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……

STALKERS!

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!)

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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.)

And this GORGEOUS FISH!  NOT….

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:

HOW SCARY IS THAT?

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:

Treasure Hunting AT a Good Cause

The Presbyterian Church hosted an all-day sale (indoors), petting zoo, baked goods sale today in Bellevue.  Of course the Brocanters went!  The proceeds were for Alzheimer’s research.

We parked our vehicle at a neighboring church lot and were transported across the street to the sale in this:

Cupcake was in one of her ‘bossy’ moods again and hopped right up in the front seat.  The littlest one of us!  The rest of us were forced to ride stuffed together like proverbial sardines in a can in the back.

What does that mean persactly? Jabber inquired, “that you were proverbial sardines?”

Well, sardines are fishes.  They are not, as far as I am aware, proverbial….but it might have to do with proverbs probably, although it could mean something like the proverb of the loaves and the fishes.  Maybe proverbial sardines offer some sort of a lesson to the masses–said lesson might be to eat less?

Oh I don’t know!  We were crammed together in the back of the golf cart, holding on for dear life, the three of us:  Thumper, Jabber and Vanna!

And wouldn’t you know it?  Jabber found the perfect embellishment to her outfit for the day–two boas, one in black and one in white.  Never one to pass up a bargain and especially such a bargain, she scarfed them up for $1 each (pardon the pun here….scarf….scarfed….they are boas?….oh never mind.)

Jabber shared them with Cupcake and Vanna, of course, but only for a little while:

Vanna wore the black boa because, of course, it coordinated with her outfit. She is our DIVA indeed.

And Cupcake….well, I’ll let the picture speak for itself:

“Wait!  Is she trying to impersonate Santa?” Jabber asked…..

No!  She was luxuriating in the luxury of the white boa, Jabber!

Meanwhile, Thumper had made a deal.  Thumper likes deals almost as much as Girlfriend likes deals–but Girlfriend and Sosew were out of pocket again, off on adventures of their own today.  We waited while Thumper negotiated the deal:

Finally, Thumper came out to talk with Vanna about including HER in the deal!  And she did!  Thumper and Vanna each purchased a purple Alzheimer’s T-shirt to benefit the charity.

  Thumper discusses the deal with Vanna and Cupcake.

Finally, we were done.  After our exciting ride TO the event, we decided to walk back to the car, which we did.

Oh….what’s that you ask?  The baked goodies that Vanna has in her lap?

Cupcake bought us some zucchini bread and we ate that YUMMM! and Vanna took home some homemade cinnamon rolls.

It was a fun sale and a good cause.  We were glad we went.

A Hunting We Did Go….

“A Hunting We Did Go, A Hunting We Did Go, Hi HO the Merry-O, A Hunting We Did Go!” Jabberwocky happily reminisced about all the fun things we saw today.  “Not to mention the treasures we got, too!” Jabber said, but she didn’t mention.

So I will….

Yes, Weeders–it was Saturday and two of our favorite community sales were held today.  We had to decide which one to choose…..it is always a difficult decision.  But since Sosew lived in one community, we decided to go there first.  Besides, she agreed to come with us if we would pick her up.  So we did.

Girlfriend found an area rug for under $10 (I don’t recall the exact amount); Thumper found a fun sign which said, “Kiss The Cat” and while I can’t explain exactly why anybodies would want to do such a thing, she knew.  (Thumper being a Bunny of the highest quality generally knows about these things.)

SOSew found two pairs of Coach tennis shoes which Jabber REALLY wanted, but they didn’t fit Jabber.  They did fit Sosew….Jabber still hasn’t gotten over it.  They were so cute!  Vanna found a Chico’s shirt which she promptly put on.

What?

Oh yes, she HAD on a shirt before, but she liked the new one so much she just changed shirts.  The reason, she said, was that her first shirt was sleeveless and she wanted to cover up her ‘wings’.  I informed her that we ALL had ‘wings’ and we should really be proud of them as they showed we were angels.   Somehow this didn’t seem to make Vanna any more pleased.  The shirt did, however.

