We be lovin' the Farmers Market

 Farmers market season has arrived and that means no rest for the weary in this house. I have been busy making earrings, sewing headbands, and designing my new booth. 

Check it.  

As hard as it may be try to look past the wrinkled table clothe...the white one is actually a twin bed sheet that I got on clearance for three bones.

HOLLA!

 I wanted something catchy for the headbands to sit on. However, there was a dilemma. I didn't want to spend lots of money for a stand, and I didn't want anything that would be super bulky, because this chick has to haul around all her crap in the Suby while also carrying around the Punk.

 I decided to make my own headband stands. I took candlestick holders and glued them to plastic square plates.

For the necklaces I took an old rake and cut it off about a foot-and-a-half down the handle. I then screwed the handle to board to make it into a stand.

Fairly simple.  

I am also planning on using two more rakes so I can have the necklaces spread out across the back of the table.

 The picture above is of sister #2, she looks so stoic and sophisticated....don't be deceived though, the picture I snapped right after this one she was sticking her finger up her nose. ewwwwwww.

The picture is clipped to an old frame that I given the good ole' primer and spray paint treatment. I then stapled chicken wire to the frame and used clothes pin to hold the picture in place.

 As some added flare to the booth, Sister #3 found an old kiddo typewriter that I use to elevate the discounted items--the typewriter also attracts a lot of kids. all. the. time. tink. tink. tink. tink. click. click. click. zinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg.....

Finally, I used old pie tins to display the rings and hair clips, and my Momo found an old school wooden jewelry stand to display the earrings.

As you can tell we are big connoisseurs of finding random junk and then repurposing it....hence, Spunky Junky.

Over the next week I will be showcasing tutorials on how I made each of my displays!

Hope ya'll are having a great weekend and thanks for stopping in!

Turns out this summer heat is really starting to mess with my internal calender. I went the whole entire day thinking it was Thursday and that I still had a whole day to write a Feature Friday post. wrong.

I'm guessing when others have this problem that they usually think it is Friday when it is only Thursday. I run a little bass ackwards, but it paid off though--imagine my delight when I realized the weekend came a day earlier then I thought......

So here's to you my Feature Friday Friends. Enjoy!

Btdub...I do know with all certainty that tomorrow is Saturday.

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Beach House in the City-Nursery makeover

Twist of Dazzle-Collage Wall

Charming Decor-Dresser makeover

The Letter 4-cute Dad printable (that I may have to use for birthdays!)

J and J Home-Canvas Art Makeover

Rindy Mae-Grilled Lemon Chive Potatoes

Nice work Ladies! Have a nice weekend!

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Splish Splash

I always know summer is here to stay when the Splash Park opens up for the season. However, the water is still so freaking cold. Poor minions were chilled to the bone even though it was 85 degrees.

Punk didn't last too long in the chilly water--when he finally realized there was a park nearby he made a mad dash for the slide and we proceeded to go up and down, up and down, up and down--my kid loves the slide. He also loves throwing wood chips at the kids going down the slide. bad punk.

Life is Better with Spunk

Last week's challenge was to participate in your community. On Saturday morning Hunk, Punk, and I visited the farmer's market. In our community we have two markets. Each has a completely different feel and environment. 

The Saturday market usually has more produce and because it is in the morning there are many vendors that are selling breakfast type foods. The Tuesday night market has many local restaurents serving dinner, there is also a large line up of local bands playing music.  

I love the culture surrounding the farmers market--the fresh produce, abundance of delicious baked goods, and the amazing handmade products. When I go the farmer's market I fill that I am more in touch with my community when I am purchasing local goods.

How did you participate in your community last week?

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This week's challenge is to get out in the sun. Pretty simple and I am sure it is something we all enjoy.

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Have fun, and thanks for stopping by to say, "Hi!"

Fishy Business...

I had high hopes of having this post up and running two days ago and somehow Hunk downloaded 47 viruses to our computer. He said he was looking at boats and Craigslist--I have my suspicions...hmmm.

After 16 hours of doing a hard disk clean-up and a few choice words all directed at Hunk I think I may have solved the problem. 

 Last Saturday Hunk took the munchkin and me out in his boat to enjoy some family fishing time. It was Punk's first time in the boat so we came prepared with food, games, and suckers in case he decided to have a meltdown while in the middle of the lake.

However, once he saw his first fish all our worries dissipated. He was like a kid in a candy store.

Every time we pulled a fish out of the water he got all giggly and squirmy and we spent more time trying to man handle the midget then actually fishing, which was ok because he was pretty fun to watch.

He kept climbing over the seats and waddling around the boat trying to take in every moment. Each fish brought out a new round of "ooohhh" and "ahhh's" from the Punk.

 He was such a trooper, even though he had to wear a balloon-like red life vest for nearly three hours. But let me reassure you--Smart Popcorn is the best food ever for little guys like Punk, every time he got fussy we just kept throwing the popcorn in his mouth.

Our first family fishing trip was a success and as soon as Punk was set in his carseat he was out---for the rest of the night. Hallelujah! Amen! and Good Night!