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Things have taken a turn for the worse. It’s been one thing after another. Last Thursday night, one of my husband’s coworkers was driving home from work on I-57 at 2 am. She was hit by a drunk driver who was going 85 in a 55 mph zone. He was out celebrating his 25th birthday and his blood alcohol level was .123. He struck Stephanie’s 1999 Jeep and it went over a concrete barrier, flying off a bridge, landing on railroad tracks below. We were originally told the car burst into flames then but later found out it burst into flames when it was hit before it went over the side. She was so burned up that they had to use DNA to verify the body. When Greg was at work on Friday, he was told that they weren’t sure if it was her. They knew it was her car and that she hadn’t picked up her child or gone home the night before. Everyone in his office is pretty shaken up. Stephanie was only 39, married with one boy about 5 or 6 years old. My husband worked with her the last 10 years or so at both O’hare airport and Midway. We are waiting to hear when her funeral will be. A GoFundMe has been set up in her name (Stephanie Anselmo) for her family. I don’t usually believe in donating to those but in this case it seemed the right thing to do. I met her a few years ago when I volunteered to help with the canine training at Greg’s office. We donated $100 and it’s now over $10,000.

 
About 2 1/2 weeks ago, Greg got a phone call from his oldest brother John. He was crying and saying that his wife Jane had just been diagnosed with breast cancer in both breasts. She is about 64 years old. Greg called John back this past weekend to find out how things are going. Jane was having an MRI on Monday and then meeting with her chemotherapy doctor. It sounds like there is one tumor in each breast and they are different kinds of cancer. She is having chemo first to shrink the cancer, then a lumpectomy and radiation. She caught it early and it doesn’t sound like it has spread to her lymph nodes. I have no doubt Jane will beat this as she is tough and she has a really great team of doctors up at Froedtert Hospital in Milwaukee.
 
The most recent bad news is that my husband’s favorite aunt was put into hospice on Monday evening. She had a fall last Wed. and had been going downhill ever since. She has quit eating and drinking which means it won’t be long now. Aunt Ann is 84 and I have loved her deeply since I first met her almost 35 years ago. Above everyone else, she made me feel welcome and accepted. I always said if I didn’t have my mother, I would want her as a mother. She is a saint and I hate that she has to leave this world already. So now we are expecting a call any day about her. 
 
The situation my husband has been dealing with which I’m not at liberty to discuss is still hanging over our heads. There is a glimmer of hope in that he has a few people helping him now but there is still no end in sight. We are both excessively nervous/worried and having trouble sleeping. It is taking a toll on us but I am pretty confident we will make it through.
 
There’s not a lot to look forward to. We got new iPhones on Valentine’s Day as a gift to each other. We both got the new iphone11. I got the pro max and he got the regular 11. Neither one of us have figured out how to use all the features. I thought it would make me want to take more pictures and post more on Instagram but that hasn’t changed. I will touch base when I know more about what’s going on.

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Overall, we had a lovely time on our last vacation. We left Thurs. Sept. 7th and got back Friday Sept. 15th. We stayed at the Rustic Barn RV Park in Kieler, WI. Located in the SW corner of the state, it is in the middle of nowhere, yet within minutes of Galena, IL and Dubuque, IA. The RV park was expensive but also one of the nicest we’ve stayed in. It is surrounded on all sides by cornfields and cow pastures. We had a fantastic view of the cows and the dogs enjoyed going down by the cows every day. Elvis was a bit afraid of them due to their size but Amber wanted to get close to them and play. They weren’t afraid of the dogs but kept their distance. There was a sign saying that the fence was electrified so we didn’t push it.RV

