For the Love and Comfort of Church Sales

Cardboard box full of Church Sale dishes

Last week I went to the first church sale of the season in my neck of the woods. And I’ve got to admit, as I parked my van and spied the morning dew glistening off the white canopy covering the mish mosh of second hand furniture, the lyrics of the Cheers TV show started singing in my head…

“Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got.

Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.

Wouldn’t you like to get away?

Sometimes you want to go

Where everybody knows your name,

and they’re always glad you came. 

You wanna be where you can see

our troubles are all the same

You wanna be where everybody knows your name.”

Because even though the friendly older gentleman with their receipt books at the ready and the wrinkled, smiley ladies offering me a brown grocery bag don’t know my name…

I am home.

Box of blue bubble vintage dishes.

And when Great Grandma Malinda’s blue bubble glass set of dishes is safely tucked away in a cardboard box with a $5 price sticker on the top? I am one happy hunter. Even though I need more dishes as much as a hole in the head. Mr. Fix-it loves me because I could feed the 5000…

Vintage games

Yep, anytime I can get a set of vintage dishes for $5, I’m yelling “BINGO” in my head, and I can’t. hold. myself. back.

And maybe the old games above just happened to jump into my brown grocery bag too, because I was lamenting the other day that we sold all our wonderful game stash from the store in bags just to get rid of them! I need some. They come in handy for crafty projects!

“and they’re always glad you came”… Yes, the elderly hosts at this party are glad I came. They were even gladder when I was supplying a store and would make a huge pile. But I’m holding myself back, because I don’t need my house to be any more full, right?

My search was for 9″x 13″ glass pans for the upcoming grad party and white doilies:

White doilys

Doilies…check. My upcoming craft project is to make many, many feet of doily bunting for Happy Girls’ grad party. No luck on the 9″x 13″…because no one really parts with the workhorse of the kitchen, right?

Of course, when I was picking through the lace bin, I remembered May Day was right around the corner…and one can always add to their vintage crocheted trim stash…

Crocheted lace baskets

crocheted trims

(and yes, I purposely left all the price tags on to torture you;)

“You wanna be where you can see, our troubles are all the same”…

The kind church ladies offered to carry my box of dishes to the front. The fellow sale-goers are friendly and chatty while they dig through the piles of household leftovers.

“Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot”…

Some people go to Bars to feel welcomed and lighten their minds of the worries of the world.

I go to church sales.

The hosts and customers are friendly; I feel at home amidst piles of secondhand finds. The prices are cheap, so I can’t do too much damage. Spending less than $20 is cheap entertainment these days.

And brightly colored, floral themed accessories can satisfy my green thumb until it’s time to really plant flowers.

Garden colored accessories.

Ah, church sales…you are where I want to be every Thursday morning for the next month or so. Even though I don’t need to fill a store anymore, I can’t deny your allure to my vintage-loving soul.

You comfort me with your surroundings, with your people, with your low prices…with your baked goods and cheap, homemade lunch.

Thank you, Spring, for blessing us with church sales for a couple months!

And even though I’ve been singing a bar-room song throughout this post…

Can I get an Amen?

Linking up with these lovely parties:

Saavy Southern Style

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10 thoughts on “For the Love and Comfort of Church Sales

  1. Before your request for an amen, I was saying AMEN, and that’s not a common phrase in my vocabulary. I am waiting for the “white Elephant Tables”, Granny’s Attic, whatever you call them in your area during our Holiday church bazaar season in mid Nov. to early Dec. If I know what’s good for me, I run by the baked goods, raffles, and vendors and go directly to that back corner where books are .25 and grandmas’ treasures are no longer appreciated! Can you watch this for me while I take my first load out to the car? This season helps my withdrawal from yard saling. Winter lasts a long time in Maine! And God, help us, WE are gonna be the old ladies soon enough (does that mean we get first dibs during setup?). Works for me! I think you will have to buy a NEW 9×13 caz unless someone died, no one gets rid of them! I just love the crocheted baskets; I do my doilies with spray starch and have only sugar starched ornamental balloons and one “dish” (and THAT wasn’t a success). Would you Modge Podge them or what?

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  2. Yep, I totally agree! At the Hopkins one, I couldn’t even concentrate on shopping when I walked in- I could only take it all in, all the little old ladies, the distinct smells and the piles😍 My heart felt settled! Glad to see a couple other comments that we aren’t the only weirdos!

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