It's almost time for the December flea market and I haven't even shared my goodies from the last one. Bad me. Bad.
The first Sunday of November was bright and sunny, with 90ºF. I sweated like a hog. You could say it was a porcine sort of day.
Strangely, I ran into a lot of pigs. The one above was my favorite. Who wouldn't want a piglet with blue eyeshadow for a serving dish? If not for the fact that I don't have a family of four to serve, or space to put the thing, I would've bought it.
I wonder what next Sunday will bring.
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That's what I said.
I am not allowed to go. I want to buy everything.
What's wrong with that?
If I do that there will be no house to put it in.
My favorite exhibit at the Pomona Fair is the piggies. They're really smart. At least those that haven't had their intelligence bred out of them
Smart and tasty!
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