Antiques and Steve Miller Band

I'm approximately 75 years old on the inside (see porch sitting, game shows, gardens, golden girls, sewing.) I say things like, "cattywampus" and "Did your mother let you out of the house like that?" I like to eat dinner at 5. If I had a lawn, I would most certainly tell kids to get off of it. And I enjoy antiquing. I blame my mother. She took me to antique shows/stores/malls as a kid. At the time I thought they were terrible (mostly because I wasn't allowed to touch anything) but now I go of my own accord, I even peruse Craigslist's antique section (of course I need depression glass, thanks Craigslist). I'm sure 7 year old Maggie is very disappointed in the choices I'm making.

But it's the thrill of the hunt that really gets me. You never know what you'll find. Maybe you'll buy an ugly painting for the frame and find a Rembrandt behind it. Maybe not. YOU JUST NEVER KNOW. I mostly look for weird stuff and mid-century modern stuff.  Sometimes those are the same thing, the mid-20th century was a weird time.

Exhibit A. I do not own this, but it is something I'd totally look at.

We have a few antique stores in Anchorage, two are large enough to get lost in. Or play a really fun game of Sardines. And, honestly, that's all I'm looking for in a retail environment. Last time, I found an AMAZING dresser for super cheap. I fell in love. Then discovered it was on layaway. Oh the pain!


This week's hot jam is Dance Dance Dance by Steve Miller Band. Okay, I agree, Dance Dance Dance sounds like it might be on Kidz Bop. But that's okay, because it's catchy and fun and easy to dance (dance dance) to. For the past couple years, I've attempted late night square dancing (not a euphemism) at Granite Creek Bluegrass Festival, if Dance Dance Dance was played, I'd probably by much more successful.