In Lieu of Garage Saleing

Attic Gal Rachelle says:

We took the family to my old stomping grounds in San Diego for spring break, and so instead of my usual Saturday morning garage sale spree, I decided to take my family to, and my chances at, the big swap meet in the parking lot of the sports arena.

Mostly there were a lot of booths with swap meet stuff: t-shirts, cleaning supplies, items "as seen on TV", and the like.  But around the perimeter are the garage sale type booths, where I felt right at home digging for treasures.  

There were some fun things:

I came home with a few treasures:

Some more milk glass for my collection.  I bought a few pieces, and my hubby, who wandered away, came back with a few more for me.  He is so sweet.

My favorite is this teeny tiny little chicken covered dish.

I also got this box of chandelier crystals.  I've got plans for those.

And a handful of vintage postcards for 25 and 50 cents each.

It was a fun morning, and I got my Saturday morning fix, but it just wasn't the same as a good tour all over town garage saleing. For one thing, the prices at the swap meet were higher, and at a garage sale you always have a chance that the seller has no idea what they are selling, or just wants to get stuff out of their garage.  Besides, the thrill of the hunt is half the fun, and there is just more hunt at garage sales.

The swap meet was fun, but I'll stick with the garage sales.

P.S. I found one more thing that is so absolutely fantastic that it deserves its very own post!  I'm not going to tell you what it is, but here is a clue:

Good-bye 'til then.