Introducing the item that almost ended Joe and I's relationship at the Hillsville Flea Market in VA(not really, but just a big argument): The Bread Bowl. I really wanted this bread bowl that I was going to make into a table arrangement (tried and failed) and Joe thought it was a ridiculous purchase. I looked all day for a bread bowl and they were all really expensive and some were replicas. I finally found the one I wanted and after much debate/public spectacle in front of my sister, mom and the really sweet old man who owned the booth at the flea market, we decided to get it. Joe was eventually happy when he thought he got a steal by getting the sweet old man to throw in a Shark mini vacuum for free! (Poor old man just trying to make a living at the flea market...I think he secretly just wanted us to leave) Anyway, the moral of that whole story is aren't we all glad I got this really old bread bowl???? How cute!!!
Look at their cute cute dog! I forgot what kind it is.