I'm going to have to give it up for my hometown flea market; a place I absolutely must visit each and every time I go "home" to Missouri. Even though they have oodles of crap, it's totally legal to smoke inside, and the oscar meyer weiner handcart has been there for years, it's still totally rad to visit and shop. Yes, indeed, shop. The place changes names and I just call it the junk store, but really there are so many treasures to be found inside.
Hmm....I'm pretty sure this phone is just one step away from Pottery Barn. I mean, it's a push button phone made to look like a rotary phone. I like the rotary phone look. It's cool.
This is just one view of the oh-so-scary-full-of-cobwebs-and-other-dead-things basement of the building. Filled to the brim with a hoarders delight of chairs, junky appliances and other peed on furniture. I'm sure a lot of it has never been peed on.
Oh my, so many things to look at, and so so so little time.
I'm a big time blog slacker. The truth is I hate to resize all my photos and them wait the time it takes it upload them. Above, the Chicago Super Dawg. went there when my sis was in town. Didn't eat any "dawgs".
Skipped to my lou down to Sprinkles cupcakes. They were so-so for gourmet. Hated the plastic-tasting dots.
However, the kids are always anxious to try a cupcake as evidenced above.
Speaking of "dawgs", haley dear with her new little man Mack. he is such a great dog. Except when he bites my friends. Well, just one of them! ;)
