Dress Shop or Vintage?

Good Morning or Afternoon or Evening wherever you are. 

I didn't go to church this morning.  Stuffy head, achy body, cough and no rest.

I'm listening to praise and worship. I wanted to catch up on my blogging. Have I said this internet is awwwwwful! I can't get blogger to come up or anything for that matter so I'm back to the IPhone and peck, peck, peck. 

Blogging on the phone is almost impossible for me. As long as I can type, I can sit for hours and read and write. Pecking and signing on and on and on and the ADHD kicks in. I can't sit still waiting. 

It's been crazy!!! I love my retail job with The Loft Outlet. My boss almost flipped out when I told her I had maybe ten outfits and only about 5 fit. When I told her that I wasn't a clothes, shoes or jewelry person she bout fell in the floor.  I said, "You probably would not have hired me had you known?" She said, "I don't know." She laughed! But truly I think I'm not what she expected. I think she likes me but putting outfits together has been a new experience for me. I'd just rather be thrifting junk shops. Give me a box of junk and I can pull together an outfit that is inviting but give me a mannequin and I'm lost.

I'm learning, but I don't know if this will be permanent.  I can barely walk or straighten up by the time I get home. I just don't know if my body can take it. I absolutely love my boss and the atmosphere is fun! But...

Just praying for David a better paying job or me a less strenuous job. I never dreamed that finding a good paying job in Nashville would be so hard.

Just thought I'd show you a few of the things I've picked up lately. Simple is what I do best.

I picked up this fabric pumpkin at my favorite vintage store.

Yey! It's gray! I pulled out my Southern Living ironstone cake plate to display.

Something's missing. Yes! A doilie. 

The fabric felt like felt. It's so soft.

That stem! Oh how I love!!! Natural beauty is the best.  

I prefer a vignette to a dress shop display any day! Which do you prefer, one to the other or both?

A Vintage Shop

There's a vintage shop that I frequent quite often. Well, it's been less often lately. Crazy, but I have no idea what the name is. It's a little house off the highway and if you aren't looking for it, you'll miss it every time.

The outside can sometimes resemble a junk yard, the kind I like to meander around. You'll find galvanized buckets, rusty iron beds, chippy painted patio sets, farmhouse tables with probably more layers of lead paint than you or I'd care to know about, rusted tractor wheels, bobbed wire and pitch forks, more yard tools and farm equipment. 

Inside are the more refined treasures.

I'm seeing a reoccurrence of Shabby Chic, and I'm loving it. 

I'm going back this weekend in hopes to snag some of this vintage pink stuff, Pom-poms and scraps of vintage fabric.

And maybe this lamp???

Is this framed ad not just the cutest?!

I could not pay a fortune for this drawer but I can find my own and make it just as pretty for little or nothing. Yes, the wheels are turning.

Remember my pink phone? It was my friend's and I gave it back when I moved. She didn't say,"Ohhhhh, just keep it!" So I'm searching for a pink one like the white one in the ad. 

True story...A few weeks ago a friend of mine was in the hospital. Her granddaughter was there for a few hours when the phone (the land line) rang.  

My friend: "Answer the phone."

Granddaughter:  "I don't have the phone."

My friend: "That phone."

Granddaughter : "That's a phone?"

Yes, dear that would be a phone. And it's a new one, a push button. We'd definitely have to teach our grands how to dial a rotary phone. 

This bottom of a canning cupboard had great bones, more solid than anything you'd buy today. 

This is the end of today's tour.

More to Come.

Reminiscing

Today was a Bonnie-day. Yes, it was and I don't feel guilty, not one bit!

I went to try on clothes first, which I hate! I've been a sweat pants/pajama kind of girl for 5 years. 

I just drove around a bit. I noticed a sign, "Barn Sale," so I did a U-turn. Oh my goodness! I truly was on a sentimental journey.

The winding road took me back to the days of my childhood. I sat at this gate and thought of the days that my favorite cousin and I sat on the gate and talked about the boys we liked and sang songs 

to the tune of David Cassidy and The Partridge Family, "I think I love you..."

Although you can't see that the leaves are beginning to change, the feel of Autumn is in the air.

This was not the barn. The "barn" was a pre-constructed metal building and there wasn't much to see or buy. I liked this little shed instead. It reminded me of my granddaddy's shop. His shop was really a broken down shack where he kept two broken refrigerators repurposed to keep fishing bait. 

Now this I wanted to take home with me. 

This was only part of my day. I'll save the rest another day.

I have to tell you that I drove and reminisced. I shed a few good tears, yes, the good kind. I talked to a cousin on FB and we both agreed that it's time we got together.

This is My Father's World

 I'm still fighting these overwhelming feelings of sadness. There are so many people hurting, people I love back home. It would be impossible to share how long my prayer list has become. We've had one tragedy after another for several months now. A young girl killed in an accident, a friend of my sister has a heart attack and dies at 50, several of my friends are fighting cancer and enduring treatments one of which recently lost the battle, mother and her brother are killed in an accident while her husband, a friend's life hangs in the balance, a young college sophomore is accidently killed by his best friend, both families that I love. It's been overwhelming. 

I am feeling the need to hear from the Lord more than ever before. This is when I miss home, the familiar, family and friends. 

Last night I chose to put in my ear plugs and listen to a Charles Billingsly concert on YouTube rather than listen to the ridiculous presidential debate.

It's safer in this little corner of my world. 

I took the plugs out for a moment when I caught the words, "According to the law, an unborn child has no constitutional  rights." That did it! 

Trump's response to Clinton's stance secured my vote for him.

  

If God cares for the birds of the air and is pleased to give his little ones the kingdom, then He's gonna take care of his children. 

Today I slowed down a few feet from the stop sign of our subdivision to behold the beauty of the Lord. In a world of uncertainty, of this one thing I'm sure,

This is my Father's World. He is and will be King of Kings and Lord of Lords regardless of who is president of this  land.