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The husband and I were driving to the grocery store the other day when he saw a sign for an antique show at the fairgrounds. And when my husband sees a sign for antiques?

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We spend the next 3 hours in drafty barns searching for treasure and endlessly gabbing with dealers.

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This little cart was sweet.

The $850 price tag? Not so much.

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Deer antler cribbage board? I’ll pass.

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Vintage clown with gaping open mouth ready to swallow your soul?

Hell no!

But the other half couldn’t leave empty handed.

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So we came home with an antique Boston milk crate with metal hinges and lock ..

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And a bottle of pain expeller with original box and insert.

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49% alcohol? That will cure what ails you.

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I mean really, just look how happy this woman was.

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