did you hear the news ?

AUCTION thursday april 18/tommorrow

if you follow the mrs h blog at all, you know we are all on fire about the auctions. friends and neighbors alike know well enough not to ask me about the auction if they are in a hurry to be elsewhere. when i like something, i like it lots. this just in, i LOVE me an auction. blah blah auction blah auction murmur blah auction. 

our first auction, i was the clerk. i recorded all the sales. head down, focused on the page and my pen strokes. it wasn't really my thing. second auction i was the whisker, i took the sold items and made them disappear so the sale could move along at a good clip. more suited to my skill set, but not quite there. the very astute rachelle from hawk eyes suggested i didn't look like i was having fun. i was, but it wasn't exactly how i wanted to play the auction game. what i really want to do at auction is 

have fun !!

maybe buy something, and drink a  beer. i want to talk to the ladies. laugh with the crowd. be amazed by how fast mark (the auctioneer) can make his words fly. be free to watch the wheeling and dealing that happens on the front sidewalk as pickers start flipping their purchases to folks they may have beat out on the bidding.

last auction a lovely woman offered up her much admired sweater to the neighbor she had outbid on a wood hoosier. a consolation prize of sorts. a lovely gesture under any circumstances. 

my name is on the marquee. if self employment has any benefits at all, it is in choosing ones own path.

so, this auction ?

i am getting a number and a bottle of beer and i am going to stand in the crowd and enjoy the show that team mrs h puts on. you may find i am bidding against you for the pop and play record player still in the box. in that case i will let you in on a little secret - i really don't need to own another thing. my life and my shop are chock a block with goodness already. 

i don't need to win, i just want to have fun playing. please humor me ? 7pm sharp start...

CUSPY

Says Dave:

When we moved Mrs. H down the street last November it was scary exciting. Our vast new space made us feel cuspy ( now spellcheck will tell you that “cuspy” is not a word; if you’ve ever been cuspy you’ll know that spell check is wrong).

Cuspy is that feeling you have when jumping off a bridge into a dark lagoon, cuspy is dropping your kid off for her very first day of school, cuspy is starting your old red truck on the first try.

Cuspy

Cuspy is also signing a ten year lease with a hefty monthly nut

Figuring out how to pay the rent has been fun. The obvious strategy of buying awesome stuff and selling it works pretty well though really being cuspy dictates that you identify other platforms for nut management. So we take our show on the road and do the Junction Flea every month. We love it. We’re going to do many more shows in far off places this summer. We rebranded a bar. We’re building a yoga studio. We help people downsize. We visit hoarders. We audition for TV shows. We blog…

We hold a Cabaret! Singers, comedians, jugglers, burlesque ladies dancing in their underpants!

But by far the cuspiest thing (calm down Mr. Spellcheck) we do is our monthly auction. In collaboration with some friends we pack the store with treasure and have Mark auction it off. I’ve blogged about Mark here before. He’s a scene. We sell baloney sandwiches and Labatt’s 50. We have an after party. It’s designed so that amateurs can get cool stuff for their homes. Crafty old veterans are welcome but Mark makes sure that Loft Couple get a more than fair shot at those industrial stools.

The next Auction is Thursday March 21^st. Preview is at 5:30pm. Mark starts the fire at 7 and burns it hot to about 9. You can see some of the items online and a few of the items are displayed in the store, mostly to torment our regular customers.

Its good cuspy fun

… and there were two of them: burlesque ladies dancing in their underpants.

In my store.

I didn’t see that coming.

NEXT AUCTION -- MARCH 21ST 7pm

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