Chalkware and swimmin’ holes…

One of the drawbacks of living in an awesome town is competing with lots of other people with great taste for awesome finds.  It’s always a top priority anytime I’m out of town to check out thrift or vintage shops.  Especially small towns – seems they usually have low prices and aren’t as picked over as the one I live in.  So now that I’m enjoying the leisurely days of my hard-earned summer vacation, Mister Crafter, Baby Crafter and I all headed out of town for a swim and some shopping! This town has has some great shops, but one in particular is great.  As a dear friend put it, “Everything in that store is something I would buy!”  And let me tell you, Betties, it was hard not to.  Seriously, I almost bought this:

This is Texas after all, y’all.  I managed to resist Willie’s siren call (for now anyway – I’ve been thinking about going back for it) but I absolutely couldn’t turn down this amazing fish for the pink bathroom:

I love him!  He’s so darn cute, he just had to go home with me.  And since I’ve been on a bit of a chalkware tear lately, these little dudes had to go home with me as well:

They look like they were hand painted in Granny’s ceramics class.  The Mister thought I was nutballs when he saw them but once they were hanging over the kitchen sink even he had to admit they were perfect.  You can also see a peek of the crewel pillow and owl salt and pepper shakers scored at a shop we passed on the way home.  Big ups to the Mister for pointing it out and pulling over!  Swimming in the river, picnic on the banks, and chalkware?  Betty wins!