Becoming an Antique[r]

I have many childhood memories of being dragged by my parents through endless antique stores and being surrounded by things I couldn't touch and toys I couldn't play with even if I found them remotely interesting (which I did not). However, I have long-since grown out of that aversion to antiques and would love nothing more than to have my home covered in them. This weekend was, however, the first time I have gone antiquing on my own free will.

Devin and I were in the quaint little town of Prescott, AZ for my friend Susanne's wedding and decided to make an over-night weekend out of the trip. We spent hours on Sunday hunting through the many antique stores lining the streets of downtown Prescott.

Our goal was to find something we could bring back as a "souvenir" while only spending $5.00. But, alas, we failed.

Sincerely, we tried to find something we could proudly purchase for only $5.00, but discovered the selection was sadly lacking. We did find plenty of items we loved - antique shutters for $25.00 each that would have looked beautiful hanging in our living room and a blanket chest/bench exactly like what I've been search for marked at $275.00. Naturally, not having $300+ dollars to toss away on a few decorative items, we passed up these purchases. That is one thing I really miss about living back East. Supply-and-Demand works in favor of the antiquer there. Way out west, it is very difficult to find a good deal on antiques - there just aren't that many of them to be found outside of the over-priced antique stores.

Regardless, we had fun, as you can see:

(This next one is for you Marla - if it hadn't cost $15, I would have bought it for you. It was almost too funny to pass up. The pink one next to it ain't bad either.)

(Cow-hide toilet seat)