Monday, May 15, 2017

"What? Are You Everywhere?"

If, I only had a dollar for every time I heard that one!  This post will tie in with the "I ain't as good as I once was" post, you can read it here:

I haven't mentioned this on here, but...Lisa and I did an estate sale Saturday.  We weren't hired as our Estately Yours Business, however was referred through our other partner's husband, Mike.  Jackie and Mike have other family commitments that need attending to, so we haven't been actively seeking sales this year.  We did meet with this contact as they were looking for a "buy out" option.  Once I talked with the family and they told me their wishes, we did set up an estate sale for them.  

When the sale opened Saturday, this is what we heard..."what? are you everywhere?"  I had to laugh, it was almost like the regulars thought we were tricking them.  You know any good antique dealer LOVES to go to a family run estate sale.   As, they think the family doesn't know what prices to use and they will get a good deal.  (smile)

This "line" was also used by an "old" crafting friend of ours who was a vendor at many shows Lisa and I did in the 1990's-2000's.  She came up to the garage and said that very line to me.  I laughed as I handed her a flier for Jackie's plant sale, which by the way, was the same day.  She looked so confused..."wait, now you own a shop too?"  (Calgon....take me many times do Jackie and I have to explain this...!!!...).  I said in a very calm voice, "no, that's City Jackie, I'm Country Jacky and I do sell there, in fact, I dug up some perennials for the sale today."  She said...."Oh, ok, are you also a part of that Theme thing?  My friend told me about this shop on 3rd and I looked at the pictures and I said....that has to be Jacky."  "Yes, I am."  She said, "so, you are everywhere"  I quickly said "for a few more years...(smile)....I'm getting old!"  We both laughed.  She should point fingers, as she use to do a craft show every weekend.  

I hope you don't think I'm bragging about what I do.  This isn't meant to be that.   It was just funny to me because who do Lisa and I think we are?  We aren't "spring chickens" any more, we are 2 "old hens!"  Oh, and did I mention, we are doing 2 sales on Saturday in 2 different states?!?  We couldn't do that without the help of our friend Joi, who is going to watch our booth here in Wisconsin.  Thank you Joi.

I almost can't wait till next week...but, "this is so much fun", it really is!  I want to enjoy this as long as I can do it.  I've been blessed with some pretty awesome people that help me do what I do!  

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.  

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Tansy Hill Farm - Barn Bazaar

Tansy Hill Farm  Is hosting an event this Saturday

With the help of my friend Joi from

Lisa and I will be able to have a booth here.  We have another show that day, but Becky from Tansy Hill Farm was kind enough to offer us an early set up so we can still be involved.  Thanks girls, I appreciate it!

I will have all my large farm and industrial type items.  I will post pictures on as I clean and load...I'm still working on that....(smile).  

If you happen to be in the area, please stop by the event.  Becky is a very talented gardener, her wedding venue is outstanding and its all in a very inviting farm setting.  Come hungry as her little kids will be selling some treats.  I'm praying for a wonderful day full of great sales for all involved.

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.  

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Only a Mother, My Children Could Love

Yes, I am .... it is true...."only a mother, my children could love."  

Do you have any embarrassing "mom" moments?  Oh, I have so many, just ask my girls.

I started thinking about this, because I was sharing with a friend about this big old van I once owned.  We bought it from the Wisconsin Forestry Department surplus auction.  It was a green, like no other - it stood out - we called the "Scooby Doo Van" (smile).  It was a 15 passenger with removable seats.  As a junker, picker you know that those seats hardly were in there.  

The story is that I went to an auction during the day, no one was really there, so...I bought...lots....   The thing with that van is that it had lots of windows....  As I hurried back to town, to wait in line at the middle school to pick up Justine, I had other mothers looking in the window......"is that for sale?"   Well, like any good junk dealer...I sold.  Well, as this was all going let out...I hardly noticed....  I think on it now and I think of all the other kids getting picked up by their moms...Ford Explorers, Jeeps, "Scooby Doo Van."  I can imagine this scenario..."Justine, where is your mom?"  "Oh, she's the one over there....selling junk out of her van...."  Many a time, we would drop off at school and out would roll something....some item (s) that was being stored/hoarded in one of my vehicles.  What an embarrassing mom!

When you buy out estates, your children grow up claiming items with the original owner's names - hey, they might even wear a coat that had a deceased person's name printed on the back  "Oh, it's over there by the Dr. Forrester chair..."  or  "Elva's blanket" - these things....only my children would grow up saying...what an embarrassing mom!

When you go to auctions and pile your purchases in a heap...and something is missing, because you have a photographic memory when it comes to might yell and stop the auctioneer from selling...."who stole my shopping carts!  I know Jesus might forgive you, but I won't...."  To which I hear one of my children...."mom, I'm using it to load the van..."  YIKES!  What an embarrassing mom!

When you grow up living on a farm with animals, you might see a famous picture in a history book and announce to the class...."that rooster is riding that hen..."  to the amazement of the rest of the class and the teacher, they had a little lesson on how "chickens do the words I explained to her so she could understand" - what an embarrassing mom!

