Cheeks and I are going to the Flea Market this afternoon.  Here are some of the things I’ll be looking for.

• Fabrics! — Old sheets, tables clothes, linen towels, I love them all.
• Glass –  I collect the white stuff.  I’m thinking of branching out into the rainbow.
• Boxes — Wooden, metal, with latches or without, painted, stained, worn out, you name it.
• Cast Iron kitchen wares — I always look for these and rarely find them.
• Small Furnishings — tables that fit in bathrooms, tea cabinets, baby rocking chairs.
• Old Photographs — I don’t know you.  I hope you don’t mind if I display your photo in my house and pretend that we could be great friends.
• Knomes — Otis has a slew of friends out there.  I’m going to reunite them.

Wish me luck.

~Eve

I’d just like to say that my baby has officially rolled over.  Five or six times.  He seems to like it.

Also, he pats me on the back when I hold him on my hip.  I take that to mean, “Mom, you are the awesome.”  Never-you-mind that he then pauses, waits for me to pat him back, and then continues.

That is all.

~E

Comments are up and running, and probably spam free.  (Thanks, Tom!)

Go ahead and bore me with the nuances of your sentimentality for the days when you weren’t sure your comment would be read.  And then get a job, you obviously have too much time on your hands.

You might have noticed there have been a few changes in our little corner of the Interwebs.  It looks different, for example.   Also, I’ve decided that going by Mr. and Mrs. was too difficult and made me feel old.  So, if you have a complaint….Well, you know what to do.

~Eve