Cupcake was in a bossy mood today, too, telling everyone that she, and only she, would sit in the back seat.  She planted her water container there in the holder and got quite miffed if anyone else tried to take her spot.  Cupcake found some books which looked unread (but how does one KNOW they were unread I ask you) and some lovely pillows on which to lie while reading said books, unread or not.

And Jabber!  Well, Jabber found some wonderful treasures which began with:

Yes, Weeders, a gen-u-ine silver birdcage on a stand!  For $5.  It’s perfect in the mint garden.

“You don’t HAVE a bird!” Jabber declared, “but on the other hand, it looks big enough for TMWLH…if he could get through the tiny little door.”

Ignore Jabber.  That was meant as a Joke, Jabber.  We all know that a dog house is what a man is placed in should he misbehave.  I don’t have one of those, but I DO have a kennel….

But I digress….

What did you ask?  Oh….

Well, yes, it’s a mint garden.  I do have some pots with herbs scattered in there, but the mint has taken over and I’ve let it, so I just call it my mint garden.  Got a problem with that?  If you do, then YOU come pull up all that excess mint.  Besides, it does make a nice flavoring for iced tea.  When I think of it….

But I digress!

More about our travels:

We stopped at a house where we’d had great finds last year.  This year the sale was for the benefit of Happy Tails, a no-kill animal shelter.  And for the Brownies, too, evidently.  At this sale, the Brownies were selling cookies:

Aren’t they a cute bunch of little Brownies? (No, no!  The Brownies were not available for adoption–the animals at Happy Tails were available for adoption.  PAY ATTENTION!)

And guess what?  Cupcake was a Brownie and said her goal at that age was to grow up to be a Girl Scout!  Girlfriend, when she saw this photo, said, “Well!  You’d think she’d have BEEN a Girl Scout by now!”  But no, she is a Cupcake instead.

Yep, there is Cupcake still wanting to be a Brownie or a Girl Scout or something……

The Brownies were taking contributions for Happy Tails, selling cookies, and handing out goodie bags (for free!) for shoppers’ DOGS!  Poppy was so thrilled when I came home and told her I’d found some things for her.

  This bag contained six treats such as:

         

And then, Jabber found some other treasures including:

These were $2 total.  Two weeks ago, Jabber found another few of these, and then last week one glass, and this week four more.  It seems that people all decide to dispose of their old items–the SAME items–at about the same time.  Perfectly lovely summer glasses for fun.  And Jabber just loves to have fun.  And pretty things.  And to drink wine….   Well, yes, that too.

Three panels @ $10.  New.

Let me explain–Houdini made a portion of the drapes disappear in the office.

This she did a couple of months ago, whilst teething, by eating off one corner and the weight in said corner of said drapery.  Since then, the drapes have been gathered up and held above Houdini’s mouth grasp, but they really needed replacing.  (And I suppose I shouldn’t tell you how Houdini does her magic tricks, but in this case, we figured it out.)

We retired to Sosew’s for a lovely cup of coffee and bagels.

“What do you mean you ‘retired’?” Jabber  indignantly stated, “You retired YEARS ago!”

Yes, yes.  I did.  What I meant was, Sosew hosted a little gathering at her house.  We’d all had ENOUGH treasure hunting for the day.  Besides, we’d already had to do a drop off earlier at Sosew’s as we’d filled up the van after only ONE BLOCK of shopping.  It was also very hot by  10:30 or so and getting warmer.

At the gathering, right in the middle of our very deep conversations about washing machines, Thumper put her hands up in the air, making circles with them as she is wont to do, and interrupted us for a word from our sponsor with a commercial.  Thumper is wonderful at impromptu commercials.  As we all know.  And which I DID get on video.  However, I regret to inform you that my very life has been threatened should I post such videos on this blog, so I won’t.

