Do you remember once upon a time last Monday when I told you all about my magical trip to the Round Top flea market? And remember how you, me and everyone we knew cried a river of tears over my loss of the THREE FOOT TALL brass horsey? Well, guess what:
S-U-C-C-E-S-S spells success, homies.
That's right. Yesterday Erin, Patrick and I braved hurricane force winds to make our ways to the Shangri La that is Round Top. Patrick and Erin may have been a bit peeved at me darting through the fields early in the day to find my one true love but I was too focused to take notice. Besides, they were too high on Kolaches to really care.
Let's take a look at the stud in his forever home:
Now, everyone, please take a moment to compose a lovely comment shout-out to my mother, aka, Connie who is a wise an loving woman. So wise, in fact, that after seeing my post on Monday thought that the pony, aka 'lil Patrick, would make a lovely birthday gift for her soon-to-be 31 year-old daughter. Thanks Ma!
The day was off to a running start (as previously mentioned). We were greeted by these loving fellows, which I took as proof positive that my horse was still in the field for me to find, love, and take home.
Uncle Sam assured me that I was on the right path
After a greeting from horseys and Sam, we were off on a Magical Mystery Tour of the Fields
We spotted this little clown pouf that begged to be purchased as a gift for either Erin or Jennifer's nursery. I couldn't decide between the two, so neither of them got it. Ha.
Patrick, Erin and I all simultaneously choked on our funnel cakes when we saw this oil painting, but at $450 it was not to be for any of us.
This stately gentleman was more affordable, but is he really life-long friend quality?
I can always find my life-long friend in one of these, but, well, I just didn't feel like buying it.
These sweet swans bid us adieu from our final day at Round Top. Patrick tried to smuggle one of their nest cigars but was run out of the booth by it's meth addict proprietor. Whatever.
So. What did we come home with - other than the most beautiful pony on the planet, achy backs, sunburns, and sore feet?
Erin adopted this sweet little panther for her and Ben's baby making nest
This poorly photographed, Adler-esque Horsey is now living on my bedroom fireplace mantel. Note: almost everything I bought today had a horse on it, except for this:
A fishy belt buckle for Matty Bear. What kind of wife would I be if I didn't bring him back a prize in thanks for letting us drive his death-trap van to the flea?
And this: GUM WRAPPER SWAN!! What are you? What is your purpose? I don't know, but you sure look pretty on my dining table.
DISCLAIMER: this next find was not from Round Top:
OK, I'm really sorry to break up the round top bliss with a non-round top find, but I HAVE to tell you about this lamp. I was driving down the street the other day, which just so happened to be large-collection pick-up day, and some whack-job-crazy-pants put this lamp out on the street for the trash collectors to pick up. What?!! Now it is mine and I will love it forever and always. Or until I find a bigger, fancier arc lamp.
PS. sorry about the fireplace, I still need to retile it. And those vertical blinds are the bane of my existance, I promise they will be gone by the next time you see a photo of this room.
This Post was co-written by Patrick
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