (spoiled as she is), demanded eggs Benedict.  Sometimes we don’t know what to do with Cupcake.  I mean, just yesterday, not knowing what to do with her,  we s t r e t c h e d her, but even THAT didn’t make her happy.  Nope.  She wanted eggs Benedict, of all things……(go ahead and figure out what I mean by ‘stretched her’!  Read on, I’ll tell you at the bottom of this.)

Ignoring her, we contacted Vanna to meet us there, and off we went to Sosew’s.  Guess what we had when we got there?

“Eggs Benedict?” Jabber guessed.


She did serve delicious scrambled eggs, biscuits, sausage and coffee.  It was very good and very fun.  Even Cupcake ate some!

Following that, discussion ensued on various issues of the day:    how was everyone feeling?  What was going on in various households?  How was Girlfriend’s trip?  that sort of thing….

Whoops!  Thumper just realized her PEOPLE were behind her…..

  Thumper and her Musical Group

After that shock receded, Thumper said it was time for a commercial break–from her of course.  This time it was on grout cleaner.

Vanna allowed as how Thumper didn’t really clean, she just bought stuff to clean WITH and told us about it.

Commercial done, time to  leave, and so off we went, happy and full!  Another exciting morning spent at yard sales and bringing home some good treasures!


Stretching Cupcake:  Seems she has a back issue.  Leader suggested that she lay down whilst Leader pulled her from the top and I pulled her by her ankles.  As hard as we could.  Cupcake said it felt good.  )Jabber thought she’d actually grown about 2 inches taller.)

Now, I suppose, we’ll have to be stretching her all the time….but this morning she declined.  I do not know why.

Out and About

And generally terrorizing entertaining sellers at yard sales we were.

“Is this your impersonation of Yoda?” Jabber inquired.

Impersonation?  I thought you knew?  I AM Yoda………

Yoda it is.


As I was saying, off went the Brocanters to brocante.  Four there were this morning—Thumper, Girlfriend, Vanna and Jabber.  To several sales we did go………

Approaching the first sale in a nice neighborhood, we noted that the front windows were open and a workman was doing something at the window sill.  We walked up the driveway and viewed the items, seeing that a woman was standing there—the seller no doubt.

Girlfriend picked up a waffle iron and asked no one in particular, “I wonder how much this is?” 

I was standing next to her…….

A deep male voice boomed, “That’s $5 and it’s a good one!” The male voice startled us both and Girlfriend looked up and around befuddled.

Jabber asked, “God?  Is that you?”

Whereupon, of course, we all collapsed (metaphorically, not literally) in gales of laughter.  The voice came from the workman, of course, the other seller/homeowner, who we had forgotten was working on the window nearby.

Moving along, moving along………………

image  Jabber trying on ballet shoes

They fit.  Jabber had the perfect pose.  Above, Jabber does the pirouette (or some such).  Alas, the Brocanters advised that it wasn’t her. 

It just wasn’t.

Jabber left the shoes—they were only $4 and in mint condition!  Oh my………..sad she was.


But she did buy the waffle iron.  $5.  Flips over to be a flat griddle.  “God” was right.  Buy!!!

image  The Brocanters

Seriously considering something or another…..

Vanna found THIS! for her daughter-in-law.  She reported it will be just perfect for her!


Thumper acquired this set of pictures from the Lucille Ball show—perfect, said Thumper!  Seems she and her real sisters like to pretend they are Lucy and Ethel and often have conversations similar to some of the TV shows. 

(This is not too different from the conversations in the van, but we won’t go into detail here about that.)


I don’t know.  I don’t have a sister.  I do have a Ricky, however.  Well, sort of…………

Just then, Thumper held up this,

and started laughing……..


Why I know not. 

And we laughed ourselves silly.  The seller was looking at us all oddly by now……..mumbling something about straightening her hair and how she’d used that and, well……….we were paying her no attention.

And then Thumper spotted this and reported she could ‘ace’ that game, having watched about every single episode several times…….

We don’t know a lot about Thumper’s past.  This is a concern. 

But not much of one.


Moving on, it was the usual Thumper and Vanna show in the back of the van.  Those two can come up with the strangest funniest conversations ever. 

Continuity has nothing to do with said conversations, either. 


Jump from one topic—say, where to go for lunch?—to the price of toilet paper ($1 a roll Thumper reported!) in one breath.  Always a  challenging and stimulating conversation, let me tell you.

Driving along through the country roads where we THOUGHT we knew where we were—but didn’t exactly…….

