Well, this weekend was kind of a bust. I was really looking forward to going to a flea market I’d heard about, and I had hyped myself up for this outing all last week, but said flea market turned out to be more like a really, really crappy garage sale. Like, garage sale rejects. That’s how bad.
I don’t know what I expected, though. I guess I was hoping for some fabulous antique steals or otherwise interesting, kitschy things. But nope. The most interesting items I found were baby turtles for sale and a bunch of squawky, annoying pet birds.
Anyway, at least Matthew had a good time. He found and purchased some “awesome” brass knuckles and a baton (MEN!).
Below are the only two pictures remotely worth posting. I decided not to bore you with all the bird and turtle pictures…
clearly not thrilled about the flea market.
But here’s to a really awesome week?
:)
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