But we didn't plan for Vaughn to get sick. And for him to have to stay in the hotel all day with a fever and chills and the whole 9-yards.
He insisted we go on, Parker and me. He wanted us to enjoy our day.
Although we would have given anything for him to go with us, we
|Even a random sign near the parking lot thrilled me!|
I anticipated buying new jewelry, gaudy jewelry, actually. I was hoping to find a charm bracelet adorned with vintage Crackerjack toys. Pins, earrings, necklaces.
I've been searching for a big, obnoxious, vintage sign for above my living room windows. With a quirky message, of course. So that was on my list of "Things I Want Real Bad."
In my imaginings, the whole back of the Jeep would be full of my junkin' treasures upon arrival back home in Oklahoma.
I was sure to find idea after idea after idea. I mean, that's a given when attending a junk show like this one. Ways to decorate with the things I have. New things to start collecting at garage sales and thrift stores. I planned to eyeball the quite-often-adorable vendors and customers, people who love junk like me, and adapt some of their fashion to mine.
We walked in the 4-H Building at the Iowa State Fairgrounds around 9:00 a.m., opening time. Talk about junk overload. It was all my expectations and more.
|As I'm posing for this picture I'm thinking...C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, LET'S JUNK!|
|Parker's into junk too, especially office supplies these days. Ha.|
|IDEA: Dictionary page with stenciled design. So neat-looking.|
|The button on her shirt says, "It's a junk thing you wouldn't understand."|
|We loved the IDEA of using a folded tape measure to display photos.|
|Another great IDEA: Numbers and buckets are happy together.|
|This giant #1 begged for our attention. IDEA: Buy all things number.|
Next blog: photos of the things I got.