My Flea Market Find

                             

  We have a large flea market in town that we go to look for books.  Usually full of the kind of stuff people throw away you never expect to find a treasure.  But I did.  Way in the back room on a shelf way in the back this basket stood out.  I can spot quality pottery a mile away.  Could it really be, getting closer, wow.....it must be damaged.....why would it be HERE of all places.   Picking it up and inspecting it for damage.  A small hairline and crazing.....not bad for a piece of pottery that was made in the late teens and early 20's.  It was a unmarked Weller Flemish 2 handled bowl!

            

     Their early pieces weren't marked.  So it is safely home with me, for awhile at least until I sell it.  Isn't it lovely.  I just love it when I run across a gem like this and rescue it from possible unknowing people who might break it.  These old pieces are getting harder to find and must be protected.

   So I was on a happy cloud yesterday.  I love a good find.  My best find was my Roseville Tourist Jardiniere.

       

   From 1916 this is indeed a very rare piece of pottery, possibly a one of a kind item.  I paid $5.00 for it and sold it for $2200.00.  They got a bargain.  I also bought another old Roseville vase that day for $25.00 and sold it for $1000.00.  Pretty good profit and that is what I used to buy my washer and dryer.  I love the hunt.

    We had to do quite a bit of running around yesterday and my knee was just screaming by the time I was done.  In stead of my weight loss journal, which isn't doing anything lately I should call this my falling apart journal.  Geesh, it seems like everytime I turn around I am witching about something else breaking.  Seriously I consider myself a healthy person.....really.  I just have bad bones.....Bad to the bone, that's me.  I saw a 4 prong cane at the flea market and told my husband I could use that today.  Laughable but almost true as much as my knee hurt.  I suppose the exercises are responsible for it hurting more also.

   I am ticked.  We got maybe 40 flakes of snow.  After we cancelled our trip!  Darn weather, you just don't know what to expect.  I am happy we didn't get anymore snow though.

   We were talking conspiracy theory yesterday.   Here it is.  Nicole, her son, the brother....all dead under strange circumstances.  Who stands to inherit all this money?  The father of the baby may have millions of reasons.  Now there are 3 people saying they may be the father.  Rick reminded me of that day he was late getting home last year!  I hope someone is protecting this sweet little baby.

   I don't think I will get my weight loss tomorrow.  I had a eating binge yesterday.  I don't know why I do that.  All low fat stuff but it adds up if you don't stop.  Depression over my knee, world affairs, my terrible fingernails which refuse to grow, who knows what triggers it but every once in awhile I lose hope and could care less about losing any more weight.  It seems like I try and try and my body keeps falling apart anyway no matter what I do.  Is this what it is like getting old.  No matter what you do you can't stop the hands of time?  I don't expect to be a bathing beauty, I just want to be healthy.  IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?