I am back to my old ways again. There were tons of yard sales last weekend. I brought the kids with me to a few of them. Maeve found a Barbie motor home that she couldn't live without and Finn bought a bin filled with Legos. I told him that he was VERY lucky that he was with me. Because his beautiful blue eyes never would have seen that bin if he hadn't come yard-saling with me that day. Straight to eBay!
I paid $55 for everything in this photo. I know - it seems high, doesn't it? It looks like the days of paying a buck for everything are waning.
The three vintage 1950's linens were the most expensive ($25 for all three). But they are hard to find in such nice condition. I also found a box of knitting needles and some old circular knitting pins.
This wire letter tray was a quarter! It will look nice on my desk.
I bought the Mohawk Minnow Pail because of the green graphics (which are tough to see in this photo). I think it would look great as a decoration in a man cave. And how about that wooden Underwood Typewriter box? I have a few Underwoods lurking in my garage. I will probably bring this box to the shop and plop one of the typewriters on top.
The other side of the box has the original railway paper label:
I visited the Cottonwood House Spring Extravaganza last weekend. The organizer, Verna, has the most beautiful property on the edge of Chester County, PA. She has a great selection of antiques, and also brings in other vendors to sell their vintage finds. I get sick and tired (and jealous) of reading about all of the fabulous vintage sales in the Pacific Northwest and California - so I am glad that we have the Cottonwood sale in my neck of the woods.
Anyway, that's where I scored my Find of the Week: a big black enamel Keuken pail.
What the hell does keuken mean? I had no idea when I bought it. It could have meant "crap" in German for all I knew. Luckily, after some Googling, I learned that it was not, in fact, a crap bucket. Keuken is "kitchen" in Dutch. It is also used in a funny phrase, as defined in the Urban Dictionary.
And now, for the finale: The Intimate Side of a Woman's Life, published in 1940. I gave you a glimpse of it on my Facebook page. With sections titled "Constipation", "The Arm Pits", "Moulding the Breasts" and "Woman's Problems", I would say that this book is well worth the one dollar that I paid.
There is so much talk of douching in this book: techniques, equipment, diagrams
of proper insertion, the recommendation that douching during pregnancy is perfectly safe because "marital relations are carried on during pregancy so what difference can there be". This is my favorite list of
Douche. Douche. Douche. Don't lift heavy weights. Douche. Douche. Douche.
In this list of "things to remember", we find a stunning revelation: most divorces are caused by smelly crotches.
Hey, you French ladies with saggy boobs: ALL FRENCHMEN THINK YOU ARE UGLY:
I will leave you with this page in the chapter titled "Leucorrhea". I had never heard that term before, and neither did any of my neighbors (as we were drinking wine and reading from the book aloud on my deck). I don't even want to mention what Leucorrhea is, for fear of getting unwanted Google traffic from people searching for "vaginal discharge".
Oh, well. I guess you know what it is now.
I tried to choose a short excerpt from this page, but I just couldn't. The madness just kept going and going, so I took a picture of the entire page.
Read it at your leisure, preferably with some Chardonnay and a few friends. And for God's sake, keep your vagina clean and your feet dry!