When it was time to wake up, it was usually really dark outside. My brother and I would sleep the entire way to the flea market and through some of the setting up. Once we woke up, we'd have a donut for breakfast and then help sell all of our junk! I loved it!
I also loved looking at everyone else's junk! I think that may have been when I started to love vintage things!
In my early twenties, I moved out of my parents' house. I worked on Saturday afternoons. I hated working Saturday afternoons. But meeting my mom in the mornings to go yard sale-ing made it bearable!
I don't get the opportunity to hit the flea markets or yard sales as much as I would like, but I do make it a point to check out our local thrift shop on half price day!
I tend to look for vintage kitchen items from the 20s to the 60s. Things I remember seeing in my grandparents' or friends' kitchens when I was growing up.
Because I look for items from that time frame, I don't end up buying a lot of things that I remember my parents having in their kitchen. My parents were married in the seventies and that just isn't really my style!
Don't get me wrong, my mom has great taste! She even had great taste in the 70s. She never went for the trendy stuff for the house. She, like my grandmother, have more of a classic style when it comes to decorating their homes. But kitchen items from that era just don't appeal to me.
I do have a few older items from my mom's kitchen. Older items that were handed down to her, that I loved seeing in her kitchen and love having in my kitchen!
I remember her using this for every batch of cole slaw that she made for many, many years...until my dad won a Cuisinart food processor as a door prize at a banquet!