A Few Finds Today

A Few Finds Today

In less than an hour I am leaving for a fish fry with some friends. I wanted to hurry and squeeze in a quick post for you to read this evening.

I made myself get out today. Well, I had to go get medicines at the Pharmacy but decided to stay out, to not hurry home to my room. I did pretty good. I got a little panicky but it left

I went to a store I love to visit here in town. Then I dropped in at…

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A Few Finds Today

In less than an hour I am leaving for a fish fry with some friends. I wanted to hurry and squeeze in a quick post for you to read this evening.

I made myself get out today. Well, I had to go get medicines at the Pharmacy but decided to stay out, to not hurry home to my room. I did pretty good. I got a little panicky but it left

I went to a store I love to visit here in town. Then I dropped in at a new store that just opened up. I enjoyed and took my time looking at all the goodies. Money is something I have to be careful about so I was being choosy too. I didn’t want to go home empty-handed. Don’t ask me why. Maybe because I had taken the giant step to leave the house so I wasn’t coming home without a reward.

I did find a few things. I found an antique oval mirror.DSC00416

Then I discovered a cute, antique photo framed baby.DSC00415

Last, I found this hanging pot holder. I bought it and took it home and made it into a cute little decoration for the home.DSC00414

People say I have a knack for decorating so we shall see if anyone likes this. I placed these items for sale on my antique page and also at buy, sell,  here in Warsaw on my Facebook page.

Well time to get going. I will be ready for bed tonight, I have been on the go so much today. Talk to you soon friends

Daily Prompt; The Excitement Never Ends

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Tell us about the last thing you got excited about — butterflies-in-the-stomach, giggling, can’t-wait excited. 

Photographers, artists, poets: show us EXCITEMENT.

The last time I got excited and butterflies in my stomach I already posted about. The auction I went to. Knowing I had a chance to touch and keep memories of my past was the greatest thing I had done in a long time.

The time before that was when my girlfriend who lives a little over an hour was coming up to visit. This makes me excited. I get butterflies just knowing we are going to spend precious time together.

We always go out to eat somewhere and chat the minutes a way. Then we go to an antique store. She always tells me the same thing every time we go. ” You always seem so sad but when you walk in the doors of an antique store you light up.”

This is probably true. I have antiques in my blood. So does Al, but it is very difficult to take him anymore plus he doesn’t register that he can’t have what ever he wants and this can ruin the entire trip.

I started in my basement. People would stop by and eventually word of mouth spread and I ended up having my own store. I loved it. I breathed it. The first project I ever did was a straight chair. It had ten coats of paint on it. I never dip furniture. I take it off by hand, one layer at a time.indian It was worth every hour I spent refinishing this chair.

The next project I did was refinish an old wooden, oak cabinet.Old-Hoosier-Cabinet-150x150

I bought a lot of pieces and refinished them, placed them in my store and sold them. I added costume jewelry to sell.vintage_rhinestone_costume_jewelry

I didn’t have so many clients that I refinished for as time went by.

I started working at auctions, buying up at anywhere I could find items and reselling them.

I did a piece for my grandmother and another piece for my mother. Those were a joy to do as I knew they meant a lot to them. I did this until I got my divorce.

I won’t rag on my ex although it would be fun and easy. I will just say I made a big mistake and I ended up having to give up my store and go to work at a real job. That is how I ended up in nursing.

So anytime my girlfriend comes up I know we are going to look some place that stirs my heart, makes me smile and turns me on. Talk about getting excited, I sure do.

Al Is So Excited

Dairy Queen

Being the nice and sun filled day I decided to call the facility and see if Al was napping yet. If not I wanted the nurse to ask him if he would like to go to Dairy Queen. She came back with the reply, “Yes he wants to go.”

“Great, I will be there in a short bit” I told her. I decided today was the perfect day as tomorrow we are to get between three to four inches of ice and snow. I knew I was going nowhere on that wicked day.

I went in and Al had his walker sitting in the doorway. He was ready! He had his jacket on and a big old smile. We went to the ice-cream shop and he ordered a mix of Reese’s pieces and Reese’s cup in a blizzard.

He struggled quite a bit getting the spoonfuls out of the cup. I helped when he could not do it at times. I think he really enjoyed his treat. After we left there we went to a thrift shop. It was sad to me in a way that he did not remember this shop, but this didn’t stop him from wanting to go in.

Once inside he took off and started his search for coca cola items.  I gazed around but didn’t see anything I couldn’t  live without. Pretty soon I heard Al just a chatting a way to a gentleman. It just so happened that I knew this was the owner‘s husband. This is what I heard.

Al; Look at this! Look at what I found! I found a coke tray and it is authentic! Look at this. Look at this! Look at the words right here!

Owner; Oh really? It’s authentic you say? Wow. Let me take a closer look.

I walked back to where they were standing and Al repeated the conversation to me. I told him it wasn’t authentic, but he swore it was.

The owner was eyeing me trying to figure out who was telling the truth, Al or me. I said, “Well Al if you think it is authentic than I will stick with what you say”.

