Going Once, Going Twice, Sold!

Tomorrow is my official anniversary, but we started celebrating on Friday because I pitched a hissy fit that I was going to be selfish. I was going to take the time to properly have some fun and celebrate and if my children didn't like it, too doggone bad. You see, my teen angel (normally) threw a world class dramatic melt-down to end all melt-downs because of how awful we were to want to actually go out when she had hit us up at the last minute to go hang at the mall with friends.

If we did this all the time, I can see some reason in her argument. In reality, my hubby and I go out maybe once for every 10 times this child hangs out with friends, goes to the movies, goes out to eat, spends the night elsewhere or has an entire house full of eating teenagers over.

Once her voice got to a certain pitch and her argument had begun to go off in stream of consciousness tandems, I shocked her silent with my own little meltdown. We were going out, in fact, we might go out for every meal until the stroke of midnight on October 1st, but get over it, we were getting out of Dodge with or without her goodwill.

I must tell you, it's been a simply delicious weekend (insert wicked grin here). Friday evening, we drove up to Gettysburg on a whim. Hopped out of the car and started wondering around. Of course, it's evening, so my favorite pasttime is out: shopping. We did turn the corner to see the lights of the Majestic Theater and a show starting at 7 o'clock. We look at our watches. Hmm, it's 7 o'clock! For $7.00 each, we were ushered by swanky folk into our theater to see a terribly naughty British film called "Death at a Funeral" through which we laughed so hard, we cried. We sat in a love-seat type of chair! Tim didn't realize that I love Alan Tudyk from watching Firefly, so I was very excited to see this flick. Completely unpolitically correct and a poke at all the manners & decorum expected at a funeral=Super Fun!

Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny and our luck was running well since the youngest preteen angel's soccer game wasn't until 3 o'clock. We packed some water, sodas and energy bars and headed out to Johnsville's Ruritan for an auction. I had really wanted to go to this auction to bid on a set of old Post Office boxes (they went for a huge sum, so no-go), but after scoping out the offerings, we decided to stay. Since there were 2 auctioneers going at the same time, we each got a number and split up. I must have good taste because some of my favorite prospects went for more than I was willing to bid, but I stuck it out. Plus, this is my maybe twice yearly tasting of the local church ladies' red velvet cake. Girlfriend, it was gooooood!

Here are a few photos of my finds. Not everything is here. Hard to get the old sled up on the table and I couldn't include all the instant relatives (old photos), vintage books, record covers, postcards and Christmas decor, so I got as much as I could in the photos.

Best finds were a 1886 store ledger, a large McCoy planter, a hand-tied quilt, boxes of Instant Ancestors, a Coats & Clark zipper display and the vintage sled. All in all, it was a cheap date. We usually don't buy it unless we'll use it. If you see our house, you'll realize, that yes, this really IS our house. Full of vintage, old stuff. I was singing a happy song the entire way home!

Last night, we went out again! Fave Mexican place and it was goooood.

Guess what? We're going out AGAIN tonight! Aren't we bad? Celebrating our anniversary doing some of our favorite things?

More journal pages coming soon, but had to get the auction finds posted before everything found a home! All that walking and auctioning got my steps in. How are you doing as we head into the home stretch of this 21 days?