We had a fire 4 of the 8 nights and sat around the campfire making smores. I bet it’d been 10 years since we’d done that. Mom used to love it but as she got older, she didn’t want to sit around the campfire and we didn’t do it without her. We had a picnic table on a concrete pad right outside of our campsite. We ate at least one meal a day out there, usually lunch. It was like a picnic. I didn’t bring a tablecloth so spread out a large beach towel. The bugs weren’t bad and the weather was ideal! It was in the 70’s every single day and not a drop of rain. 
Of course, when we got home they hadn’t had any rain here either so our garden was mostly dead. We only got 3 more cucumbers for a total of 40 this year. We got a few peppers and all our tomatoes are green and not turning red. I don’t know what that means. Now we’ve had a heat wave for the past week with temperatures hitting 90-95. The past 5 days we’ve broken heat records. Our grass is starting to look dead. So is everyone else’s. We watered the backyard the past 2 nights since there’s still no rain in the forecast. 
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The first day of vacation, both Amber and Elvis ran away. Into the cow pasture when the cows weren’t there. Greg went to get them and after they had a good run, Elvis came back. Amber was having too much fun so Greg went under the electrified fence and laid down in the field and Amber came over. I was afraid we’d never see her again. The thing is Ivy is the big runner and she didn’t get loose. It is truly nerveracking to have them run away plus embarrassing and disheartening. Having a dog that won’t come to you when you call them hurts. But I guess it’s just “dogs being dogs”. 
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We did a lot of fun things that week. We went to 2 casinos in Dubuque, IA: “The Que” and Diamond Jo’s. The Que was terrible and we didn’t even stay longer than a half hour. Diamond Jo’s was a lot of fun. We ate there twice at the buffet—once for free and once for $7. We enjoyed playing there but didn’t win anything to speak of. Our money lasted longer than at The Que though. 
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We went to downtown Galena and split it between 2 mornings. We brought the wheelchair along but Greg’s mother didn’t use it once! It takes up almost the entire back of the truck so we’re not bringing it next time. My mother-in-law walked some and then sat on the benches that they have along the main street. She doesn’t do stairs at all. Galena is a quaint little town that is basically a tourist trap. There are stores but not really to my taste. Only a few antique stores there and I only bought 2 books. Greg’s mother bought a purse at a shop that was going out of business. The prices were kind of ridiculous and I’m too cheap to pay them. I love the name “Galena” though. I think it would be a beautiful name for a girl and then call her “Gal”. 🙂 
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Sat. Sept. 9th, we took a drive up north and the area is really pretty desolate. We drove through Dodgeville and by chance, there was an estate sale auction going on! It was maybe a few hours into it but lots was left. It was mostly commonplace household items. Nothing that got my blood pumping. Greg bid on 2 boxes of books (for $5) which we sorted through and ended up giving his mother half of them. There was nothing earth shattering in there. Mostly oddball cookbooks and kids’ books. Hubby and I used to go to antique auctions every week. This was about 17 years ago. We haven’t gone to any since. The prices started going too high and it just wasn’t fun anymore. The nice thing about this is there wasn’t any buyer’s premium which is usually between 10-20%. We ended up staying about 2 hours standing the whole time. It was held outside with everything loaded in boxes on flatbed trucks. We stayed until hubby got a chance to bid on some antique wagon wheels. They had 2 half wheels that went for $65 each, then 2 giant wheels that went for $25 each. Greg wanted the large ones but didn’t want to pay over $20 each for them. Then the small wheels came up and he got 3 at $15 each. That was a really good deal. He’s already put them in our backyard.
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We also went to Dickeyville Grotto on Sunday, Sept. 10th. I’m writing a separate blog post on it so I won’t go into it here. There are so many pictures and details I want to share about it. It deserves its own blog post.
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Monday Sept. 11th, we were heading to Elizabeth, IL and got into a car accident. It makes you wonder if nothing good can happen on that day?! We were pulling out of a scenic overlook and a dump truck was coming up the hill with his right turn signal on and didn’t turn. Instead he speeded up and hit the rear driver’s side of our Jeep. It spun us around but we didn’t go off the road or get hurt. Greg’s mother was sitting behind me and kept saying how wonderful Greg drove to keep us from getting broadsided. She was very calm which I appreciated. Thankfully, no one was injured but we were a bit shook up. I didn’t realize we were only 3 miles from Elizabeth and said we should go back to the RV for the day. So that day turned out to be a waste. We did make it Elizabeth 2 days later and I found some more books. The windows weren’t even broken which leads me to believe that our 14 year old Jeep fared much better than a newer one would. The new vehicles tend to crumple up when hit and have less weight to them. Greg took the Jeep in to Gerber Collision in Des Plaines, IL on Tues. for an estimate. They quoted $2500 and we’ve got a $250 deductible. Wed. night after work, we dropped Greg’s Jeep off there to be repaired. Since they already had the parts and only had a small amount of body work to do, we hoped to get it back in a day or two. Now they are telling us 2 weeks! If they couldn’t work on it right away, we never would’ve dropped it off. Poor Greg has had to drive my old Pontiac that has NO A/C during this horrible heatwave! He’s got an hour drive to and from work. It sucks so bad. On Friday we went out treasure hunting in my car and almost died. It was too hot so we ended up hitting a few places and coming home. We stayed in all day Saturday as it was too hot!!
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While on vacation, we tried to find other antique shops to go to and even tried Dubuque. That seemed very run down and a lot of the antique shops listed on Yelp were actually seedy pawn shops. We did find one antique shop that seemed decent. It had mostly furniture. Hubby got a display cabinet for drill bits, a pulley and a brass nozzle for a fire hose. The highlight was my mother-in-law finding a chair she had to have! It was a heavy duty walnut chair that had been refinished by the guy who owned the shop. It was built by the Sikes Co. when they moved to PA. It must be 100 years old. She wanted it for $80 but he gave it to her for $100. He said he’s sold them for $200 and up. I looked them up on eBay and they sell for $400. We had a heckuva time fitting it in the truck with the wheelchair in the back. We ended up putting it upside down in the backseat. I had to sit in the  back with it because it poked over into the other side. I’m used to accommodating whatever I need to and she isn’t. Then she used the chair the rest of the week inside the RV. After I sat in it, I wanted one also. Hubby never lets me get furniture. Mostly because we can’t move it ourselves and he doesn’t want to hire someone. 
