Post-it Notes

Which addiction is greater: thrifting, or blogging? Before becoming a teacher, I was a music journalist. When I changed my career I was still able to listen to music, but I really missed writing. I'm tickled that I can blog now. I wish I could post each day - for my own amusement and the joy of communicating with like-minded people. I see blogs as a modern version of the scrap book. It's not quite as crafty, but you can still do a lot with blogs.

Including my classroom blog, I have four blogs. It may seem over the top, but posting is loads of fun, free, and easy. There are far worse addictions anyway.

Here are a few things I packed away for a better day. I think it's time to have a better day soon and enjoy them.

I'm not quite sure where I bought this tulip-esque vase. I'm pretty sure it was Goodwill a few years back. Tiny and perfect, it fits in the palm of your hand. I could never figure out what flowers would look best in it, in terms of height.

There is no maker's mark on the bottom.

This little house came from a yard sale in St. Catharines three summers ago. The sale was a little depressing, but for $1.00, I had to have this.

It even has a chimney.

Yup, it's a sewing basket. If only I could sew. Learning to sew is on my bucket list.
Three strawberry pin cushions came inside it, so I gave one to each of my sisters and kept the other one.

These china pheasants came from a musty and dusty antique barn out in the middle of nowhere. I saw these on a shelf behind the cash. They were $40.00 for the pair. Driving back to Hogtown, I thought that every pothole and speedbump would turn my birds into a pile of pretty shards, but they survived the journey. One day, I'd love to live in a big old detached country home. I'd put these on a window ledge on the landing of the staircase. I'd look at them while walking down the stairs and I'd wonder who owned them originally.

I loved the detail and colours.

On the bottom, a very faded sticker reads, "Lefton's Exclusive." Hmmm.