A New Phase

To the dozen or so people who subscribe to this blog, I apologize for my absence. My only explanation is a mixture of laziness, depression, and forgetfulness.

If you’ve been following my blog for any length of time, you may have noticed that nearly every post is gone. I archived 62 posts spanning over the past couple years because I felt like I lost sight of what this blog was meant to be. I wanted it to be a place to showcase my art and writing, to post parenting related content, adulting content, good memories with my family, etc. Instead, it became a receptacle for unhinged rants and self loathing.

I don’t like who I am. I don’t think I ever really have, as evident by the numerous posts I’ve deleted not just here, but on Reddit and Wattpad and old blogs and YouTube. I’m constantly trying to reinvent myself to no avail. And I’m always a bitch, even when I don’t mean to be.

As I continue to try and once again reinvent myself or maybe better myself, I’m going to focus on what this blog was meant to be. I will draw more, write more, share experiences that aren’t marred with negative tones and self-pity. I’m sorry that it got so out of hand.

Thrift Shop Finds From My Camera Roll

Inspired by my first post of interesting thrift store/antique shop finds, here are some interesting things I found and didn’t buy over the years. Most for good reason.

I’m going to be completely honest, I’m not sure if I took this photo or not. I found it in my camera roll and it does look familiar. The shop it’s in looks like one I frequented about 10 years ago and the quality it on par with photos take on my old Samsung keyboard phone from roughly 12 years ago. If I did take this photo, I’m surprised I didn’t take the doll home.
This one confuses me. Is it a weird perspective or is she super short?
I now own 4 vintage black cat figurines, just not these.
It felt cursed.
Yikes on bikes! Sadly, this is probably the 5th Klan group photo I’ve found in my many years of antiquing.
He was delightfully whimsical and I regret not taking him home.
I’m also kicking myself for not adopting these terrible and wonderful Star Trek bears.
Pinwheels are for babies. Saw wheels are for men.
There was a strong weed aroma when I took the lid off.

I actually bought this one. We call him Heroin Dog.
Probably the coolest things I ever found at Goodwill, but at the time I didn’t think I would ever have kids.

Speaking of weebs, finding this brought a tear to my eye. I loved this comic as a teenager. I might go back and read it again.
I was heavily pregnant when we found this. We were about to take it home until we realized it was broken in multiple places. So sad.
I don’t know if this counts, but here are some shots from my favorite booth at the flea market in my hometown.
This came home with us.
1 – 31 – 07 Never forget 🇺🇸
I can’t imagine what kind of person keeps a framed picture of General Patton in their ho- my dad. My dad would keep a framed picture of General Patton in his home… He probably has one somewhere.

September Antique/Thrift Shop Finds

I used to go to antique shops almost every weekend. Even if I didn’t buy anything, it was just something that made me happy. Sadly, I don’t get out much anymore. I want to make it a habit to go at least once a month. So here are some weird and wonderful things I found at various antique and thrift shops.

No matter where you go, you’ll find at least one instance of blaringly obvious racism and/or microtransgressions.
The 50s was a wild decade. Is this supposed to be cute? Is it supposed to look like any one Mouseketeer in particular? If so, girl, you should sue.
I like this duck. I like him a lot.
He would currently be mine if I had the money and the space for him. I hope he goes to a good home.
Found in a box of Littlest Pet Shop toys. It is cursed.
Poor little Palkie doll. The tag had the word restored in quotes.
It’s painted with acrylic paint.