“Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon after their three o'clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum. The day was twenty-four hours long, but it seemed longer. There's no hurry, for there's nowhere to go and nothing to buy...and no money to buy it with.”
|I love this. A sign next to some clocks in an antique store.|
I go back to work in a little over two weeks. This summer has flown by, my friends. I am always enormously grateful for the time off that comes with my job. When I started working for Mountain Brook Schools 7 years ago, it was important and almost a given that I would find a summer job. But this summer I decided to make it my own. I have been back and forth between Birmingham and Huntsville, helping my mother. My Dad fell on June 9th and the result was a compound fracture to his ankle. Dad has been in and out of hospital and rehab and we still have a long road to go. But he is strong and my time at my childhood home has actually been a good thing for me.
Home is where the heart is, and the pool for me. I have made fewer trips to the pool than planned this summer. On the flip side have been spending a lot of energy doing garage sales and trying to promote my items on local trading sites to make some extra cash. My time off also affords me more simple moments with friends I do not get to see as much when I am working during the school year. Just yesterday my friend Marissa and I made the excursion out to Pell City to check out the thrift stores and antique markets they are known for. That’s right, selling all my designer clothes on Mountain Brook Trading and down sizing to a simpler life of thrift store clothes. It is my new thing. I have not given up manicures and pedicures, so no worries, just realizing that life is more important than a designer pair of shoes. Finding that one gem in 1000 racks of junk at a thrift store is awesome. Out with the old and in with the older.
So on the road we went my old friend and I. Our first stop was The American Thrift store in Pell City. We were scavenging for about an hour and came out with some great deals. I walked out of there with four items for under 11 dollars. Marissa scored with a cute gingham oversized shirt for lounging and a vintage BAMA shirt. Not Too Shabby.
While I am talking Shabby how about shabby chic? That was our next stop at Landis Antiques. It is three stories and they have everything you need. If you are looking for a voodoo doll, they have it. A 1980 Jane Fonda cookbook, it’s there. A velvet framed image of Luke Skywalker - yep they have it. I walked out of there for under ten dollars with an owl mug and a green decanter for Michael (he collects decanters). Marissa found the deal of the century. She collects jadeite and found a little jadeite bowl for a great price. We were pleased.
|My fruit basket form the Flea Market and a green|
bottle for Michael that I purchased at Landis.
We were so pleased with our purchases that we decided to make a pit stop at Crackle Barrel to eat lunch. It was turning into a good old Mayberry kind of day. After our country cooking we made one more stop on the way home. I can’t remember the name of the place but it is this huge flea market near Leeds. This was my favorite place. I only left there with one item, a hanging fruit basket, but it was worth the stop. Marissa scored and found some Amish Pyrex, also a great find.
It was relaxing day with a great friend. I have two more weeks to get creative before I go back to work. This weekend is the highly anticipated Southbound Music Festival put on my husband and his brother David along with Birmingham Mountain Radio. Next week we are planning a trip to Huntsville to check in on my dad.
Time is ticking; I need to get some more pool days in. So, despite some bumps along the way this summer, so far this has been a productive one.
Some more interesting shots from our day in Pell City....
|Blue Willow. I own so much of this|
it would make your
eyes bleed, so I passed.
|Southern Living cookbooks.|
The exact same ones that sit in my mother 's
kitchen today. PASS.
|Two calendar teas towels. One the year my husband was born |
and the other the year I was born.