Too Much of a Good Thing...

For nearly as long as I can remember, my passion has been treasure hunting. I can remember childhood weekends spent at my grandma's house, and me, hi-liter in hand, combing through the local newspaper's rummage sale ads.

Mimi knew the town like the back of her hand. I'd sit in the passenger seat and read off the addresses...and she'd patiently drive me from sale to sale, often chuckling at the oddities I'd find and drag home with me.

Today, my thrifting partners have changed...
My ever-so-patient hubby (and secret thrift addict himself) and four children often tag along with me on my treasure hunts. The venues vary also...county flea markets, village-wide rummage sales, Goodwill stores...they all hold equal allure to me. I just never know what goodies I'll find.

And therein lies my conundrum...
I find *too many* good things! Yes, too much of a good thing is just that...TOO MUCH!!!

Hence, my shop.
You are the lucky recipients of my overflow. I fall in love all over again every time I find a piece of our vintage past. When you take home a piece of tweetpotatopie, you take a tiny piece of my heart. Hold it. Treasure it. Enjoy it!

It's *truly* my pleasure to serve you!