Al smiled at me. I looked at the tray and saw no price tag. I asked the owner how much it was. He said, “Well now, I just brought it out from the back. We found it in an old building. I will have to ask the wife”.

I waited patiently for the answer and walked up to the front where I knew the owner’s wife. I told her,” Al just likes anything with coca cola on it. I don’t believe it is the real thing myself. Al thinks if he sees a trademark it is real.”

She started laughing and then said,”Well, how about $3.50?”

I asked Al, “How about $3.50?” and he shook his head quickly. He wanted it. He was too weak to stand any longer and found a seat to sit on. The whole time he was beginning to cry and repeat his first conversation over and over.

I paid for his tray and went to where Al was sitting and handed it to him. He didn’t register yet in his mind that it was now his. He just kept crying. I told him we needed to go and eventually got him back in the car and buckled up.

As we drove back to the facility I tried to teach Al about telling others, especially owners of stores that they have valuable pieces for low prices. I explained the ideals about buying and selling, and getting things for a bargain if you can. I explained to him about coming to me and telling me the big deal he thought about getting.

I asked him, ” Do you understand Bud what I am trying to say? It could be that by what you told him they could have raised the price by several dollars. You may have not been able to purchase it then”.

He nodded that he understood. We took off for the facility. As soon as we got him in the doors of the building he started shaking and trembling all over. Most of this was due to his excitement. The first staff he came in contact with he said, ” Look at this! Look at what I got! I told them it was authentic. I told them it was worth about one hundred dollars on American Pickers. My sister told them it wasn’t real so I got it for a good deal”.

I am not sure exactly if that made me look good or rotten to the core. I guess I don’t care. I was trying to teach him a lesson in wheeling and dealing. Maybe he understood some or maybe not of what I said. I do believe he thought that I did help him get a good deal though.

I was taught by the best, my father. He was the biggest wheeler-dealer in town, I swear. I never pay full retail unless I have to. I love auctions because I get to set the price in my mind.

All he cared about was he got a coke tray for a good deal. When I told him goodbye, I added, ” I hope you had a good time bud” and he said, ” I sure did Sis”!!

Daily Prompt; Slash and Burn/ The Daily Post

rhinestone brooch

rhinestone brooch (Photo credit: Jewels Globe)

Write 500 words on any topic you like. Now remove 250 of them without changing the essence of your post.

Wow, I can not imagine how this is going to turn out, with so many words being removed. What have I got to lose? I may as well give it a shot.

Something I am interested in was easy. My hobbies are antiques and slavery. I will choose antiques to speak about. I used to go to auctions and yard sales and buy up the cheap stuff, no one else wanted. If it was not in need of much repair, I would fix it. Mainly though I would take off the old finish, and give it a brand new look. Everything that I did stayed natural, putting a thin coating over the wood to protect it from water damages.

I would sell pieces through other auctions or at my home, until I had collected enough extras to open my first store. I loved it, and still do. I also collect black memorabilia. I hope that I can have one authentic black baby doll, before I go to see the Lord.  I just bought my first Sambo cookie jar. I was like a kid in the candy store, when I brought that piece home. It sits beside my authentic Aunt Jemima salt and pepper shakers.

I love costume jewelry! Clear, colored, gaudy, but please no plastic. One blogger from another state sent me a piece this summer, I was ecstatic! It was beautiful.

Thank-you Daily Post for giving me a chance to write for you.



Sunshine Award

Stacie over at


awarded me for the Sunshine Award.

Thank you very much Stacie. I always thought the flower representing sunshine was such a positive symbol for a bright, sunny day.

Here is what Stacie says about herself:

I am married to a wonderful guy and the mother of 2 wonderful boys. I live in the best part of Southern  Louisiana. I love reading, riding my bike with my family, well I love to do anything with my family. Just like most people I live in a crazy, non-stop world that is mostly caused by my children. I wouldn’t change any of it….

I have had Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue for 10+ years, among other conditions such as Candida. My purpose of this blog is for a release and is very personal. I am not in any way a writer. I’ve just always been better at putting my feelings on paper then with words. Please feel free to ask any questions or leave a comment. I’m from the South, we love to talk…….. and GEAUX TIGERS!!!!

The rules are to place credit to the one who nominated you.

Tell a few things about yourself.

Nominate a few others.

If you have read my other blog I posted earlier today, you will realize that I love antiques!

On Sundays I watch Joyce Meyers, Dr. Charles Stanley, and in off times, I listen to the oldie shows, such as what is playing in my ear right now, The Brady Bunch. I am still a kid at heart, or else, I refuse to move forth to violence in today’s programming.

I am a thinker. I don’t know what the legal term is for that, but my mind is always thinking about someone or something I can do to change things about my life.

Nominations today are:


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Thank you once again for this award!

Good Day!



Yesterday, I took my brother to an auction that was being held here locally. It was an antique auction, and in the newspaper, it advertised coca cola items, so Al wanted to go. We got there late, but, I don’t mind that, as they are down to business by the time we walk in.