However, I will say that after everyone got home, we received this photo and a message which said, “This is what I was talking about!” via smartphone from Thumper:

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.

No.

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!

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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.

Community Sales Have Begun!

Yes, yes, YES! cried the Brocanters….along with a complaint (from Jabber) that there seemed to be three community sales all the same day.  This meant, of course, we would be unable to get to all of them.  So we settled on one near Thumper’s house because Thumper had offered coffee and treats later.  We never turn down treats.  Or coffee.

Off we went!

Thumper takes a look at some items for sale.

We saw some beautiful tulips in bloom–had to get some shots of them….

As always, we were surprised at some things we saw along the way:

  The jumper house was in someone’s backyard–maybe for a party later?

Another innovative seller had put up a huge stand advertising the shirts, lemonade. water and other items they were selling.  Their sale’s proceeds were for an adoption.

  Another big sale….

After several hours of searching for treasures, it was time to take a rest at Thumper’s house.  And have coffee.  And treats!

Raisin Bran muffins which Sosew provided for us along with some raspberry cookies and coffee from Thumper.

  Girlfriend sampled first and declared them delish! although she also asked Jabber, “What are you doing taking my picture?” in a challenging voice.  Jabber moved on to photograph….

Vanna patiently waited, refined lady that she really is, all alone, at the table–the kitchen table…..

She had to sit at the kitchen table because, as Thumper explained, the dining room table belonged to Scout.

Scout’s table.

Scout is a cat.

Scout is the only cat I’ve ever known who has his own table.  I wonder if he requires wait service?  I expect he does.

How very civilized!

Moving along in our visit, Sosew showed us her latest sewing creations!  How beautiful!

  But wait, there is more!!!

A beautiful purse to match!

  Very professionally done, too, I must add!  It was lovely…..

Then it was time for a brief pause for a commercial.

Provided by Thumper.

Who always has such personal and interesting commercials.

 This was all about her brand new Bissell floor cleaner!

Thumper missed her calling as a television advertising personality.  I am sure of it.  I mean, wouldn’t you buy a Bissell floor cleaner from her?  Look at that expression on her face!

‘Twas time to leave and take our treasures home.  We’d had a good time visiting, ‘scored’ some treasures for ourselves, enjoyed delicious treats and coffee, and of course, a wonderful commercial, too.

For a Saturday morning, it doesn’t get much better than this!

Saturday Morning Brocanting and Brunch

“Now there is a table full of trouble” Jabber stated emphatically.

Who?

Us?

Left to right:  Girlfriend, Cupcake, Jabber, Vanna, Sosew, Thumper

We aren’t trouble.  We just get INTO trouble–and make a lot of noise and say outrageous things and have a good time.  Like today when a seller said to one of our Brocanters downstairs, “It sounds like they are having a PARTY up there,” referring to other Brocanters upstairs.

We were.  Sosew found a book with the title, “Sex for One”–we all burst into laughter.  (No, we did not look at the book.  And no.  We didn’t buy it either.)  One never knows what a sale will have to offer–sometimes treasures and sometimes just a good laugh.

Girls just wanna’ have fun, right?

It’s the first time in quite a while that all the Brocanters have been together–so we had to celebrate and have brunch at Crumb de la Crumb after sales.  Vanna joined us for brunch, but didn’t make it for the expedition which took us to several locations.

Once in a while, it’s just appropriate to show all the Brocanters together.

“Oh, come on….once in a while you just like to see yourselves.  Am I right?” Jabber asked.

Of course.

BEST GROUP OF FUN LADIES EVER!

 

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.

http://www.therightplanet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Yoda.jpg

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.

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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!

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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.)

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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……..

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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.

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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. 

Nope. 

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………)

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

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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!

http://southernfriedpatinas.weebly.com/

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

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

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Spectacular colors in the tree and bush in this neighborhood!

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

 

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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.

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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!

 

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