Dig This Treasure!

It’s time to share some more estate sale items we had a REALLY hard time not buying.  

Why on Earth would you want a fake life-sized child that just creepily hangs out and pretends to play Hide-N-Seek?  I’ve seen enough The Good Son to know how terrifying kids playing Hide-N-Seek are.  Also, when I wake up at night, I have a hard enough time not scaring myself by imagining a demonic child is going to pop up on the side of my bed.  Imagine this thing in the dark.  IT’S THE END OF BLAIR WITCH PEOPLE. 

“Hey Bill, we are going to put you on a shirt.  Yeah, we are using that photo of you staring into space with your mouth wide open.”

This wizard Santa was in a horrible car accident and is still recovering.  Prayers please.

Who am I kidding? I would totally read this book:

They were sold out of the friendly rabbits.  They were also sold out of the rabbits not holding suspicious items between their legs.

For more HTR entries, look here!

-Erin

While we write up our most recent trip to Windsor, we thought we would leave you for the weekend with these hilarious Hard to Resist items that were put up on the auction block while we were there on Wednesday night. Here are some lovely oversized nutcrackers from Costco.

The items themselves, while not decorations that I would own personally, were not what was most hilarious. What was hilarious was that the auctioneer kept calling them “nutcrack soldiers” instead of nutcrackers! He seriously said it about 7 times. Erin and I were really LOLin’ in our seats over that one.

-Sarah

Last Saturday, I noticed an advertisement for an antique/flea market in Monroe, MI.  I had no plans so I decided to take the 45 minute drive there and check it out.  I invited Sarah along, but she was busy.  Good thing she didn’t come because the trip was a major bust.

When I arrived at the “market” my first realization was that it was way smaller than I had envisioned it was going to be.  I was thinking more “Taylor Town Trade Center” and less “VFW Hall.”  Oh well, you can still fit lots of treasures in small spaces, right?

I LOVE that it says “FLEE” Market.  I think this was a secret signal telling people that they should turn around and run.  

Also of note here is the “No Animals Allowed” sign, which obviously means this is a reoccurring problem.

My next observation was that someone was playing fast and loose with the term “antiques.”  If this was an “antique market” then I am George Washington.

Ok so on to some “hard to resist” items:

See those patches in the case?  Can someone please explain to me what D.I.L.L.I.G.A.F. means?  I’m all for long abbreviations (TTFYHO, anyone?) but I am not familiar with that one.  Dilligaf sounds like the name of a Pokemon.

That neon-colored thing is a bedazzled possum skull, surrounded by various other animal parts.  

I ended up buying some of these maple nut candy things and then hightailed it out of there.  I was so bummed that I had driven so far for nothing that I decided to search for antique stores in the area.  I found this:

Turns out they were open, as indicated by this window paint that says, “WE OPEN.”

When I went inside, I noticed again that in Monroe, MI there is some confusion over the word “antique.”

“Completely Up To Date!”

This entire set of hot sauces was $12, which is actually a great deal.  I don’t eat hot sauce though because even ground pepper is too spicy for me.  

I left here empty handed and made the sad 45 minute drive back to Livonia.  I stopped at the thrift store in a last ditch attempt at finding a treasure.  I bought this IZOD shirt:

I wore it for about two days before I realized it was not very cute.  And when I asked Zach if he agreed, he politely informed me that it wasn’t my best fashion choice.

Man! I just couldn’t win.  Even at that night’s Plymouth auction, here is what greeted me:

OK, that is TOTALLY a snake case.  I have never seen a more snake case-looking snake case in my life.

-Erin

P.S. I left the Plymouth auction after about 10 minutes, empty-handed.  Whomp whomp.

Sarah’s last “Hard to Resist” entry was pure gold (pun intended) and it made me realize how many great items I had recently passed up buying at sales.  

I saw this Santa on my recent trip to Holly.  He obviously didn’t wear his sunscreen, which is a shame because we all know that the UV rays are mega strong up at the North Pole, plus all that white snow reflects the rays back at you for double burn (sounds right to me).  Anyway, this Santa is cooked.

So far so good?

Bedtime Buddy?  This looks exactly like the type of buddy you don’t want in your bed.  Mustache is red flag number one.  Lack of pants is red flag number two.  

-Erin

Consoling with pizazz.

-Sarah

Time again for one of my truly favorite entries–items that we found REALLY hard not to buy.  Sort of.

First up, this adorable bear with a not so adorable hygiene problem.  Not sure how much bear diapers cost, but if they are anything like baby diapers, then I don’t want to know.

Next up…this sign:

A little presumptuous, no?  Shouldn’t it say something like, “Santa, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP HERE!”  If I was Santa and I saw this sign, I’d be like, “Yeah right suckers.  This year I DON’T STOP HERE.  Y'all got punked.”  

And then I would get that diaper bear to pee on the sign.

Ok, one more…

Wut?

-Erin

Sarah and I hit a pretty crummy sale the week before our Traverse City trip, and it was such a letdown that we didn’t even blog about it. Sarah did find this t-shirt, but it was too dirty to buy:

There was one pretty great “Hard to Resist” item at this sale. A giant animated Uncle Fester candy bowl. You could tell it was broken. His eyes were rolled back in his head and stuck that way.

I think this is Uncle Fester. Maybe it is just some creepy man candy bowl. Regardless, I took this photo, chuckled to myself, and walked away. Later, Uncle Fester reappeared in the arms of a shopper! I was so glad someone was actually buying him.

There he is peeking out of that lady’s shopping basket!

Too bad this story has an unhappy ending though. When this lady went to check out, the sales people informed her that Uncle Fester cost TEN DOLLARS. I have a hard time believing that he EVER cost $10. The shopper was equally shocked by this price and sadly decided to pass on the purchase.

I’m hoping that Fester was too hard for someone else to resist, but I’m not holding my breath.

-Erin

Update from Sarah: Good god why didn’t you crop my head out of that first photograph? Also, these pictures don’t accurately capture how dirty that shirt was. I was reluctant to even touch it and I’m not typically grossed out by dirt. 

This is going to be a really brief Hard to Resist post, because it’s pretty basic.

Not quite in the market for a normal sized basket? How about a really small one?

In the market to create a Thanksgiving cornucopia for your family, as well as for your Calico Critters? Look no further!

Also important to note–both of these items were found at the same sale, so this person was clearly obsessed with tiny things inside big ones.

-Sarah

Here’s our latest installment of items we found pretty hard to resist!

The craftsmanship on this cottonball bunny is pretty remarkable.  I couldn’t find a maker’s mark on it, but I’m sure the artist was professionally trained.

I mean, look at that whisker placement!  Spot on!

P.S. I thought about asking Sarah how much she would pay me to eat one of those jelly beans, but then I realized that if I did that, I would feel obligated to buy this cottonball bunny.  You can’t eat pieces off an item you haven’t purchased.  I then realized that if I bought this cottonball bunny, I would want to throw it in the trash, which would make me feel guilty and sad.

Moving on, here are some body doubles from the movie “Children of the Corn”:

These guys were$10 each, which is half of the price I would need to be paid to take them home.

-Erin