Seltzer bottle


When we moved to Fort Mill 14 years ago, the Great Randini realized that we had landed ourselves above the “gnat line” and proclaimed that he was never, ever moving back below it.  Therefore, having him agree that we should move back to Charleston when he retired was a pleasant surprise.  With a long range plan set in motion, I figured we’d be living back in Charleston when we hit our 70s.  Compared to never ever, I was content with down the road.  So you can imagine my utter surprise when he told me he was thinking maybe we could move that timetable up a bit, like let’s put the house on the market now and see how it goes.  

After picking myself back up off the floor, I agreed and we started “decluttering.”  Well, if you’ve read my blog, you know that was a monumental task.  We swore off picking for the foreseeable future and prevailed upon Ryan and Ashlynn who helped us tremendously by agreeing to adopt some of our treasures, finding a place for them in their new home.  I’ve seen pictures of the end results.  Believe me, with their creative juices flowing, a lot of elbow grease, some stain, some paint and a dash of TLC, these same pieces look much happier in their home than being exiled to our garage.

On Thanksgiving, we headed to Charleston, not to find a home, but to tell the family of our plans and to find a storage unit for our plethora of treasures.  Having made numerous trips back since to fill it up, we have come to the realization that we may have grossly underestimated our spatial needs.  Unloading the last truckload of our prior pickings required quite a bit of reconnoitering but when we left, we were still able to close the door and lock it.

While we had good intentions trying to give up picking for the time being, this weekend it snuck up on us and ambushed us big time.  We promised we were only doing research checking out some of the malls anticipating the possibility of renting a booth in the Charleston/Summerville area once we move.  Certainly, we needed to see what our options are and check them out in person.   

We were happy to find Summerville Antique Gallery open with a New Year’s Day sale in full swing and donuts and cookies to fuel our research.  At first, we stuck by our pledge that is until the Great One spotted an amber seltzer bottle, which didn’t take long.  I pretended to nonchalantly pass it by for about half-a-second . . . and that first breach in our pledge was like the 1000 year flood waters, there was no stopping us now.   

Yes, it was only New Year’s Day, but then that resolution was really one made last year and I don’t remember renewing it on New Year’s Eve.  Didn’t the time limit on 2015 resolutions officially expire with the drop of the ball in Times Square?  (Have I ever told you that I have extraordinary powers of rationalization?)   With that first purchase of the New Year, we’re back in picking mode and if we keep this up, we’re going to need another storage unit.  This time, we’ll choose a larger one.


If you had told me years ago that I’d find myself on a hot August afternoon in a chicken coop, I would have declared you had the wrong girl.  You see, I’ve never been a chicken coop kind of a girl.  However, this weekend I found myself in the middle of Chicken Coop Antiques & Home Décor in Mooresville, North Carolina and loving every minute in it. 

As the Chicken Coop just opened in July, with a grand opening on the 4th, this was our first visit, but it definitely will not be our last.  It was the perfect place to cool off while scoring our most unique find of the day.  Our next visit will be on the first Saturday of the month when the Coop has their Antique Yard Sale.

Be sure to stop in and visit with Alan and Brie Cagle.  They have some items you won’t find anywhere else.  As well, they are always looking for more unique items to sell.  So, if you have advertising, pedal cars, wagon wheels, old toys or bottles, license plates, gas pumps, vintage bicycles, or juke boxes give them a call 980-521-1874.  They buy, sell, and trade and they have a long wish list including many other categories. 

So what did we find in the Coop today?  Well by now you know I’m a sucker for anything marked “Made In Occupied Japan.” I know, you’re thinking what’s so unique about that.  Well, they had a peacock pocket warmer with the original box, directions, a velvet carrying bag, and the little measuring cup for the fuel.  This is the first MIOJ we have found in the original box.

Before we found our way to the Coop, we had visited Lost N Found Vintage Mall and American Classic Antique Mall.  The pinball machine I wrote about a while back is no longer in residence at American Classic, having found a new home, but there was plenty to see.  I know you’ll find it hard to believe that the Great One found a bank and of course, it has no key.  This is also a National Recording Safe Company traveling teller type bank.  This one will hold $24.90 in change and has an opening on top for rolled dollar bills.  However, it is so heavy empty, I can only imagine what it would weigh when full.  Of course, if he puts any money in, it’ll take more than a rainy day to get it out.  Maybe he should just use it for a paperweight instead. 

At Lost N Found we found a dark green siphon seltzer bottle.  Since we rarely find any of these, much less a green one, we knew we weren’t going to walk away empty-handed.  Green must be our lucky color because after getting to know Barbara, who was holding down the fort, she contacted the owners and got us a really good deal.  When you visit Lost N Found, check out Barbara’s booth, Brown Eyed Suzy, for items, particularly jewelry, made with vintage bits and pieces bringing the past to the present and launching it into the future.

We didn’t pay much attention to the printing on the bottle at the time, but it turns out our lucky bottle is from Argentina.  While the Argentinians have always loved their soda water, nowadays folks there like to order “sifon de soda,” which is a bottle of seltzer water along with their wine allowing them to mix their own refreshing wine spritzer.

No visit to Mooresville would be complete without stopping at Lake Norman Antique Mall, which is where our day began, mainly because I remembered their more than ample air-conditioning, a high priority in August.  I guess it’s been one of those days where it was easier to start at the end and work my way back to the beginning.