Junk-A-Rama!

 This is a long post, dear friends, because I had a red-letter junking day on Saturday.  I hit a digger estate sale, two church rummage sales and the VOA.  The benevolent junking overlords were smiling down on me at each stop.

 I haven't tried on the screaming yellow and orange top to see if I should bother washing it yet.  If it works out, I will be easy to spot in a crowd!  The pink and green panels on the right are lace yardage. Look closely and you can see a set of two clear Lucite Christmas triptych-type screens.  I think one of them may have stay with me!

The Old Farmer's Almanac is from 1977, the year my eldest son was born.  I thought he would get a kick out of reading it.

 I never, EVER, find old gummed stickers until I hit this mother lode.  There are hundreds and they are scattered all over my desk as I type.  They are sitting in a neat mid-century pottery dish.

 Go bunny, GO!  I don't know what is chasing him but for 50 cents, I had to rescue him, along with the covered Easter egg dish.  He does have two ears, the other one is just pinned back in the wind.

 Ah, a better look at the fold out Christmas screen in this picture.  The leaping deer planter is a little chippy but, um, 25 cents...

 I do NOT collect tins and I don't know why I have so many.  I just open the back of my car and there they are.

 Pretty "Ye Old Curiosity Shoppe" dinner plate and two blue Lucite confetti candles.

 Old cloth tape measures, tomato pincushions for my collection, a button hook, crochet hat needle and thimble case, two miniature candelabras made from twisted tin, paper doilies and an old leatherette case I will use for an inspiration box.

 Hot iron transfers.  I really need to get around to listing some of these because I have quite a pile.  I'm a lot better at accumulating the junk than I am in listing it - LOL!

 Crochet doilies and sewing trims.  I know I'm supposed to be sworn off buying doilies but I walked in to the second rummage sale just as they were handing out bags and saying, everything you can put in the bag for $5.  Game on.

 Seriously GROOVY 60s tissue box and a sweet 50s sewing pattern.  There were quite a few old patterns at the digger sale but a lot of them looked like they had been through a fire and then water damaged so I passed.  That and the fact that I have at least 50 or 60 in line to be checked.  A very tedious chore.

 Got glitter!  I don't use a lot of glitter but a poke sack full of jars, all for one money at the VOA?  Just in case I need some.

 Oops, there's that tine again.  What's up with that?  Pretty pink ribbon just a little late for Easter crafting.

A-dorable crochet hot pad.   The estate sale was a serious digger sale.  I had to go back on Sunday to see what else had been revealed.  That will be the next post.
I hope you all had the junking luck on your side this weekend!

A Big Dig

 I wasn't planning on hitting any sales last weekend since I was pretty tired already and still have not gotten caught up on the Etsy listing.  When I saw Magpie Ethel's post about her haul from a local digger sale I just had to head over there and see what they had for me.  Oh, my goodness, this house was packed to the rafters, literally.

 I dug the closets in the cellar, I dug under the rafters in the attic, I dug through the garage.  I am POSITIVE I missed a LOT.  There was that much.  Don't hate me, this huge pile of lace was $5.  They were seriously trying to move stuff out and priced accordingly.

 I dug through box after box of sewing patterns under the eves in the upstairs.  I broke a sweat and tied my jacket around my waist and my glasses kept sliding down my nose but I soldiered on.  As Mike and Frank would say, I was junk drunk.  I wish I could have thought of a place to store the creepy old manikin that was up there.

 A neat wooden box and odd little bits and pieces for assemblage projects.

 I dug for a good two hours and the only thing that finally stopped me was exhaustion.  It was pitiful.

 Isn't this a neat jar?  I know it isn't old but I haven't seen one before so home it came.

 A quick look at just a few of the patterns I found.  Sweet old patterns for little girls...

 And for big girls!

 Swing your partner, Yee Haw!!

When I got home I hauled it all in the house with the husband shaking his head that I bought a boatload of work for myself.  Big sigh.  I don't seem to be making any headway on getting caught up....