It turned out we were moving on to Tag,

(The previous sellers were happy to take our money and see us go.  Especially see us go I think.)

an antique shop located on Old Hillsboro Road near Franklin, Tn.  We stumbled upon it—well, actually we WERE looking for it, but didn’t realize it was on the road on which we were lost. 

Truly God does help idiots and drunks. 

(I am not saying which we are most of the time………)


Girlfriend found an antique wedding hat!  It’s lovely:




But she didn’t need it. 

Had the same hubby for decades and doesn’t desire a change.  Besides, the jeans jacket just didn’t work with it. 

Southern Fried Patinas is moving their location to Tag—they are in the process now of moving in.  Be sure to hop on over to see what they have to offer soon!


As our travels took us to unknown places (to us), we admired some Halloween and fall decorations provided by individual homeowners and Mother Nature:


We decided someone really had too much time on her/his hands with this one.


Spectacular colors in the tree and bush in this neighborhood!


Beautiful berries—blue!—in this tree.  I believe it is a Blue Cedar tree!



A charming display by homeowners above—these people were retired and had beautiful furniture to sell.  They’d updated their look inside the home.  Unfortunately, our homes are not in need of more furniture, so we had to pass up the excellent items for sale.


Yet another spectacular orange tree. 

Our adventures to parts unknown, a new antique store and just generally being a bit lost had made us hungry.

So we went to Corner Pub and had lunch.

Hope you, too, got out and about and saw some fun and interesting sights in your area this beautiful Saturday.  Mother Nature is putting on quite a show this year, so be sure to enjoy it!



“There you are ‘gan,” Jabber pondered out loud.  “You peoples is NUTS!”

Yes, what’s your question Jabber? 

Seems half-craziness is contagious and we’ve infected same on some of our Brocanter friends.  Lucky Sosew wasn’t there this morning, so she missed out.  She is the only one still sane.  Or at least as sane as this group ever is.

Achillies* Weeders, it was only Vanna, me and Girlfriend for standers early this morning.  (But not for enders.) 

(*Achillies means actually—Jabber likes to make up words here lately.)

Where oh where was Cupcake?  Where could she be?

OH! We all fixturated it out at the same time……..

—at the YMCA in a class!  We drove there, parked in front, and formulagated our attack….sent Girlfriend in to go grab her. So Girlfriend snuck into the workout class and drug her outta’ there.  None too soon, Cupcake reported.  She was about to go against the wall!  (with the body ball—where one has to squat umpteen times with one’s back pressed against a big rubber ball for support.  A possible horrific encounter of the sore muscular type.)

Girlfriend saved her from that!   And crunches to boot….

“Crunches to boot?  How are those done?” Jabber inquired, flabbergasted.  “Does one put on boots to do it?”

No, but we put on hats today towards the end of the sales. 


L to R:  Cupcake, Thumper, Girlfriend, Jabber and Vanna.

The hats were only $1 each and such a selection to choose from!  We all found the PERFECT hatification for each one of our very own selves, don’cha’ think?

And when Girlfriend got into the van on the trip home, she discovered her hat said this:*


The label is “So Patricia’

And, other than Girlfriend, what do you think Girlfriend’s REAL name is?  She said this gave her goose bumps.

So it was officially declared HAT DAY! and we all donned our hats as we tromped a block back to the van.  On-coming traffic didn’t stop, but I thought I saw a couple of quizzical looks coming from some of the occupants of the vehicles.

EXPLANATION:  *Actually, her hat didn’ really SAY that.  It just had a label in it which said that contained those words.  There was no speaking by hat nor label involved—not actual voice speaking.  Which is why I took a picture of said hat with said label.  Didn’t want you to think that we were now talking to hats.  Only do that on the second Saturday of each week.  Never at sales.  People look at us strangely. 

But we do talk to the odd dog here and there.  Well, not actually odd dogs.  There is nothing really odd about them.  They really are NORMAL dogs.  They just are sort of random, sprinkled here and there.  So far this year, no chickens.  But yard sales have just begun and there is hope! 

I digress………

So we had safely kidnapped Cupcake and took her with us on our adventures.  Shortly into them, however, Thumper called—she’d ESCAPED THE HATCH!  And she wanted to meet up with us.  By that time, we had a chair in the van which was a bit full, so we did a ‘drop off’ at Vanna’s car and then picked up Thumper who looked none the worse for wear.

(Keep in mind that the Bunny Day was just last Sunday and she did look a bit tired, which was understranded by the rest of us’uns.  Not that we actually have BEEN bunnies, you know, but we understand bunnies.  At least we think we understand Thumper. 