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Another fun thing we did that week was go to 2 different supper clubs. We went to a fish fry the day after we got there. Then the night before we left, we tried another supper club. We didn’t eat all our meals out though. We ate most of our lunches in and a few suppers. I had made a batch of stuffed peppers and a huge bowl of bean salad before we left. I like bringing food along but everyone has to be on board to eat it. If people want to eat out all the time, I have to be the bad guy and nag them into eating my food so it doesn’t go bad. 
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I’m glad we finally made it to this area but Greg was fairly disillusioned. I think coming from Chicago, things tend to be not as exciting elsewhere. I liked it but I’m not in a hurry to go back. We’ve only got a few weeks until our next trip. Maybe we’ll have more fall like weather by then.
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You know how I’ve said that we’re the type of people who don’t sue over anything?! Well, it’s more true than even I realized. I could wring my husband’s neck when he finally told me this. I was so scared and angry, I couldn’t even see straight. Remember on our last vacation we were to leave on a Thursday and it was delayed until the following Tuesday due to RV problems? The night before we were to leave (Wed.), something happened that could have turned out VERY differently.
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I’ll tell the story the way I found out…That Thurs. afternoon after we found out we were staying home, hubby and I were walking our 3 dogs. I have Amber on a leash and Ivy & Elvis are on a leash with Greg. The sidewalk isn’t quite large enough to accomodate the 2 of us and the 3 dogs to walk side by side for very long. So I usually (but not always) go first with Greg following close enough behind so we can talk. We were almost through with our walk (maybe 4 blocks from home) and Greg was lagging behind. He’d been lagging a bit all day and I couldn’t figure out if he was just tired or down from the disappointment of not going on vacation. So I asked him, “How come you’re having trouble keeping up with me today?” and he yells at the top of his lungs in a very defensive tone, “BECAUSE I GOT  HIT BY A CAR YESTERDAY!” I stopped in my tracks. “WHAT?!” I didn’t know if he was joking or serious. “WHEN? WHERE?” “HOW?” I asked. He started to explain and I couldn’t stop thinking about why he didn’t tell me. He said he knew it would upset me and didn’t want to ruin my vacation!!  OMG. My vacation was already “ruined” from not being able to go…
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When I got the details, I could see why he didn’t tell me because I would have torn him a new asshole. Greg works in a huge building complex with lots of tall office buildings. There’s a 6 story parking ramp he has to park in that has a street you cross to get there from his building. The street is not a regular street, it is inside the complex, only people going to or from those buildings use it and they are used to pedestrians crossing all the time and there is a very low speed  limit and stop signs, etc. Greg was leaving work that night on the “high” that only comes from knowing you don’t have to be back to work for 10 days! He stepped into the street and saw a car coming at him and instead of slowing down, the car speeded up! He said it happened so fast, he couldn’t get out of the way. My hubby’s feet weren’t planted firmly on the ground because if they were, the car would’ve broken his legs when it hit him. He was lifting them as he was walking so when the car hit him, he flew onto the hood rolled across and landed on the ground on his back/ side. He was sore and bruised but no head injury or broken bones. The guy was a 20-something that was texting as he was driving!!! The guy asked if he was ok and he said he was and the guy said he didn’t see Greg. It wasn’t dark out yet and Greg weighs 300 lbs. so he’s hard to miss. But if you’ve got your nose in your phone… Greg said he left dents in the hood of the guy’s car he was hit so hard.
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So at this point of hearing the story, I’m angry and shouting and when you hear the next part, you’ll wonder how the entire world didn’t hear me carrying on. I asked him if he called the cops and he said NO. “What?!” Greg didn’t want to take the time since he knew he’d have to wait for them to arrive, make a statement, do paperwork, etc. He just wanted to get home so he could pack and get ready for vacation. Besides, he wasn’t hurt so he didn’t bother. I was livid. The fact that this punk kid GETS AWAY WITH HITTING SOMEONE WITH HIS CAR AND NOTHING HAPPENS TO HIM FOR IT. Why that idiot deserves a free pass is beyond me! It should go on his record!! He’s going to do this again and really injure somebody, maybe kill them! I am a super cautious driver and have always been afraid of even bumping someone and getting sued. I’ve known people who weren’t really hurt but said they were just to get a settlement. I wouldn’t want Greg to lie and say he was hurt if he wasn’t but not all injuries show up right away. It takes a few days sometimes. I said, “At least you got the guy’s name and phone number, right?!” No, he didn’t.
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So this is why he didn’t tell me. Because he knew I wouldn’t like it. After my initial anger wore off, I started thinking how our whole lives could have changed in an instant. If Greg had gotten knocked onto his noggin, he could be like his brother Brian who had the head injury earlier this year slipping on his kitchen floor. Then he’d never be the same person again, couldn’t work or hold any job, couldn’t function in any real way, etc. Or worse still, he could’ve been killed by that idiot and here I’d sit being a widow. Just thinking of that has me paralyzed with fear. I don’t think of him dying at all because we’ve been together over 30 years now and I wouldn’t know what to do next if he wasn’t here. I mean I could live a few weeks with him gone like when he travels but not indefinitely without him or his presence. It’s not even everything he does for me which is a lot. It’s that here I’d be with Mom and 3 dogs which is more than I can handle alone.
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So I’ve tried to feel grateful that we dodged a bullet (or a car). But Greg knows the real lucky one is that guy driving. If I had been with him and saw this, I’d have dragged (drug?) him from the car and beaten him and I’d probably be in jail. I’m not a fan of violence but when that level of stupidity is employed, I believe something is needed to get through to someone like that. At least it gave us a new answer to the question, “How are you feeling this morning?” “Like I was hit by a car.” ;-} I made him promise if this ever happens again, to call the police NO MATTER WHAT. God forbid it happens again!!

