Day 646's weekend recap

We had a weekend of ups and downs, first the up. Since we're old people now (ha!) and unable to sleep in, we were up and going at 7am on Saturday morning. I had seen a sign for an estate/garage sale close to our house, so we checked it out. It was kind of a bust, but it led to a treasure hunt of 7 or so other sales around town. We just followed the signs!

We spent about $14, and came home with two old books (a 1937 edition of Gone With the Wind and a 1914 book on etiquette), a cute copper urn (for 50 cents!) and a really pretty turquoise ceramic lamp with a neat wooden neck. It works, but I'm going to rewire it and get a shade and give it my sister, who's getting married this summer (don't worry, she already knows about it. I was so excited about my $3 find that I took a camera phone pic and sent it to her as soon as my transaction was complete).


While we were out running errands, I convinced Wes to stop into an antique store I recently discovered. I had seen this fabulous bench one afternoon on a quick stop-in, and was curious whether it was still there. We scoured the aisle where it had been, but to no avail. I chalked up to a loss. We continued to browse for fun, and as we turned a corner (on the opposite side of the store!), there it was! And just as lovely as I remembered.

The shop was having a sale, and Wes was instantly as enamoured as I had been (which doesn't happen often), so he floored me when he offered to take it home with us that day! I still can't believe it; he is too good to me. Anyway, the base dates to the early 1900's and it has the original paint on it, which is appropriately chipped and has faded to a lovely shade of blue-gray. The seat is new and covered in burlap, and I just love it! Thank you dear!

Local gals (or guys) might want to know that it was in the Hoover Antique Gallery, which is conveniently located next to/behind the HomeGoods on Highway 31. It's a dangerous little corner, that's for sure!


And then to not-so-fun part of the weekend. We haven't seen our beloved cat, Peepers since Saturday afternoon. He loves to wander outside, but always always always comes in for the night. Everyone keeps saying that "cats do that," and I had a kitten disappear and then come back 6 months later when I was a kid, but it's not really much consolation, to be honest. I've made some posters to put out around the neighborhood today, so I'm hoping that either someone invited him into their house (he's never met a stranger!) or that someone will know something. At this point I just want to know if I should still be watching the kitchen window for him to let me know he's ready to come inside, you know? Sorry to be a downer!