Showing posts with label garagesales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garagesales. Show all posts

Monday, September 14, 2009

Weekly Ramble - 15/09/09

Shew! I’m cream crackered! A few hours in the garden is ok but I really shouldn’t try it all in one hit. Smaller doses is the key in future…will I never learn.
My broad beans got a bit of a battering that last storm we had so goodness know if we’ll get any veggies from them. We might have to rely on Uncle Jim again cheers Uncle Jim.

One good thing to come of it (the garden) I’ve discovered the compost heap has gotten along quite well all winter with the minimum of input from me. It’s a kinda magic

Yesterday my computer went haywire but it seems to be ok now. How would I know if it’s been infected

More news from the specialist/surgeon…he wants Brian to have a MRI scan asap. What exactly does asap mean when we are still awaiting an appointment date. More waiting. More worry.

Brian was bad week last week with back ache and a really bad nose cold. Thank goodness he’s alot better now. Well enough to play a snooker tournament this afternoon.
I had a whole paragraph here but on rereading it sounded a complete jumble of unrelated thoughts - oh hang on that's what a ramble is huh LOL anyway
rambling is okay so long as people can understand you otherwise it just becomes sad and worrying. Am I sad and worrying anyone yet? No? Well give me time LOL.

We bathed the dog this afternoon; he needed it. Poor guy took off round the house soon as he saw the bucket of water. He likes his bath well enough once he’s in the tub; at least he doesn’t struggle while Brian holds his head and I‘m shampooing him, (the dog). He is so snugly clean now. They both are

Brian’s ex has added me as a friend on Facebook! The last word we had from her was threatening and now she wants to be friends? Oh well she always was a bit strange. I was going to snub her but hey life’s too short and she is the mother of his only child even if they don’t communicate. No they haven’t fallen out as such. More like years of mutual neglect I guess.

I just love garage sales and last weekend there were 6, all on one day
I want a huge house where I can display all the lovely things I find. Fortunately we have a very small house so I have to sell most of it.
Last weekend I found a pair of 1971 West German vases. Aren't they lovely.
I have to keep them, at least for a little while. I also I came across the garishly coloured ashtray above signed by Georges Briard and the set of 1976 Hornsea cups and saucers. All in all a successful day.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Weekly Ramble 15/08/09


Brian chose last weekend to be ill. On a day when there were no doctors on duty he developed excruciating abdominal pain.
He was in such pain I thought we might have to call an ambulance but after a 4 hour sleep he was a bit better though pretty weak.

On Monday we visited the doctor who thinks gall stones or fatty deposits are blocking the liver duct. Brian has an ultrasound in about 3 weeks time and until then is on a fat free diet.

I didn’t realise how few foods are fat free. Processed foods are out as are white flour products but he can have skimmed milk.
I know he can have vegetables and fruit but what else? If anyone has any ideas let me know please!

Oh and just 2 weeks ago we bought this cute little kitchen helper for making cakes etc - I haven’t even used it yet lol.

Brian brought in the mail on Friday saying, “I don’t like the look of this there’s a black envelope and it's addressed to us.”
It turned out to be an invitation to my niece’s wedding in February…unusual say the least! or is it just me - oh and the actual invitation was printed on black card so what do you think?

I spent this afternoon re-reading some of my old blogs - the ones I’d transferred over to Yahoo profiles from 360 and it’s put me in a melancholy mood because I don't recognize the person who wrote them. That person had a sense of humour, she saw the ridiculous in every day life and wrote about it. She even made me smile once or twice.
I believe my humorous bone has disappeared and I’m going to have to sit down and do an inventory to see what else might be missing.

As usual we went to the garage sales this morning. At one place the chap was asking $10.00 each for 5 small hardback books written by Barry Crump. “They are collectors items.” He said.
Well, my jaw dropped as I hurriedly replaced the books…Did I miss something? When did Barry Crump become so sort after?
I gave the guy one of my famous looks and moved on.

“How much for this?” I asked and held up a metal candle stick with attached snuff. “That’s a real antique,” he says…“I want $50.00.”
“You’re kidding right! it’s not antique, it’s a reproduction, look it‘s never even been used. It‘s too new looking!” and put it back also.

These antiques too?” I ask. I had picked up a couple of genuine papyrus sheets of Egyptian (tourist type) origin, definitely NOT antique but very prettily hand painted and in good condition.
No he says, I can have them for a couple of dollars. Okay I say and hand over the cash.

Serves you right for being so greedy I think as I wonder if I can get $10.00 each for them on Trademe because oddly enough these papyrus sheets with painted ancient Egyptian scenes are very popular for some reason.

When we were leaving I realised why he was so familiar - he used to have the antiques shop in town a couple years back.