Local Antique Stores

I have a particular love of antique stores and fab finds as you may know if you’ve been around long enough. Lately the economy has been more conducive to window shopping and selling than buying all the little knicknacks my heart so desires and because of this I’ve steered clear of my favorite spots. Today, tho, I had a good excuse in the form of a) this blog and b) my photography class. I don’t know how many of my readers are local, but I figured there must be a few and I wanted to share a couple of cute little places that I consider to be treasures in and of themselves.

The fun fact about these two stores is that they’re locally owned by the same family and one of them has been in business for 29 years! How cool is that, right? I kinda had to grin when I gave that some thought because there are a few things in some of the booths that may have been considered just used refuse when the first store opened and now these same things are vintage. Hmmm remind me to never ever ever throw anything away again, huh?

With the first store I want to show you, I didn’t get as many pictures as I would like. The lighting is a little dim for photography and I was trying hard to learn the settings on my camera for the manual modes. This store is a personal favorite of mine because it sits across a parking lot and railroad tracks from some of the best barbecue around. I have been stopping in this store for several years now and I can always find cute stuff for a nice bargain. They have great prices and the people who work there are just as sweet as can be.

They were just recently bought out by the family that owns the other store I went to and I am a little disappointed that some of the vendors have changed because this used to be my go-to spot for vintage linens and there seems to be a lot less of those now. Even so, they have so many other lovely goodies that it still sits at number one on my list of antique stores to visit.

Among other goodies are some beautiful glass pieces that I would love to take home and fill my kitchen with

Heck not just the kitchen, but the whole darn house!

They’ve got all sorts of other goodies not glass related and a nice flea market area too. I walked out with a beautiful red scalloped edge scarf ($2) a Peter and the Wolf record that I grew up listening to ($1) and a fortune telling kit that looked too fun to pass up! ($3) Talk about a fun place to play!

The second store (and actually my first stop) sits on Main Street in a little town called Grain Valley. Its about 10 miles from here give or take a few and such a picturesque little place that I love to drive through just to see the old buildings.

As amazing as this seems to me now, I only discovered this store about a year ago. As I sit here typing I can see my first purchase (a darling little orange apron) hanging from its peg in my kitchen. I love aprons because I wear peasant skirts about 50% of the time and I always need a pocket for my darn cell phone when I’m running around the house. This place is a wonderful source for aprons and just about everything else you can imagine. As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, so I’ve got a few thousand words worth of pictures for you 😀View of a few booths from the front of the store

If you love old jewelry, you can find tons of it here. I love those green necklaces especially!

I’ve been a Tonka girl for as long as I can remember- I grew up playing with my dad’s old Tonka toys

Despite the deceptively small front, the building is really huge inside

Got a car enthusiast in your family? Here’s a booth for them!

Had to buy this license plate- its from the year I was born

Okay I really wanted to take these home with me but I can tell you right now that Jarell would have looked at them and then me and said, “You paid how much for paper bags?!?” Not that they were overpriced, but I couldn’t justify much after having to spend $80 on prescriptions…

Its Christmas year round at this booth and I love it!

Ready to go shopping? Me too! Oh wait…. I already did…. shhh don’t tell my husband! 😀

If you want to find out more about this awesome antique mall, check them out online at www.mainstreetmallantiques.com You won’t be sorry you did!

New Photo Blog

Because I have a short attention span. It doesn’t mean I won’t be here, but it does mean that I may not be here as often because quite frankly, its much easier to post a photo a day than it is to post a meaningful post every day lol.
Anyway, if you’d like to see it, you can check it out here. I went with Blogger for this one because as much as I’m in love with WP I dislike that I can’t customize my blog with any template that I want and frankly most of the WP templates just don’t float my boat.

I like the nightlife baby!


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Originally uploaded by hellesbelles86

We went to the Missouri state fair the other night and in the 500 (yes, that’s right 500!) pictures I took, was this one seemed to be waiting to be manipulated with Picnik. It seems like the epitome of summer nights at a carnival or fair riding on a machine that was assembled from a trailer in a few short hours (which is why you’ll never see me on one)

300

Posts that is…. I’ve been at this for 2 and a half years and it took me that long to get to 300 posts. I’m sporadic to say the least about all this writing biz. I’ll find something that peaks my interest for a while and then the next shiny object will catch my eye and I’m off and running in a different direction.

Lately I’ve just been busy with my school work. As I write I’m in the process of procrastinating on yet another assignment for my drawing class. This class has been a challenge and at times  a frustration. I’m lazy after so much time out of school and I have other things on my plate- house keeping, cooking, sewing, spending time with my dear sweet husband, my dogs, my family, taking pictures and trying to get better at that. I spend so much time trying to learn new things every day.

Now I’m adding creative writing to my random collection of things to do. I’ve loved to write for a very long time, but its not something that I do very often (aside from this blog and even that is not very often) However with my next class being a remedial English class because I wasn’t able to get a test proctored in order to see if I was eligible for a college level course (considering I took an honors level dual credit class the last time I was in college and got straight A’s til I didn’t turn in the last assignment due to personal problems I think I could manage) I imagine I’ll be doing sentence structures and reviews of the stuff I learned in elementary school and I’m not looking forward to it. So my writing may slack off, or I may be more prolific, coming to you all to critique and correct.

We’ll see. This isn’t much of a 301st post, but it is what it is. Maybe by the time I get to 400 I’ll have something important to say… maybe.

Magpie Tales

She’d been meaning to fix the rusting groaning pipes for a while, but as usual there was always something more important coming up taking over her time and her thoughts. As the rust colored puddle grew on the floor she sighed loudly. Suddenly the pipes had made themselves the most important thing in her life and it occurred to her that like her marriage, they had waited til a most inopportune time to rupture and burst.

That thought sparked another and another until she was no longer sitting in her kitchen  staring at cupboard under the sink. Instead she was scrolling through pages of memory like a  computer screen showing her life with her husband. Jagged red lines underscored all the errors, the angry curses shown in symbols and the love, what little there was left, highlighted in a rosy glow that became paler through the years until those pages were nothing more than simple sepia tones faded like pictures from the past.

The moments where they fought were angry orange like a fire burning white hot with a suppressed heat from wounds left unspoken and unhealed. The moments they made love were strangely colorless and bland, almost antiseptic. She could almost see the suggestions made by her mind that would let her fix, undo, redo, and save all of her memories from being so sad and painful and although she realized that it was just in her mind, she longed to edit out the bad and recreate it with better memories, happier times, and more time to love.

As she finished replacing the old fittings, she looked at the memories and decided that maybe a new o-ring was a good start for her life with her husband as well. Replacing the things that sealed them together, holding in the good, cleaning up the tarnish and rust that kept them from coming together and meeting in the middle, might be a good way to save the marriage instead of having to tear up the foundations and start all over again with inferior materials.

Finished with her plumbing work she decided it was time to start cleaning up the mess.