Greetings from The Garage Where Cars Can't Park



The Pacific Northwest's never-ending rain decided to take a day off this past weekend, long enough for the Garage Where Cars Can't Park to have it's bulkier vintage acquisitions unloaded, organized and then reloaded into what is now unofficially known as The Garage Where Cars Still Can't Park.

I felt a little sorry for all the people driving by who slowed down to check out the loot stacked up in my driveway, hoping for a yard sale.

I would have done exactly the same thing.

There's still no room for a car but we'll return to our regularly scheduled parking some time after Labor Day.

Here's a few glimpses of what I've been bringing home in anticipation of selling at vintage events this summer.

Beautifully weathered Adirondack chair.

A fresh bouquet of wooden tulips.

(sitting on top of Typewriter Table #1)

Rusty, crusty Typewriter Table #2 that the seller wrote the price on in black Sharpie marker. I think we all know how I feel about that.

Chippy bistro chair. There are two of these. Found them this weekend with the Adirondack chair. 

 This might be the wild card -- a dresser without drawers.  I pictured it being used as a potting table or something along those lines. Maybe you have some ideas?

And the Sweeney Todd cabinet.  The little wood shelf on top is a minor project even though I told myself  "Self, no projects."  I've been reading so much about chalk paint on Miss Mustard Seed's blog that I have to give it a try.

Hope your week is going great so far!

The post that starts out odd and just keeps going

Today was one of those days where I stopped what I was doing just long enough to notice how weird it was.

There was an endless line of little vintage folks waiting to get their picture taken for my etsy shop.

I felt like the school photographer.

Here comes Mrs. Peep's class.

Followed by Mr. Gurley's group for their class portrait.

I can only imagine what the yearbook might look like.

In unrelated and hopefully less odd news, I brought home this little piece of furniture that was tagged a 'barber's cabinet.'

Er - maybe it's from back when barbers performed surgery because there are all kinds of unidentified 'stuff' splashed on the outside of it.

Yeah, I know.

Ew.

Thankfully, it's coming clean without too much effort. I heart rubber gloves.

Just wondering what this drawer might have been used for? I have several terrible ideas but I'm going to call it the 'barber's hair bin' for now so I can sleep at night.

Sweet dreams.

Vintage Summer Vacation

Thank you for all of your tips on my post about selling at a vintage market!

I jumped in and signed up for my first vintage market, A Vintage Gathering, in Battle Ground, WA on July 30th.

Of course, I was thinking of you when I chose a vintage market that’s several months from now because I want you to have plenty of time to purchase plane tickets or save up for a tank of gas (only kind of funny, isn’t it?) or do whatever needs to get done so you can come out and shop!

 And here’s a little gas-saving bonus – the boys of Barn House are also holding their sale on July 30th and they’re just four miles from A Vintage Gathering! (with lots of yard sales inbetween)

I’ll wait while you write this down on your calendar.

Of course, I immediately went to one of my favorite antique malls for some research and development.

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If you look closely at the photo below, you’ll see me in a moment of deep concentration.  

And here’s a little inspiration from A Thing For Roses’s space at Monticello Antique Marketplace. 

Thanks Lisa!

 

Lisa will be a vendor at Barn House on July 30th as well as Farm Chicks the first weekend of June.

 

Now I’m just crossing my fingers some great vintage stuff will come my way.

P.S. If you’re interested in selling at one of A Vintage Gathering’s events, send me an email and I’ll provide contact info for you. Have a great week!