To my surprise the auction was almost over, and there was no coca cola items at all. I could tell Al was not very happy, but he didn’t throw any fits. We went ahead and stayed as I had eyes for a few minor pieces, and the auction seemed to be running fairly cheap, so I might just get lucky. Here are some photos of the items I bought.

This is a cute little pink atomizer. The next photo down is a Perfection tin box that has different colors for coloring frosting, eggs, etc. I don’t have to explain this one, as it is obvious that it is a comb and brush! LOL. This is a beautiful ladies hat with a very nice brass and rhinestone pin. Can you picture me wearing it today to church? LOL The next photo turned out a tad bit too fuzzy as I was too close, but it is the matching shoulder shawl. It is made out of black satan with hundreds of beads sewn on and long beaded fringe.

I am going to redo my bathroom in this look, for a change.

After we left there, I took him to the big car show that was sponsored by the Boys Club. It helps quite a few local youth here by continuing to have programs for them, and I have always felt it keeps them off the streets and helps them to gain confidence in themselves as they work their way to adulthood.

It was pretty hot, and I think Al had two bottled waters, a diet coke, an ice-ee, and a bowl of ice-cream. We definitely helped the boys club through Al’s donations through foods!

We both came home, and I gave Al a shower, and he slept for a couple of hours. We both had very light suppers, and he watched Pawn Stars and he and Cali, the kitten, played together, Al using the plastic handle on his cane, and Cali, chasing it.

I could barely enjoy myself on the computer, as I had walked too much, placing my diabetic neuropathy feet in pain, and being out in all of that heat. I ended up lying on the couch most of the evening, only checking emails periodically. I was so glad to go to bed, and I don’t think I moved from my original spot all night. I love having days like that. They don’t happen often, so I tuck them in my memory box.


I Finally Get It!!!

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Category:Wikipedia requested photographs of photography (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Costume Jewelry

Costume Jewelry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The responses I received in the past several hours is amazing to me. I have so many wonderful friends on here at bloggingville. I don’t know what I would do without you. I have had a wake-up call. There were some blogs I read that would make my heart have a ping feeling in it, and I finally realized why. I guess it takes me awhile to get it!

I had just read  Viveka’s blog and she was making a comment about fixing her supper and that she ironed on her balcony and listened to her music and sang songs. http://mygulitypleasures.wordpress.com

This blog is the finale of when I finally got it. I finally understood that I need the breaks. I thought I needed the breaks so that I would not pull my hair out, or maybe not scream and stomp my feet at Al. LOL. I thought I needed a break so I would not collapse from a stroke or a heart attack, but I have learned I need a break for another reason.

I need a break to get back to me! I didn’t realize this! Even as I look for photos of things I love in life, as I have chosen for with this blog, my insides are stirring, like they have not stirred for years.

Cameras,  photos, landscapes, people, meeting new friends, talking to old friends.

Glittery jewelry, gaudy jewelry, goodwill stores, flea markets, yard sales.

Public auctions, garage sales, the smell of wood, old furniture.

I am getting excited. These are who I am, this is what Terry Shepherd represents in life.

I can not add all of the other things up in my life that make me who I am, like my children etc. I am talking about just me. For this blog, I am being selfish and speaking about me. How to bring myself back to life. This does feel very  weird to me.

I have been so wrapped up in my brother, not that I don’t want to be, but I have been consumed by his illness, that last night when a blogger friend said for me to do some things that I like, I sat there like a bump on a log. I had no idea who I was anymore, let alone what I liked or enjoyed in life.

It took all evening plus wild crazy dreams. I mean crazy dreams too! I don’t know why or what it represented, but I dreamed about people in my life that I have nothing to do with any longer. My ex-husband, I had sat and talked to him in my dream. We smiled and got along like old friends. My best girlfriend that I used to have. She and I haven’t spoken in fifteen years. In my dream she and I were friends again.

I don’t know what has happened and I surely can not explain it. The most I can say is, I saw little doors being opened for me by someone. I saw a past life, and I saw laughter and joy. I saw doors being opened here for me by friends blogs. I had feelings coming that had been hidden for so long.

If this is God, I give thanks. You have a sneaky way of helping me to see your light. If this is my blogger friends, I say thank-you. You have chosen the exact words to help me through this.

I can not even say that my life will get better taking care of Al. I think it will get worse. I can say though, that these breaks that I didn’t realize I needed until today, I am going to take huge advantage of. I am going to take each minute and fill it up with me, myself, and I. I am going to start to rebuild who I am. I have to, this is the way I will be able to stay healthy and young at heart. This will help me endure the pains my brother goes through. This is who God has made, and I want to shine once again for him.

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Inszenierung eines Schreibkabinetts aus dem 18. Jahrhundert Tapete: Reproduktion einer Papiertapete aus dem Schwetzinger Schloss, um 1775 Damensekretär, vermutlich Süddeutschland, um 1770 Sessel, um 1740 Hocker aus dem Mannheimer Schloss, Mannheim, um 1760 Gallery: Reiss-Engelhorn-Museen, Mannheim (Photo credit: Wikipedia)