A weekend of craziness, otherwise known as "The Pec Thing"

So this is a moment where you get to  learn another fascinating aspect of my complicated life.

I am the child of divorced parents. My dad isn't really in the picture anymore. He just decided one day that he didn't want to come get us. However, that is another story.

I was in Jr. High, and for whatever reason I had two male sunday school teachers. (For those of you who don't know, that practically never happens) When they realized what was going on in my home life they stepped in to be my dads. They are possibly the greatest people on earth. I call them my "adopted dads".

John Kessinger is one of my adopted dads. I call him bobert. which at first he thought was embarassing, but now I think he secretly likes it. Bobert and I like to do antiquing together. Actually, we are a whole lot more obsessed than just that. We are what is commonly known as "Pickers". We buy and sell antiques. It is TONS of fun. Not just the antiques, but the adventures we have going picking. They are crazy and insane and we spend hours laughing, and when we get home and try to explain it, the stories are never quite as funny as we thought they were. But again, a story for a different time.

So this last weekend was one of our picking adventures. The Pec Thing at the Winnebago County Fair grounds is one of our biggest weekends. Twice a year we pack up the truck (and yes, we always look like hilbillys) and head over to the fair grounds to set up our booth and sell our stuff. (Booth A16. Check us out in May)  This weekend was nuts, and we sold a ridiculous amount of stuff and made pretty good money. It sounds pretty easy when I say it like that, but it was really a lot of work. We did really well, but there were a lot of people who didn't. I talked to one vendor who said they didn't even make the $100 mark.

Saturday we had beautiful weather. It was cool, but it wasn't cold. I was fine in my sweat shirt. But Sunday was the complete opposite. It was cold and rainy and everything was damp.  It ended up being a pretty good day for me though when my boyfriend showed up with a present for me. A brand new Ipod Touch. :) I love that guy.

Well that was my weekend in a nut shell. How about yours?