...home from the sea, or at least Lake Ontario. We had a beautiful vacation and a great visit with family. I also found my dream farm:
The one big goal I had on our trip was to visit a big flea market. Major fail. The only one we found--the one that's supposed to be the biggest one in WNY, ZOMGAMAZEBALLS--was only one building, just an antique mall. To be fair, the flea market was supposed to be on Sunday, but it was a Saturday! Who doesn't have a flea market open on Fourth of July Saturday?! Oh well. Maybe next time.
So instead I had to content myself with some Goodwill shopping.
Mason jar fetish, so obviously, these demanded some jar action as well, right? Time for a trip to Michaels...
And (as Caroline would say), "Preeeeee-senting...JARS!" Votive size canning jars. Perfect. (Sorry about the flash glare. I need a new camera.)
I did get another sweet deal at Goodwill that will be the subject of some future attention. But for now, I gotta get back to real life and start studying for my classes this quarter. Ack. Furthering my education had better not interfere with my blog reading and/or craft creating and/or my recent addiction to Angry Birds (dude, I got a Nook Color and all I can say is, so worth the money and not just for the stupid game).
Happy July. Where does the time go?