To market, to market jiggity jig...........

WooHoo! It's Trade Days weekend. For those of you who don't know, Trade Days is an outdoor flea market that is held quarterly not far from here. It is a fun place to look around. They have a hundred or so large booths and still MANY,MANY more small stands. You have to get there early because it really gets packed, and this is just a guess, but I'd say they have 12 parking spots. But you know me, I'm a bit thrifty. I'll risk life and limb, and fight tooth and nail for one of those spots to get some gaudy junk nobody wants just because it was a bargain. Anything to save some coinage, cash, denari, whatever, you get the picture, I'm cheap.


You can buy anything from a live chicken to fine art. Maybe even fine chicken art. Okay, I'm just tired now. You do have to remember the rules when you go to a place like this. NEVUH make eye contact, lest the man at the booth call you out and think you actually want to buy the necklace his wife made from their son's baby teeth. Just sayin' Cause, you know if you want some eye of newt or sumpin like that you can probably find it there. I'm thinin' a lot of these "salesmen" have retired from the carnival and are looking to supplement their 401K.

The last time it was here, I missed it. Someone told me they had Southern Belle T-shirts for like $5. That figures. When I go they only have "as seen on T.V." garbage and used tools, and home strung jewelry. Hey, maybe they'll have that purse from T.V. that I need.

I'd better get to bed, I have to rise early.