So, how was your weekend? Mine was great, oh, other than that paint can I dumped on my head. I've been know to do some stupid things but this pretty much qualifies me for the DIY Neanderthal Award. (No offense to any specific ancient human) I am just certain that somewhere in the course of human development some poor Troglodyte wore a similar look while cave painting!
I may live in a small town, but it's a place where big things happen. Like the car show that shut down all of main street last Saturday.
Since I live just off Main, I had to get creative about how to get to the Mercantile (affectionately know as "The Merch") in the middle of the town. After snaking around the perimeter and following the detour arrows, I finally made it! Only to find that ominous looking purple car standing guard.
I'm lucky... I know. I blogged about my amazing discovery of the milk barn (aka vintage market) here. ...and it's just down the street.
But my heart about stood still when I discovered the market had set up shop for the day at the 4th of July celebration! My husband tried to distract me by telling me Donny Osmond was about to get soaking wet at the dunking booth. But he failed at deterring me and I headed straight for the furniture display.
What do you call an old outhouse that has been converted into a potting shed? Oh, you are way ahead of me aren't you? I just gave it away in the title.... but I've got to say it again....I'm just so clever...oh, oh...it's a POTTY SHED.
It sure has been a dry spell in our part of the country, but I was absolutely showered with bloggy love last week.
I received 5 blog award nominations from my bloggy friends! I've been thinking that turn about is fair play and I'm shining the spotlight back on these ladies. I am constantly amazed by the new things I learn as I search out blogland. Here is just a sampling.
How was your 4th of July celebration? Did you .... put on your Uncle Sam hat and sparkly sun glasses? .....get splashed in a dunk booth? ....spit out some watermelon seeds on the grass? ....put you hand on your heart when Old Glory went by?