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I got an email today through my etsy shop from a great blog that highlights cool items on etsy.com. In fact that's what its called...the blog...what's cool on etsy this week.

http://www.scoop.it/t/whats-cool-on-etsy-this-week

I am just tickled pink that they featured two of my items in their blog.

One was this portable radio which appears to never have been used.
The other is this super-mod phone in yellow. You know someone wore bell-bottom hip-huggers once as they pushed the giant square numbers on this phone.The bloggers , Nina & Kristina from Norway, think my stuff is cool! Where were these people when I was in high school?

The 70's Rule

After I used my curling iron to make two perfect rolls of hair to be feathered away from my face, I slipped on my clogs, kissed my Davie Jones poster and went outside to jump on my banana-seat bike and meet my friends at the 7-11.



Sorry, channeling my childhood in the 70's. They might be slightly fashion impaired years, but they are still good memories of a simpler life and a time when people were challenging old ways of thinking, and doing it in killer hip-huggers (my father's personal favorite part of the 70's).



It is this nostalgia that has people not much older than I was when the 70's were upon us, now buying little pieces of that time to decorate their homes and themselves.
















I have a lot of fun searching yard sales and thrift stores for little bits of the past, my past, that make me smile and I know will make someone else smile too.

The pictures in today's blog are items from the 70's I have recently sold in my etsy.com shop.

Count Your Pennies

Sometimes you look at the pennies that pile up at the bottom of your purse or the cup holder in your car, you wonder what the heck good are they? What will you do with them. Today I found out.

Linda and I started out bright and early this morning for the Salvation Army, they were having their early "Black Friday" sale, everything in the store was 1/2 off...you know we were there when they opened the doors. But as you would expect, so were about a hundred other people. In the end, I didn't find anything too notable, but we did come across these two lamps that stopped both Linda and I in our tracks, startled at the sheer size and realism of these luminaries...
...both are ceramic and several feet high, and I don't know which makes me smile more, the boy in blue or the two squirrels fighting over a nut.

We'd planned on just going to this sale and then home, but since neither of us found any great treasures, we just couldn't turn back right away. Then I remembered a church thrift store about 15 minutes away I hadn't shown Linda yet, so we headed there. And I'm glad we did. I found this beautiful chenille spread - oh, how I love a pretty chenille spread.

Still not completely depleted of the urge to pick through stuff - although depleted of any more cash -- we stopped at a little shop crammed full of goodies on the way home. Neither Linda or I had ever been there before, but my Aunt Joan had been telling me to stop there for years, but it had been closed whenever I went by...not today.

Today it was open and we found lots of great things - a new spot to explore, yay! When I came across a tin bread box I just had to have it to put in my etsy shop, so I brought it up the the counter and whipped out my debit card, everybody takes those now...apparently, that's not so. Not wanting to leave empty handed, Linda was kind enough to empty her pockets and add it to the meager pile of coins in mine. As the woman behind the counter watched, we scooped the piles of pennies at the bottom of our bags and came up with the exact amount we needed.

The woman was still sorting our change as I walked out with the bread box under my arm.

A Perfect Saturday Morning

I feel a little bad...and strange...about saying this morning was about as perfect a Saturday morning as I could imagine. Bad, because I wasn't with my family - which would have made it more perfect -- and strange because I didn't picture the perfect morning as lying on a tropical beach or being served breakfast in bed.

But it was near perfect to me because it was an absolutely gorgeous fall morning and the other blond and I drove over hill-n-dale, the countryside spread out all around us, to find a little country church that was chock full of fantastic old stuff. Heaven.

After two trips to the car, Linda and I closed the doors on the van and went back in one more time, this time for the homemade pancake breakfast being served to raise money for the church. The conversations around us as neighbor met neighbor and teased each other about the things they bought and the things they donated for sale, was worth the trip in itself.Above is a picture of the things I found in this steepled treasured trove.

My favorite was this really big Santa head pitcher made in 1973 (it was etched on the bottom), such a cute vintage decoration for the holidays...and to pour your neighbor an eggnog.