What Cheer Iowa Flea Market - Part 2

So, shall we move on to what I *did* buy?

Dave and I trudged around that mud for 3 1/2 hours and I think we still only saw about 75% of the flea market. After 3 1/2 hours I had to use a bathroom (other than a port-a-potty please! which meant a 30 minute car ride) and frankly I was getting "stuffed" out. It felt like we had already bought.so.much.stuff.

(Of course, now I cannot wait to go back. Ha.)

For the record, I did NOT set out to buy pottery. I have a ton of pottery! More than I know what to do with! But when the pots are $1 each? Sigh, they are coming home with me.





This looks like an ordinary kitchen canister...
Argggggggggggh! It still has an oatmeal label on it. Why doesn't my oatmeal come in a cheery container like this instead of something that is just trash? (THAT's where the green movement needs to take us.)
I swear that Shara made me buy this ruler. She did. (Really I cannot find the front door wreaths in the boxes that are unpacked in the basement and it made an easy front door decoration, even if one leg is broken.)
I had *just* looked for this set of canisters on Ebay last week. Dave seemed surprised by that. I think I am entering a gingham/plaid/checkered phase. Look out world.
I am telling you, most of the pottery was just too damn cheap. Yellow pots are somewhat hard to come by too.

Well then. That's only half of it. The other half comes tomorrow. :-)