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Vintage Pegs, Let My Fingers Do the Walking

The bucket of pegs.
I want to run my fingers through them just looking at the picture.

Sometimes when you are at a garage sale, you will run across an item that is so cool that you know if you don’t buy it, you will spend the rest of your life regretting it. Okay, maybe not that long, but a long time.

Anyway, Lynne and I were at a garage sale last weekend and I ran across something that describes this scenario perfectly. The item I found was peg boards and pegs.

The boards are about 12×12 inches square. They look like actual pegboard and they have patterns that fit over them. A student is supposed to match the colored pegs to the pattern. They have always reminded me of a Lite Brite without the electricity.

The pegs come in all different colors, and they are about 2-3 inches long and they are made of wood. When you stick your hand in the container and wiggle your fingers, they make a really neat wooden sound. That may be the reason I like them so much.

I believe the board and pegs are about 30 to 40 years old and they just have that awesome vintage feel. The graphics on the back are very cool, so needless to say I bought them. I knew I could not take the stress of lifetime regret.

Since I picked them up, I have been running ideas though my head and this process has become a nice calming oasis in my otherwise hectic world. I think that I may try several ideas and then again, maybe, I might just hang out with the container of pegs and run my fingers through them. Ahhhh…so calming.

-Cheri

Space Invaders

Space Invader TV Tubes
The space invaders ready for a war of the worlds. Or maybe just a close encounter.

Space Invaders

Space Invader TV Tubes
The space invaders ready for a war of the worlds. Or maybe just a close encounter.

I pick up lots of small items at sales, and I have always had a pretty vivid imagination. I like to create creatures out of objects. The TV tubes are the perfect example. At one point you have just TV tubes, (which are really pretty amazing works of art by themselves), but if you put eyes on them, you give them a personality. And if you give the creatures a landscape, you have a whole story. It’s true, one picture is worth a thousand words.

TV tube robots
A really close encounter.

-Cheri

A Rose Jar for Another Century

Mason jar full of rose petals
Mason jar full of rose petals

Several years ago while I was selling on eBay, I came across an antique Japanese ginger jar full of rose petals, with a slip of paper that said “Rose jar, 1868.” That slip of paper and those petals elevated that object into a story. I wanted to do the same thing with the dried roses from my wedding bouquet.

It took me a while to find just the right container. I would have loved an antique ginger jar, but those are not going for 50 cents at every local garage sale. Mason jars, on the other hand …

Wedding bouquet
Wedding bouquet

Here you can see my bouquet before it dried. The pink and yellow roses are beautiful. My Uncle Bob and Aunt Rita bought the flowers as a wedding gift, and Cheri arranged them. Cheri also made boutonnieres, and I saved my husband’s along with the bouquet. I hope that 100 years from now, the roses and that slip of paper will tell our story.

-Loryn

Lanterns and Fortunes and Dragons, Oh My!

McDonald's Special Promotion
Lanterns, banners, dragons and even uniforms from McDonald's sauces promotion.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another weekend has come and gone. It was over way too quickly. But, Lynne and I hit some interesting garage sales this weekend. If the sales don’t seem to be going very well, I have a game I like to play. I try to find the item that the seller puts out and says, “Go ahead, put it out, someone will buy it”.

To me a garage sale is a safari, or a scavenger hunt. My mind is going a hundred miles a minute trying to figure out what I will do with the item I just picked up, how does it fit in with what I have?  Do I have any idea what I may use if for? Garage sales are not for the weak willed.  A lot of thought goes in to any object you pick up, often, it is exhausting. After a summer of sales, I am usually glad to see them end and give myself a rest, and then, after a few weeks I am back to craving sales again.

Each week I would like to document the strangest, oddest, or neatest item we have found at a sale. The one for this week is a real doozy. After a bit of research I found out that in 1986 McDonalds had a promotion on their McNugget sauces. The sauces were Teriyaki, Sweet and Sour and Hot mustard. The nuggets included a carry out box and chopsticks and even a fortune cookie. For some reason, I do not recall this, as I really am a McDonalds Freak. Anyway, at a local sale, I found 4 oriental uniform shirts, 2 large paper dragons, 4 oriental hats, 2 banners and 10 paper Japanese Lanterns. The lanterns were what really sold me.

One of my boys promptly confiscated a dragon and put it on his ceiling in his room, and it looks really good.  As for the rest of the items, I think I will use the lanterns in my room, and I will probably keep the rest packed, until I decide if I can sell it or hang on to it for posterity.  After all, they really don’t take up a lot of space. (Keep telling yourself that Cheri).

-Cheri

Confessions of a Rock Collector

Rock collection
Rock collection

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am a collector, and when I say collector, I mean collector. I love to collect things, such as rulers, hand mirrors, pins, old rusty latches, skeleton keys and rocks. You might laugh at the rock part, but that is truly the one item I have collected my whole life. I don’t know what clicks in a person to make them look at a rock and say “I really love that rock, that is one of the coolest, prettiest, loveliest, most interesting rock I have ever seen”. Since my very first rock I was hooked. I can look into a pile of rocks and find the one I really want, it is almost like it speaks to me.

In my elementary science class I had to do a rock collection, and I thought to myself, I have this one in the bag, or so I thought. It turns out that my teacher did not want to see my pretty rocks, he wanted to know the geological names of them. Talk about disappointment, I really thought I had found a kindred spirit with my rock mania. And really, I don’t care which part of the earth they came from.

I have since found a few people that share my rock fondness, but I do believe that we really are a rare breed. I thought maybe I would take a photo to show how I have displayed some of my prized possessions. So, feast your eyes, my fellow rock hounds.

Cheri