The flea market was a little more beanie-baby/overpriced 'antiques' than the vintage fabric/notions we were expecting. Still, I walked away with these little bits - 8 glasses that match what we currently use, (but are always breaking, so replacements are a welcome sight), a butter dish to match a tea set I have (I have a feeling I'm going to subject you to a whole long story about that soon), and this vintage hat pattern that I thought would be just stunning (see below for it's stunning glory. Ahem). While not so materially successful, it was a great day nonetheless. I mean, really, beanie babies and matchbox cars can be plain awful alone (unless that's your thing, of course), but with a good friend, it was made all the more fun (and funny).
So yeah, the vintage hat pattern.This is definitely NOT what I was expecting. Ha! But perhaps it's a good lesson in laughing at myself? Yeah, that's it. Or perhaps the start of a frightening halloween costume for the Mama? Hmn, any ideas? I think I'll stick with the mailorder hats from now on. She knows what she's doing. I, clearly, do not.
Never expected this one, either. Sitting with my knitting at the skate park intown this weekend, while Calvin got his halfpipe groove on. So very MOM. You can definitely put this close to the top of the Top Ten Places I Never Thought I'd Knit. But was it fun? Yes, yes it was.
Didn't expect this either. Though, I guess with us being more "out" in the world this fall (for classes and such), I shouldn't be surprised that by the end of the weekend, we are all sick. Tis the season. And I hear there's whooping cough and pneumonia kicking around town right now. Fun. The good news? We're doing it all at once.
I guess I'm off to make some soup, after all. I *did* expect to do that.
PS. Don't expect much from me this week. ;)