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Today has been such a good day. Nothing special but still remarkable in and of itself. I had almost no leg and back pain which is miraculous. Some days it’s really bad and it pretty much varies every day. After the worst winter I’ve ever lived through, full of cold and snow and no Spring at all, today’s weather was sunny and in the 80’s. The dogs and I had the best walk we’ve had this year. We took our usual route but the dogs were so well behaved. Not perfect but the closest they’ve been in a long time. They didn’t pull on the leash like fiends which in turn makes my back and legs hurt worse. They walked nicely with slack in the leash most of the time. This put me in a fantastic mood. I was talking to them as we walked and praising them which probably helped them be better (except for Elvis who can’t hear). Nothing awful happened on the walk which is an anomoly. Yesterday, halfway through our walk, we were charged from across the street by a giant black lab. The owner didn’t have the dog on a leash and ran over saying, “He’s just a puppy. Only 2 years old.” I didn’t waste my breath trying to tell her 2 yrs. old is not a puppy. When we got home, I put some vintage tunes on the boom box in the kitchen and started making dinner. I whipped up a cold pasta salad with chicken and lots of assorted veggies. I love those and that’s my favorite way to eat when it’s hot outside. I was going to make a rhubarb cake but ran out of time. Hopefully, this weekend I’ll get to it since all our rhubarb is ready to pick.

