“Here you go, this is just what you need!” the man said to his wife.
I looked up. That’s a statement that can go so many ways. Could be a gag, or sarcasm, but in this case was sincere. He thought she needed it: a pie divider. “For your pies,” he added.
“Mmmm, pie,” I said. “Let me know what time it’s ready!”
“She makes great pie,” he assured me. “You know, people just don’t make pie anymore.” Well, I said modestly, I myself do bake pies. Not sure he heard. “Nobody bakes or cooks. People our kids’ age have no idea how to make pie.”
This struck me as a bit of a sweeping generalization. I see enough food blogs to convince me that at least a few people still cook (besides me and his wife). “Sometimes these things skip a generation,” I offered. “Maybe your grandkids will make pie.” “No! They won’t even know what real pie is!”
So now we know: pie is going to disappear from America in the next generation. Dang. But we’ll still be having it at our house; stop by for a piece one of these days. Though you should know in advance that the pieces won’t be precisely equal, because those other people got the ten-cent pie divider at the yard sale.
This yard sale, in fact.
Judy and KK and I had a great Friday morning. Our first stop was here in the ‘hood, at the house where Judy paid for her own sweater last year. Judy replenished her wardrobe again, and I found some pieces for upcycling, including Irish linen
and some cotton pieces to combine.
(I’ll show you a couple of completed upcycles below.) As we were about to leave, KK spotted an item laying on a table and we all paused, trying to figure out what it was for. “It’s a hat,” I said authoritatively. (Yes of course I make things up. I’m a writer, it’s what we do!)
I tell you, I have the most fabulous friends. She immediately donned it, and by gosh it sure looked like a hat.
I think she looks like a high-ranking official from one of the Star Wars movies. The 9 year old girl helping with the sale piped up, “It’s for a baby’s car seat.” Some sort of head bumper thingie. They gave it to KK who has a new grandchild coming and can use it for the car seat. But I still think it made a great hat.
There was no doubt about this being a hat. Doesn’t it look lovely with the coordinating clothes brushes?
At another sale there were a bunch of boxes waiting to be unloaded. They had priced everything for their sale and then packed it all away until the sale day. I asked the young woman unpacking things onto an already-crowded table if she minded me looking through some of the boxes. “Go right ahead!” she invited, and before I knew it we had the boxes spread out and several folks were finding items. I scored some summer socks
an old favorite book
a Vera Bradley bag
and (my fave) a cute license-plate purse.
Plus this crocheted tablecloth, intended for upcycling into some kind of garment.
Though it’s not bad as a tablecloth
or for the cat to make himself comfy on.
Even the free boxes did not disappoint, yielding a wall sconce
and a hand-knitted flamingo. Don’t find these babies every day!
I find the legs irresistible, with the knot-knees and shaped feet.
Okay, the upcycling. Still having a ball with remaking things. The latest is a couple of pieces for my SIL. She wears down vests during the winter, which gave me the idea of a summer vest. So I took the sleeves off a couple of short jackets used them as side panels, et voilà!
This looks like printed fabric, but it’s actually embroidered on a linen background.