Showing posts from September 7, 2014

The Gossip Bench

How I love a stroll down memory lane.  And no better place to find  antique stores than in the mid-west.  What a treasure trove of intriguing stuff.   When Mr. T drives down the road there are so many antique stores I can hardly contain myself, I'm like, 'oh, oh, stop, oh, there's another one.'  Someday we'll have to go back with a truck or a trailer.  For now our car of choice is the SUV and it is stuffed. This fire engine in fantastic shape reminds me of my brothers racing around the driveway.  They also had a yellow roadster.  Their little legs pedaling as fast as they could.
Of course these dolls and furniture are before my time but I can relate to hours, going on days,  playing with my dolls, their houses and furniture.   What stories my friends and I made up for their make believe lives.
Here's the treasure I ended up with, a gossip bench.  Can you just imagine a teenager sitting here for hours talking on the phone.  They couldn't even move around ve…