GK, Sweet Man and I went on our last outing of the summer today. Fun stuff. Most of the time when I go junkin', it's with the girls only on Monday or Tuesday. But Sweet Man was invited along on this outing and wow......funny about new environments and what you find out.
Remember how I told you that we were working on GK's Paris inspired and influenced room? Well the provincial furniture that we found for her was precious and fit like a glove into the room.....uh but.... About a week ago, I began to smell something like rancid nuts, or old shoes in her room. We did a complete search and found nothing out of the ordinary. We put down some baking soda on the rug and washed down all the surfaces thinking maybe tiny baby Uma, the most adorable black kitten cat ever, had caused the odor....nope. Then GK was putting up her laundry and the bottom drawer of the dresser snapped the brace that runs down the middle of the drawer bottom. She pulled it out so I could see how to repair it and "oh my gods". The smell was extremely nauseating. Like a combo of pipe and cigar smoke and just plain old...ya know what I mean. Ick. So we tried everything we could think of to rid the furniture of the odor. Newspaper, vinegar, baking soda, antibacterial wipes, carpet cleaner deodorizer, kitty litter, room spray and nothing worked. Nope.
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Shelley, GK and I operate as a pretty precise well oiled junkin' machine. We all know each other's quest items and when we spot them.......it's like "YO, over here!!!!!! And out of routine GK and I did just that this morning at a really cute and fun new to us place way out of our neighborhood. Sweet Man was the wheel man. What surprised me was how much "stuff" he thought was cool.
I gave up antiquing and junking with him about 35 years ago cuz he was such a buzz kill. He was the oldest of 8 kids. Wore hand me downs and hated every minute of it. I always got a big kick out of wearing my older cousins clothes. Him, not so much. So when at a tender age, I began Shelley in her education of your dollar goes a lot further if you buy resale items......Sweet Man begged off.
So now all these years later, I see him having those memory flashes of yesteryear and his childhood or seeing things that his folks or relatives had and it was so much fun. He was like a kid in a candy store. GK and I both watched him and really were enjoying his awakening to nostalgia in a fun way.
We did find her a 1940's 6 drawer big Ol sturdy chest of drawers and there is no smell. I was able to negotiate the price with the vendor and I think we got a good deal. She said she likes this one even better than the provincial ones because the drawers are deep and wide and she will be able to put all her clothes in one chest. Pssssst.....no way in hell, but I'm not gonna burst the bubble.
Then we drove in parts of Albuquerque that we don't normally travel which was fun and interesting. We also took Ms. GK out to lunch at a Persian restaurant. She had never had any of the items on the menu and was willing to "try" something new. I love gyros, so does SM. Delish.
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Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda