Taking on the WORLD!! Ok, the World's Longest Yard Sale.

Weekend of friends, babies (dogs pictured below....Scooter on left, Henry on right), and Yard Sales!


Last weekend my mom and dad dropped the "boys," that is Henry (who was formerly my baby), and Scooter, the Family Maltese's, by my apartment so that they could travel to a few hours away to the world's longest yard sale! 

To preface the events i should tell a little history of us Highfield women. Well, i am an interior designer and my mom is a home staging/antique loving woman. So my mother and i have alway loved going to yard sales and finding fabulous things that others don't see the true or intrinsic value in.

I have been gathering and collecting treasure's for my apartment for years and storing them all in my parent's basement, and now that i'm in my AMAZING apartment we are at a loss for places to put our treasures. SO....my mom, who has always wanted to open an antique/book store is now renting an antique booth in Florence. Therefore, now we were hunting for fabulous things to fix up and sale in her antique booth. 

Saturday, mom and dad found some great things at the world's longest yard sale, and went back home sat. night. Sunday morning mom call suddenly and said "Lets to back!"  to the world's longest yardsale that is. Of course i said "Heck to the Yes!" She came and picked me up and off to Chattanooga to hunt!

On the way we saw some great countryside and this amazing "Space Ship-esk" House.....seriously? It's on the side of Signal mountain.

On to the sales! As we drove through the streets, tents and sales lined the road. Anything from baby clothes to valuable antiques could be found.

We stopped at one sale and there were these 2 precious little boys selling RC's and moonpies for $1. So, of course, mom and I both got our own Diet RC and Moon pie. I got the new peanut butter moon pie which the little boy said, "It's small in size but big in taste!" it was great.  

Then on to the serious business of hunting, bargaining, and loading up the Honda Pilot. We loaded the car to the ceiling and by the end of the day we'd even strapped a rocking chair to the top. It was a fabulous day with some great steals! 

Once we got to my apartment we had to unload EVERYTHING  because my chest was on the bottom but it gave us a good chance to take inventory of all of our options. I still can't believe we got it all in the Pilot!

So now we just have to find time for a craft/repair/repaint day to fix up all the stuff we collected. Mom and i had a great time! Can't wait for the next trip!

Design, or Out of ideas?

So today was a surprisingly touch day in cubicle world. I received and e-mail from a design friend an i realized just how out of the "design world" i have become. Check it out....for those of you familiar with CAD, this amazing, CAD inspired fabric has taken the most common piece of every designers day and turned it into something really cool. This textile is by Architex, and part of their "Where's Walter" line. It's a bit monotonous. However, had i come up with this brain numbing idea, maybe i would not currently be in a cubicle.

Can an Eagle Swim?

Eagle, Can it swim? Is it possible for an eagle to survive in a world with ducks? Will it eventually adapt, grow webs between it's claws? Will it be content? Will it reach it's potential or just be the "best duck?"

 

What happens to a beautiful exotic bird, who is taken from his natural, free habitat and put in a cage? With the potential to travel the world and sing beautiful songs, does it eventually become content to sit and swing in a cage? Is it's soul eventually broken, and instead of singing beautifully, it repeats mundane phrases that are shouted at it daily? Does it become pleased to hear praise for accomplishing such meaningless tasks? And most importantly, does it eventually become content in the cage and forget the life

 it was meant to live?

Ok enough random thoughts, this is not a "my random life in an even more random metaphor" blog, it's a design blog. So...lately i've been really obsessed with Bird and Botanical Prints/Art. 

 

Saturday my mother and I went yard selling again and found some great treasures. Mom got 3 fabulous bird prints, they were a steal! I'll get photo's of them soon.   

However, vintage bird prints are really in right now, so been on the lookout! Here are a few cute pieces of art, colleges, plate etc. featuring birds. I really think they are amazing!

Please note, the blue, orange, black, and pink plate were recycled plate, just revamped with paint and fabulousness.....so keep in mind some of the cool stuff that can be created...check them out at SarahCihat.com

Images Found at:

The Loxia bird Art Card by ihana  

neatorama.com

Bird Photo by Lara Robby

Blueribbongeneralstore.net

2 Singing Birds, by Dawanda

Crazy People on Craig's List

So my friend Kendal sent me this link to an ad on craig's list in ann harbor, MI. this person is a crazy nut. it's too funny not to share...(excuse the language)

Haunted/Possessed Chair (Canton, Mi)

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Date: 2009-07-26, 8:02PM EDT
Reply to: sale-p9k4x-1290450018@craigslist.org ^{[Errors when replying to ads?]}

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I am looking to give away an evil chair. If you decide to take this chair you agree that I cannot be held liable for any misfortune that befalls you. 

I purchased this chair along with three others and a table from a garage sale in Detroit three weeks ago. My life has completely fallen apart since I've become its owner. 

The man who sold me the dinner table set advised me not to take the chair because it was haunted of course I didn't believe him.... Dear God I wish now with every fiber of my being that I had heeded his warning. 

What is so evil about this chair you ask? It makes you sh*t. 

