As a child I dreaded Sunday because it meant school was about to impose another week of tortured learning upon me. I was never a kid that liked school, I just didn't fit in with most of the kids and found it difficult to look forward to what turned in to a week of isolation for the most part. Now

In the words of Homer Simpson (copyrighted to Fox and not affiliated with me or my blog in any way), DOH! After driving an hour and a half to go to the "Super Flea Market" that occurs only once a month in Greensboro, we were sorely disappointed. Seriously there were all of maybe fifteen tables all filled with...well, crap. I'm

I talked about having a list of things I wanted to do before I turned thirty a few months ago. Actually I believe it was longer than a few months ago but somewhere in between my resolution to change my life this year and now I ran in to a rather big bump in the road that completely derailed me

Okay perhaps not trying my hand at picking but I am going to try my hand at flea marketing this weekend. The closer weekends get the more excited I get for our little escapades. I have been planning new things to do each weekend and this coming weekend we are headed to a humongous flea market to see what we