I had another sale on Instagram last night. I’ve been trying different nights and different themes. Last night was just random items which doesn’t seem to go over as well as all one type. Last week I had another random sale and the week before that I had a religious sale. The first of the month I had an angel sale. I’m thinking of doing that once a month. So many factors come into play, the day and time you have the sale, who’s online then, the price you list it at, what others are looking for and how much money they’ve got available to spend. I’ll just keep plugging along. It really has me inspired though. I wake up every morning thinking about what I’m going to sell next, etc. I’ve been really flexible with letting people pay when it’s convenient and so far people are really pleased I’m willing to work with them. I want to keep it a good, positive experience, not just for me but for the customers as well.

I don’t want anyone to think everything is rosy for me though. Because we have to keep things interesting at all times… Last Friday morning (May 17th), before 9 am, hubby went to fill up the Jeep with gas before we left to go treasure hunting. He goes to a gas station in town, less than a mile away. Before he could even get there, some guy in a Mack Rolloff truck (like a garbage or recycling truck) hit him. Greg had just turned the corner (right) and was a block from the gas station. The truck was in the left lane (speeding) and started going into hubby’s lane. He touched him in front and the headlight on the driver’s side just flew off and the front got crushed including the grill. He called me to tell me so I wouldn’t worry. The guy was in his work truck and on the job so it was lucky he pulled over. Greg called the cops and it took them over half an hour to arrive. Then the police officer took statements and gave the other driver a citation because he was at fault. His truck didn’t have a mark on it from the incident. The Jeep was driveable so Greg finally got gas and came home. I told him to call our insurance co. immediately and he spent a large chunk of time on the phone with them. They told him which body shop to take it to. It’s in the next town over (Des Plaines) so I followed him there in my car so we could get an estimate and drop it off.

As I’m driving behind Greg, we’re half a block from turning into the body shop. We’re both in the right lane, going to turn right into the driveway for the place. All of a sudden, at the intersection on the left, a guy with a truck and a small trailer behind (like they go around with for grass cutting in the area–they keep their lawn mowers and leaf blowers inside the trailer) pulls out just as Greg is going by the intersection. He was going way too fast and just watching from behind, I was afraid the trailer would go flying into Greg’s vehicle or he’d try to cut him off. You could just tell how careless a driver the guy was. He was in the left lane, right next to Greg and all of a sudden decided to get in the right lane like he didn’t see Greg was there! Greg laid on the horn and the guy finally stayed in his lane. Back in my car, watching all this, I BURST OUT LAUGHING. I almost busted a gut laughing. Of course, it wasn’t funny at all but the IRONY of this almost happening again to Greg in the span of a few hours was too much! That pretty much confirms that our life is like a live version of Family Guy. 😉

The cop had estimated the damage between $500-1500. He said if it was over $1500, he’d have to fill out the back of the accident report and mail it in to the state. The body shop told us it would be more like $2500. Our insurance co. was going to pay, we have to pay our $250 deductible. Then our insurance co. is going to go after his insurance co. to get the money back. Besides it being an inconvenience, the expense and time lost to dealing with it, the worst part is that it’s going to take 2 weeks for them to get it done. We were planning to go for a short vacation from Memorial Day to the following Sunday. Possibly up to Green Bay, WI. Now we had to cancel that but hubby is still taking the 2 vacation days and we’re just staying home that week. We’ve got plenty to do but it’s still a disappointment. If this had happened a week earlier (OR NOT AT ALL), this wouldn’t have affected vacation plans.

The Sat. before this, I had finally taken my car to get a new battery. It had been dead for a couple of months and i knew I wouldn’t drive it until the weather got better so we just left it sit. We took it to Sam’s Club and it was still under warranty so we should’ve gotten a partial refund on a new one. Instead, the nice kid at the desk gave me the battery free. Greg & I were afraid to breathe when he said this. I couldn’t believe this! Things like this never happen to me! It put me on Cloud 9 for a few days straight. It turns out it was good that we didn’t wait another week or we wouldn’t have had a car that ran…

After we dropped the Jeep off, it was raining and dreary all day. That didn’t keep us from our usual treasure hunting. In fact, I drove us in my car all day long. I’m like the little old lady that only drives her car to church once a week. Instead, I might drive mine to the library or to get milk. It’s 21 years old and has 36, 700 miles!! It’s my baby and I love driivng and couldn’t love a new car as much as I love it. I only like to drive between 10-1 pm when the traffic isn’t bad and only when the weather is good and when I’m going somewhere I’ve been before. I wish I was kidding! So here I am out of my comfort zone, driving at all hours, in the worst weather and to strange places. It was so good for me and just what I needed. But I got my fill and on Sat. we only went to 1 place and I let Greg drive. Even though I’m a great driver, he dislikes being a passenger. I love being a passenger just because I don’t have to pay attention and can look at the clouds and everything else under the sun. So we were happy with that.

Sat. we went to the most interesting estate sale in memory. It was a 20,000 sq. ft. warehouse type building in the Wicker Park area of Chicago. It was a single family residence of 2 artists. I can’t imagine having that much room or being that rich! It even had a courtyard that was once a sculpture garden. Talk about eclectic taste. We got there about 50 minutes late and when we went to get a number, we were 109 and 110. They were on 40! So we walked a couple blocks away to Division St. and went to the bathroom in Starbucks. By the time we got back, they were only on number 50! We expected to wait most of the day but it was only about 40 minutes total. Instead of the usual crowd, it was mostly neighborhood people who walked there and had never been to an estate sale! So like 20 people or more just left without waiting after getting a number. We went in and took our time (about 2 hours) walked through the place! We spent some money ($129) but didn’t go hog wild. I was looking for one unique art piece for us to keep to remember being there. I didn’t see it until a woman had it in her hand and was taking it to someone to get a price quote. A lot wasn’t marked. The guy told her $60 and she left with it. I was heartbroken. It was a cross made out of bottlecaps and had a doll face in the middle and said Lean on me. It’s hard to explain. I didn’t even get a picture of it. A lot of the art pieces were expensive and at first they weren’t giving any money off the price. As time went on and depending who you  dealt with (there was a different person running it in each room), you could do better. A few things were more than I wanted to pay but then we got a few things so cheap, I’d be embarrassed to say!! We left feeling really good about things. 🙂