Wait a min’—there goes the hand signal with the eraser sign.  I guess I’ve said too much here………)

Among the many trophies and goodies, guess what Cupcake found?  THIS!  Almost as cute as Cupcake her very OWN self.


Cupcake’s Cupie Doll

And Jabber bought, according to Vanna, ‘the most ugly, unusual, weird thing I’ve ever seen!”


For only $3!  Which, of course, makes it a bargain.

What do you mean, ‘what is it?”  Let me give you some hints—it weighs about 5 lbs.  It has notches and straps.  And hooks.  And metal. 

“Horse harness?” Jabber thought…..

Nope.  It’s a belt used to climb trees.  Which of course I have no intention of climbing, but you never know.    Aside from that it is unusual and leather and, well, Daughter, in her new endeavor of being creative with old, worn and interesting things, might find a way to use it.  

Or else SHE can climb trees if she likes.  Up to her.

It’ll be a REAL SURPRISE.  “Here you are, Dahhlynn’!  Your own tree-climbing belt!  Now, go climb a tree!”

Yes, I imagine she’ll be absolutely delighted.

Satisfied we’d created enough havoc for the day, we all went home to go through our finds and have a nice nap!

‘Cept for Jabber who couldn’t help but continue to admire her new hat.  It is just  

          just   so  

                  so   soooo



Richland Creek Run, 2014

“The Y-Knots done it again!” Jabberwocky cheered for those who finished the 5 mile Richland Creek Run.

Yes, did!  It was yesterday, Saturday, April 5 and began at Cohn Adult Learning Center at 8 a.m.  We assembled and did what friends do, enjoying the day and each other.

We checked in and got our T shirts and ‘goody’ bags before the race.  Above, Jane (standing in center), Vanna and Kaki


Marcia, Vanna, Kaki and Leader pose before the race.













Deborah chomps on an energy bar whilst she and Sosew sit warming up prior to the race.  (Caught ‘em off-guard!)

Sandy and Marcia warm up before the race—they must have done a mile BEFORE the race began!

Leader is proud of her group.  She’s spent long, hard hours inflicting grueling workouts on patiently training this group!

Poor Deborah!   Leader told her to do walking lunges TO the start line!


“Waity just a minutey here!” Jabber said, “She’s SMILING!  What’s that all about?”

We were having a good time.  Or Deborah likes doing walking lunges.  Just warming up!

A photo of the racers (sans Leader) Back:  Sandy, Vanna, Sosew; Middle:  Kaki, Deborah, Jane; Front:  Marcia, Jabber

and, we’re off!


Along the course we are reminded of what it is we’re doing.  (This was for anyone who had forgotten. I suppose. or for anyone who accidently decided to join the mass of humanity all walking and running in the same direction?  “No,” Jabber said, “It was to keep you and Vanna going on the right path.  You are notorious for getting lost.”)


Photos from the walk:  Along the way, some cheerleaders handing out water and encouraging us to keep on going!


Picturesque view whilst walking across one of the bridges on the route:



It was a beautiful day, the temperature was perfect, and the group was in great spirits.  All finished, all had a good time and some went to the ‘after party’.  And guess what?  Kaki won a BIG prize gift certificate at the party!


Kaki came in third place in her age group, but

Sandy came in first!  (Just found this out.)

Congratulations to all for doing the Richland Creek Run! 

Birthday Girls!

In which we eat some pie which isn’t and have a grand time…….

Both of them, 39!image

Girlfriend and Sosew, Birthday Girls

“I see an empty plate and some ‘to-go’ boxes—what happened?  You guys not able to STUFF yourselves with everything?”

No, weren’t!  Went to the Stuffy Puffin, no, that’s not right, it was the Puffy Stuffin’, no, no, that’s not righter either—oh, I remember!  It was the Puffy Muffin!  That’s where we went!  And they do have delicious food.

Being too hungry, we forgot to get a picture of the food.  But it sure was good.

image  Cupcake and Girlfriend



Vanna and Thumper


The Brocanting Brigade!  (L to R):  Vanna, Thumper, Jabber, Cupcake, Girlfriend, Sosew

“For ‘Sert, Vanna got everybody a Boston Cream Pie which, on the way home, Girlfriend observed wasn’t a pie at all.  It was cake.  Why’d they do that?  Name it a pie ‘stead of a cake, I wonder?” said Jabber who was caught up in the excitement of it all.  She REALLY loved that pie cake, …….oh….. the lunch, all of it!

Happy birthday good friends!  And many more pies AND cakes to you both!

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