Yes that is right, I said it makes you sh*t. Every single time I sit in that chair I have to sh*t. I didn't notice the correlation between having to poop and sitting in that chair until I had owned it a few days. Now granted the chair doesn't make you have to crap right away. Oh no. It is more clever than that. Sometimes you can sit in it for ten, fifteen, even twenty minutes, but it will eventually make you have to sh*t. How do I know the chair is to blame? I decided to conduct a little experiment. I went five days without eating. The first two days I had regular bowel movements. By the fifth day however I did not have to poop. 

So I then sat in the chair. WHAM! Almost instantly I felt my bowels fill to the point of near bursting with chocolate chud. I almost didn't make it to the bathroom that time. 

Now I am sure many of you reading this have experienced a time or two in your life a moment where you aren't sure if you have to fart or sh*t. Well guess what? With this chair you have to shit every time. Four nights ago my friend was at my flat and we had a couple of beers each. He was making fun of me for being afraid of a as he put it "stupid ugly chair." Suddenly he tempted the eternal d*mned and cursed evil within the chair when he declared aloud he had to fart. What happened next was a tragedy. He sharted. That is right. SHARTED. It was the mightiest shart of all times too mind you. He filled his trousers to the point that poo was coming out of his pant legs. 

He never mocked the chair again. 

A few days after I had started questioning if the chair could truly be evil I was to go on a date with this smoking hot chick from my work. We saw a movie, went to Ernesto's Italian Garden Restaurant in Plymouth, then came back to my place for coffee and "conversation." I was having such a good time I had forgotten about my suspicions of the chair. I sat down in the chair and felt a chill run up my spine and my soul was filled with a sudden sense of impending doom. I went to rise out of the chair but it was too late. I was filling my briefs with more hot steamy butt piss than is humanly possible. My *ss was spewing liquid cosby kid from the moment I ran from the kitchen to the bathroom. But once I sat down on the toilet it stopped! CONVENIENTLY my ass had apparently expelled enough butt mud to satisfy the evil within the chair. 

I have one theory as to why the chair is evil. 

It must have been owned by an evil warlock at one time who suffered from IBS or crohn's disease. The warlock probably died in that very chair after eating something that upset his intestines so much he shat himself to death. So now he punishes all who sit in it. 

The creepiest part is I tried throwing the chair away multiple times. But every time I take it to the dumpster behind my flat it some how makes its way back to the kitchen before me. I've tried to have psychics come and cleanse the chair but as soon as they enter my apartment they run right out screaming about endless flowing rivers of dookie. 

My bulldog Stinkers has also been acting strange ever since I brought the chair home. Sometimes in the middle of the night I'll wake up to him staring off into space barking at the air or something the human eye cannot see. Also he runs in circles around the chair howling every night at six thirty for several minutes. He has never acted like this before. He is usually a VERY well behaved dog. 

So I believe the only way I can rid myself of this evil is by having someone willingly take it on as I did when I bought it from the fellow in Detroit. I tried bringing the chair back to the man I purchased it from but no one answers the door when I knock. The house looks vacant and the windows are now all boarded up. 

Please someone take this chair asap. 

PICKUP ONLY - WILL NOT DELIVER 

• Location: Canton, Mi
• it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

Isn't this the most insane thing you've ever heard. I couldn't help but post it!

Yard Sale Divas

So, since recently moving to Huntsville, I have discovered the wonderful world of yard sales in 5-Points. Now, an hour away from home, i have the pleasure of sharing my fabulous yard selling experiences with my parents. I woke early this morning to hit a Yard Sale with outdoor supplies and equipment. I met both my parents there, we bought, or should i say practically stole, everything at the sale. Then we proceeded to scour the streets for promising sales. I have a love/slight addiction for chandeliers. I recently refurbished a chandelier i found on the roadside while living in Auburn, and might i say, it is Fabulous! My luck was running high and I found another one! Almost equally amazing. Of course i don't need another chandelier, but it was awesome! So i got it, and at this point, I realized today would be a great day!

My favorite sale was a "moving sale." The only problem was that i arrived just after some other person who loves the same things as i, had come through, put a "sold" sticker on all the amazing things i wanted, and left! I was really bitter. I was sad....the opposite of buyers remorse...more like "why did i not beat those other cool people to the sale" remorse." I'm afraid my "freak flag" was waving as i stomped around, pining over the awesome items that were left to tease me! One was a fabulous headboard and the other was an old, mustard yellow cupboard!

I feel I have the random gift of seeing weird things, picturing their amazing potential, and turning them into amazingness.....these 2 purchases were stolen from me! OK, I'm over it! After finding several amazing art books, a Geisha Girl tea-cup for a friend, about 100 baby food jars (OK so near the end of our adventure we got suckered into buying a box full of glass baby food jars! As dad peered through the car window, mom and i stood by the jars thinking of all the craftswe would miss out on if we didn't buy them.....after coming up with a few options, we surrendered to our craziness and bought about 100 jars for $3, yeah....i know!)

6 yard sales, countless treasures, and a few new acquaintances later, Mom, Dad (pockets now penny-less), and I all had a lovely lunch at Sam and Greg's Pizzeria on the square. It was a great day! Now, I have the lucky challenge of figuring out where I'll possibly store my new buys!