In the next few weeks I’m going to branch out to selling vintage sheets and pillowcases and ephemera like postcards and old greeting cards with cool graphics. Prior to seeing all this on Instagram, I had no idea people were in the market for any of that stuff. They want the sheets from the ’70’s or older with the funky floral patterns but also any loud pattern. I’ve been hoarding them when I find decent ones at a sale. Not all estate sales have sheets, maybe only one a weekend, if that. Then they might not be any good. You really have to look through them. I’ve had a hard time finding any postcards or greeting cards that aren’t being sold singly for $1 or more at an estate sale. I try to get a handful or box for one price and usually can’t. I lucked out and got a bag of greeting cards from the 1960’s and a handful of postcards from the 1910’s this past weekend. Such fun to look through! 🙂

So just like the weather improving, parts of my life aren’t so bad. I’ve got reason to be thankful and happy despite the hard times. I hope everyone else sees it that way too.

 

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Just survived another jam packed weekend that felt like we were on the go every second. It started Wed. night when hubby got home from work. We headed right out to Pesche’s Nursery in Des Plaines, IL to get our veggies. The weather cooperated and we were able to get them planted on Thursday. Hubby got an early start rototilling the garden and we got the ground fertilized and watered. We ended up putting in 28 pepper plants: 6 each of yellow, red and orange bell peppers and 4 pepperoncini plants on the south side of the house. Also 2 cucumbers that usually give us a ton of cukes. In the backyard we planted 19 tomatoes of different varieties from 50 to 90 days until harvest. That way we don’t get all the tomatoes at once, they come in staggered. We have to have enough to eat tomato sandwiches everyday plus make salsa and homemade spaghetti sauce. It was nice to have it done and just in time before the rains came!

 

Peppers & Cukes

Peppers & Cukes

 

Our tomato plants

Our tomato plants

Fresh picked rhubarb

Fresh picked rhubarb

Friday and Sat. we hit a few estate sales each day and Sat. we also hit a ton of garage sales. We don’t go to those as a rule. It’s hard to find anything good there unless you get there early in the morning. We were out and about in the late morning and by one of the estate sales there was 6 rummage sales, each a block apart from the last. So we made it a point to hit all those. We got home just freaking exhausted. Friday we had gone to the fruit market to get groceries for the week. Hubby also did yardwork while I baked a rhubarb pie. Sat. we had to pick up some other things at Target but were too tired so just got a few things to tide us over at Jewel since it’s so close.

 
 Sunday hubby worked and I cleaned house, started laundry, made a pasta salad and a rhubarb cake. I have 3 rhubarb plants and they get bigger and healthier every year. The middle one is kind of puny because it’s a different type (Canadian?) but the other 2 are prolific producers. Of the batch I picked on Friday, I was able to bake both of the items I mentioned and still have 2 cups to freeze! This was all picked off one plant and there will be more ready in a week to pick. The smell and taste of rhubarb reminds me of my childhood. There is nothing else quite like it. We always called it Pie Plant.
 

Handpainted Copper Wall Hanging

Handpainted Copper Wall Hanging

Vintage Alligator Handbag

Vintage Alligator Handbag

We also hung a cabinet and a small corner shelf that we got at one of the estate sales. After all these years, our house is finally coming together. When we put our heads together, we come up with some great ideas! Some of our best finds this weekend were: an alligator purse, 2 vintage aprons, 2 lady head vases 3 1/2″, a 90 year old handkerchief of Queen Wilhemina from the Nederlands, salt & peppers, a handpainted copper wall hanging, lead crystal wine glasses, etc. We had one of the most fun times EVER! Hubby found a laser compound miter saw that was brand new, still in the original box in shrink wrap! He also got some other tools that he was thrilled about. Things we passed on that we really liked? A gorgeous portable bar made of wood carved in Indonesia in the 1970’s. It was breathtakingly beautiful and I fell in love right away. Unfortunately, I can’t lift heavy things anymore so it wasn’t even an option. I was pretty bummed. I never see jewelry I like at these things but there was 1 necklace I was crazy about. It was a necklace that was gold and silver–hard to explain, every few inches it went from one to the other, all along the chain. I’ve never seen another one like it! The pendant charm on it was of a palm tree with 2 crossed swords. Hubby kept joking that “it depicts the fall of Saddam Hussein” which was so funny. I looked it up online and it is the national emblem of Saudi Arabia. I love unique things and this was right up my alley. They wanted $350 for it (supposedly it was gold) but I wanted it for half of that. I could’ve gone back the next day to see if they’d take less but I was short on time.
 
