Holy Moly, I can't believe it's almost a week since I posted. I am on vacation this week and I can't seem to remember last week so apparently I was busy getting ready to be on vacation - LOL!
These are a few recent finds I have managed to scavenger here and there. Click the picture bigger and check out the "lace" collar. It is a size that would fit a baby or a doll and it is handmade from bias tape and rick rack and it is PERFECT. Can you imagine someone having the patience to piece that all together just so... amazing!!
I just got the double eggs cups at the VOA today. At first I thought they were Johnson Brother Friendly Village, which I collect. On closer inspection I realized they are a different pattern. I think it is called Old English Countryside. The colors and design are very similar to Friendly Village but the subject matter is different. These have cottages with thatched roofs. They would fit with my collection but not quite right and way too cool to leave behind. I haven't decided yet if I will keep them or put them in my Etsy shop. It really isn't the kind of thing I normally sell since I steer clear of the fragile stuff. I might have to let them steep a while.
So what have I been up to you might wonder. Well probably not, but I'll catch you up anyway 8+).
On Saturday we went to the "Oldies But Goodies" drag races. We both like old cars and that is one of our favorite events. The weather was beautiful for a change and we got to see an old 1930 Studebaker pickup do not one, but TWO incredible wheelies. I thought it was going to go over backwards and I think the driver might have been thinking the same thing as he was gazing up at the blue sky! This was really our first time spending a whole day outside this year and we both got so sunburned we have looked embarrassed ever since.
Yesterday we climbed through the trees about half way to the top of the Ski Bowl ski run on Mt. Hood to watch the mountain bike downhill race. Our son wasn't racing this time but another friend of ours was and this was our first time to see it in person. Oh. My. Gosh. Mountain bikes peddling down through and over the trees as fast as they can go, sometimes FASTER than they can go. Trust me on this. There is really no spectator area. You just find yourself a flat spot to stand and hope it isn't where someone flies off the track. Crazy stuff, I tell you!
Today we went on our own bike ride here in town. There is a new branch to the Springwater Trail we hadn't ridden yet and I wanted to check it out. My bad. It was uphill both ways, I swear.
If I can still walk tomorrow I don't plan to do anything more strenuous than checking out the merchandise on the bottom shelf at the thrift store!