It was a little cooler today,thank goodness! Jenn and I ventured out to the flea market this morning at 6:30am. The same teenager who can sleep until 11am, will wake up before me when she's itching to go junking...hmmmm. So the first row we go down, she spots this ...and does what every seasoned junker should never do. She asks the seller, "how much?" and when he tells her the price, she immediately exclaims " I have to have this!" and proceeds to whip out the wallet. No no no...do you not understand how this process works my little butterfly? First you ask the price, then you hesitate and say hmmmm..I don't know...I'll think about it. I think the seller could sense that I was trying to pull her away to explain how a flea market works, so he says, "I'll take off $5" Well, that sealed it for her. She handed him the $25 before I could blink. I think she may have slightly over paid, but to see the look on her face as she clutched that print was priceless.