REENIE'S REACH
by irene bean

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SOME OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS I'VE POSTED


2008
A Solid Foundation

Cheers

Sold!

Not Trying to be Corny

2007
This Little Light of Mine

We Were Once Young

Veni, Vedi, Vinca

U Tube Has a New Star

Packing a 3-Iron

Getting Personal

Welcome Again

Well... Come on in

Christmas Shopping

There's no Substitute

2006
Dressed for Success

Cancun Can-Can

Holy Guacamole

Life can be Crazy

The New Dog

Hurricane Reenie

He Delivers

No Spilt Milk

Naked Fingers

Blind

Have Ya Heard the One About?

The Great Caper

Push

Barney's P***S

My New Security System

Sold!

I went to my first mountain auction in Monteagle last weekend. It's been years since I've attended one - mostly because it's humanly impossible for me to walk away empty handed and I don't need a damn one more thing in my home and life. *Need* is the key word here. As hard as I try to discern the needs and wants in my life, those wants still creep in.

This auction was heavily attended by the Country Set, and I ain't referring to Town & Country. Most were attired in bib overalls and wore boots with hog chow wedged in the deep grooves of their soles. A stay-to-themselves ilk of folk, which is fine. I don't blame them for their suspicious natures for folk like me. :) I spotted one local antique dealer - I'm sorry, but I consider them cagey parasites at auctions. Probably not fair of me to hold this bias as I drooled over my prospects.

Anyway, I found it interesting that the items to stir the most interest were things like logging chains and band saws and kerosene lamps - this type of stuff created stirs and murmurs and lively bidding. (Dang I wish I'd had my camera. Next time. Yup, I think there’ll be more country auctions in my future.)

When the two chairs I was interested in came up on the block, the crowd settled into picking earwax, talking feed costs, and chewing the chaw.

Okay. When was the last time you heard a well trained auctioneer? I swear it's an otherworldly gift that goes something like: ashfuipogsdbfegosgufawkejthiugblesh… SOLD!

*Sigh* I'm pretty certain I bid against myself the entire time, as everyone else settled into picking earwax, talking feed costs, and chewing the chaw. But I was thrilled to get the two chairs, which are brand new and covered with a chenille textured fabric.

Below are the before and after pics of my porch.

Come this summer, stop on by for a tall, cool lemonade and meet my chairs in person. xoxo

BEFORE:



AFTER:



New Deck Location for the... Deck Chairs



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