Tickets, Thrift Store and Cleaning House

Good morning my faithful readers. 

Sorry for my absence.  We have been super busy.

For one, I have been cleaning out our house. 

I think I need to have a yard sale.

While cleaning out some cabinets in our laundry room,

I found these.  I bought them awhile back for our bathroom and

forgot about them.  I held them up in various rooms and they just didn't "go".

So off to the yard sale pile.

I have to give you a bit of background on this next photo.

I want to make a tray out of an old frame for our coffee table.

Have looked and looked.  I found one at Hobby Lobby...

it was on clearance...but they wanted too much.

My stinginess paid off.

I found this lovely frame for $2.50 at a thrift store.

Though I feel sort of bad for covering someone's painting and hard work,

I am going to do it anyway!

This morning I have all to myself, actually probably the whole day.

Everyone has a place to go today.

So I went yard saling!

My first stop was fruitful.  Ladies the house (which is in major need of repair)

was a vintage lovers, fancy high ceiling, delight.

The lady had some really good items but she was asking too much.

(Remember I am stingy.)

Then she said she has some items inside.

Honey, I want that house!

Oh, I know what I would do to fix it up.  Golly.

But it was also sad to see a house like that go to waste. 

It REALLY is going to take ALOT of work to fix her up.

Anyway, on the porch I spied some old doors and a long and lean

window pane.  (You know I LOVE those old window panes!)

I asked if she'd sell it.  Yes, and the price was what I had in my head!

Lady, you have yourself a deal!

I will post a photo later.

OH!  I forgot until I reread the title of this post about the ticket.

So, I am driving around town, yard saling, when a police man starts following me.

Ok, no biggie, I am going the speed limit.

He keeps following me.

I mean come on now, I am just yard saling officer.

(I did go over by about 5 miles at one point, but very briefly.)

We go by the hospital when he turns on his lights.

Now there's no one else around, so I know he wants me to pull over.

You know why?

One of our tail lights are out.

He was kind enough to just give me a fix-it ticket.

Phew!

Happy Mother's Day!