I could go on...but, I best some of you might think I'm a cool blogger....hahaha

To these and many more embarrassing mom moments - I treasure!  I enjoyed every minute of it!  I will keep doing things my children will be embarrassed by, hey, why stop now?!  I live up to and look forward to being "the mother, only my children could love."  

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.  

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Words from Mark 3:27

It never ceases to amaze me, when I need something, I can turn to scripture and there is the answer.  Thank you Jesus.  He knows what we need if we are sensitive to see and seek it. 

I know I am supposed to "Embrace" my year, but April threw me some rough punches.  I went 9 rounds with myself. 

I am a very optimistic person, I don't let myself dwell on negative things, I just don't....period.  However, lately, I've been struggling with this.  

This was my reading today in Mark 3:27: "In fact, no one can enter a strong man's house and carry off his possessions unless he first ties up the strong man.  Then he can rob his house."  

As I read that I happen to think - my body is the temple of the Holy Ghost - why would I let negativity take up residence there?!  It doesn't pay rent - I do!  So, listen here Dicky Bird...this body is my house, I'm a strong woman and no one or thing can take away my joy or rob me of anything  - untie yourself and stop thinking about it.  I've been reciting that to myself all day...............

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin  

Monday, May 1, 2017

Motivational Monday - Seek Ye First

I will leave you today with a simple post for Motivational Monday.  This is something I've been thinking a lot about lately.  

"But, seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things will be added unto you." Matthew 6:33

In a word full of social media over load - smoke and mirrors - fake news - self promotion - one can become so drained.  His righteousness left so lacking in the posts we see or read.  

I forever am reminding myself that "it's not about me or what I want to do" rather, I want to see me, in relation to His plans for me.  I need to seek after it.  Not so all the things I want can be added to me, rather what He wants for me.  After all, God's plans are better than any I could dream of.

Seeking His will - Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.   


Wednesday, April 26, 2017

When the "Loop" Becomes the "Noose"

It's usually just me and my critters here all day, but I come up with the funniest things - well, at least I think they are.  So, I go about my day thinking up these funny little things, working on blog posts, all while talking to myself.  Yes, sometimes I even answer.  (smile).  Here is one example....

I'm not the person who should "be in the know" on things.  Not that I mean to "spill the beans" it's just I get going, a talking away and the next thing you know...I've said something I wasn't supposed to.  

I'm not talking gossip here, I'm talking "oh don't tell anyone, but I just got a new job" type of things.  First thing you know, I run into someone, who knows someone, who knows my friend and I say..."isn't it great she got a new job!"   These types of things.... (loop to noose).

It was while thinking and talking to myself, I came up with the...."when the loop becomes the noose" title to this post.  It has helped me.  Really!  Now, when I think someone is going to lasso me with a loop - I stop and share this quote with them.  Next thing you know, I'm free ranging it again - no lasso for me.  I find I am so much happier, ignorance IS bliss!

I have been working on ME - I'm the only one who can.  I sure am a stubborn old thing, but with much Bible reading and prayer I'm coming along....not with a lasso tho....(smile).  I hope someone finds this as funny as I do and maybe the next time you find yourself in the "loop" make sure it doesn't become the "noose."    

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.  

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Monday, April 24, 2017

"I Ain't As Good As I Once Was"

I heard this song the other day, on my way to pick up Lisa.  We went to Water Street Vintage in New London, WI to restock our booth.  I had to laugh at the words, thinking about us....I so wanted to take a picture and post it of us dragging...scooting...sliding...our stuff to our booth....because....we "ain't as good as we once was..."  She wouldn't let me.  It would have been so cute!

Oh how true this song is.  You know, my word of the year is EMBRACE and aging is something I am going to have to try to embrace.  

"I ain't as good as I once was, I got a few years on me know, my how the years have flown, but there was a time back in my prime when I could hold my own...but, I'm as good once as I ever was."  

With that said, I've hired a summer intern to help me with my business, Town Hall Trinkets, LLC.  This will be the year, good Lord willing, that I clean out my old inventory.  I have several people willing to help so that is nice.  

I remember over 25 years ago, when Lisa and I did one of our first antique shows together, there was an older lady watching us carry stuff into our booths.  She said..."girls, you're going to regret that later in life."  As much as we respected Jo Vonnie, she was like 75, of course she couldn't carry in her own inventory, she was old!  We laughed....and kept right on working.  She said that to us many times over the years - oh, why oh, why didn't we listen?  Now, we can hardly carry it in anymore.   "In our prime," Lisa and I would buy out estates and lift heavy pieces of furniture with ease and throw them into a, I can carry, stop, lift in the trailer, drop, use the side to get in, pick it up again and scoot it to the back....waaaaa I'm getting old!  But...."I'm as good once as I ever was!"  I proved that yesterday, lifting out a leather love seat from an estate we bought out.  (Smile)

I "pick" differently now too.  Unless it is a good deal - gone are the days of heavy wardrobes and built in cupboards.  If I can't carry it myself, I don't want to buy it because I won't be able to get it into one of my booths.  I do use a dolly, but lifting it out of a van or truck to the dolly is even challenging. 

I am so blessed with a helpful husband, who helps me!   

So, I will "let" other people into my hoarded mess, because I NEED to clean it out and I need to accept the help.  I will try my hardest to EMBRACE this too.  

Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.