 

Portable Wooden Bar Carved To Death

Portable Wooden Bar Carved To Death

 

Necklace with Symbol of Saudi Arabia

Necklace with Symbol of Saudi Arabia

Monday I had my dentist’s appt. for teeth cleaning at noon. It went well. I just have to remember to breathe when I’m sitting in the chair! I start getting anxious even though I know he’s not going to do anything. He took x-rays but then said his machine wasn’t working and if he saw anything on them, he would call me later. I’m sure they take them regardless of whether it is working or not. They want to be able to bill the insurance company! The dentist is across the street from Jewel and so I stopped over there to pick up hubby’s prescription afterwards. I found a parking spot in the front and went in. Hubby was on 2 meds and they are always filled together. He’s now been taken off one and is trying samples of another. So I told them he’d only need one and of course, they had only filled the one he didn’t need. They said it would be 10 minutes so I said I’d wait. I went around and picked out a few things and then went and got the pills. They won’t check you out with other items there so I stopped at the front checkouts and went through the express lane. I walked out to my car and got in. Immediately, I saw an older woman (I’d say 65-69) walking up to my window. She said “I brushed your bumper with my car”. It took me so by surprise that I could hardly register what she was saying. I said “let’s see” or “show me” or something like that and got out. It was the driver’s side of the back bumper lightly smeared with red paint. My car is purple so it shows but it wasn’t that bad. I almost said that and then I remembered not to say that. Everytime I think something isn’t bad, later on when I have time to look, it’s worse than I thought. She said she was sorry and started writing her name and phone number down. She said her grandson was in the hospital and she was shook up about it and wasn’t paying attention. I said I understand how it is to have a lot on your mind and that it’s easy to have something like this happen. I told her even though my car is old, it’s my baby with only 35,000 miles on it. She said they have a car with the same mileage (not the one she was driving). She said it wasn’t worth calling the insurance company for but I could take it somewhere and have it buffed out and send her the bill. I told her I’d have my husband take a look at it and see what he thought. Then I asked if she lived in town and she did and I had her write down her street address. Then I thanked the woman who hit me. Not for hitting me but for waiting and telling me. I said a lot of people wouldn’t do that. I told her I appreciated it and was very friendly to her. I told her I hoped her grandson felt better. Then she told me he’d been in a coma for 2 weeks because he’s 16 and fell OFF of a car. I kind of felt sorry for her. I was really proud of the way I handled it. I was nice about it, didn’t get mad. I don’t have any experience with car accidents. I’ve only ever hit a deer! I’ve never hit anyone. The only accident I’ve been involved in was when a guy backed into me at the fruit market. I put the horn on  and he claimed he didn’t hear it. He also was a real ass. That’s part of why I was thankful this woman was nice about it. Hubby said I’d be more shook up if I’d been in the car at the time or if it was worse. I’m sure he’s right. It helps that it’s not that bad. I wiped it off and there’s still a scrape under where you fill the gas tank. It is down to the bare metal. If I was sure it wouldn’t rust, I’d just let the whole thing go. But my car sits outside all year round and I’m afraid if that small scratch rusts, it will just spread. I don’t want to be driving a rust bucket. I’m afraid if I take it to a mechanic, it could be a $100 or more. My main concern with driving a car that looks damaged is that it reflects on me. It make ME look like a bad driver and I’m NOT! Chalk it up to being a Monday. At least my life is a constant supply of blog fodder. 🙂
 
 

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