antique-ing.

Every once in a while, when we're at the beach, we stop at antique shops. I look for wooden Scrabble tiles and Phil looks for milk glass. We stopped at a big shop in Lincoln City on Sunday afternoon in hopes of scoring something sporty and cool for the new and improved man-cave. We failed at finding the perfect something, but I did spot a few things amid the old junk that cracked me up.

1. The gumball button machines. Who wouldn't love a collection of buttons like this? For a quarter you could get a handful. You could even get a little envelope to take your buttons home in. So thoughtful. What made me laugh was that sign for all the stupid people in the world. . . do not eat. Seriously, are people that ignorant?

2. The framed pilgrim purity collar. If you were a female student at Tennessee Temple University in the early 90's, chances are you owned at least one article of clothing that had a pilgrim purity collar attached to it (or, someone down the hall had something you often borrowed). If you were not a female student at Tennessee Temple University in the early 90's, then chances are this will make absolutely no sense to you. I laughed out loud when I saw this one framed. This is for all my DeMoss Hall (4th East Sigma Delta Rho Eagles) girls.

3. The Tupperware measuring spoons. My Mother has had the green set in her kitchen drawer for as long as I can remember. They're missing the little connector piece, but these are definitely the spoons. Mom, they're antiques. I think it's time to trade them in for something a little more up to date. For the record, these were going for the lowball price of only $12, so it's not like you can take them on Antiques Road Show and expect a couple thousand.



I am sure that now my Mother will put those spoons in my name in her last will and testament.