Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Pevely Flea Market


Inspired by my recent trip to the Irvine Swamp Meet, Kathleen and I went to the Pevely Flea Market. Pevely is a little town about 35 minutes Southwest of St Louis. The flea market is hosted at the former drive-in theater in town. One part flea market, one part back country fair, we found all sorts of strange treasures. The only ones I brought home, however were a piece of an old plowing yoke to hang on the wall ($1) and a deck of cards featuring the Budweiser beer wagon (also $1).

We took the long way home and ended up in Kimmswick, MO, a cute little town with a main street of craft shops and pastries. It was a fun Sunday outing!


Sunday, November 2, 2008

Happy Halloween!

Do you know what gophers can do to a golf course?

Great Un-Expectations

A couple of weekends ago, Kathleen (an ND alum friend) and I planned to do some shoe shopping and follow it up with a girly movie. Friday, however, had other plans for us.

Armed with stackable coupons (oooh!), we trolled the aisles at DSW. Our disappointment over not finding anything quite cute enough was interrupted by a surprise phone call. It was our friend and fellow ND alum, Kiki. Kiki's brother plays for the St. Louis Blues hockey team and Kiki had a spare pair of tickets to that night's game. Kathleen and I quickly changed our plans and headed downtown.


It was a good decision. Arriving in our seats, we thought nothing of the army of police officers and men in suits. That was, until, someone said "There's Sarah Palin!" Palin had dropped the puck to start the game, and as it turned out, our seats were just ten yards or so in front of the box she and her family were sitting in. Here she is in her adorable Chanel jacket and trademark bouffant. Unfortunately, I only had my camera phone.


Distracted by the excitement of our Sarah Palin sighting, Kathleen and I failed to notice the young man sitting next to us in a suit. After the first period, the man disappeared for a while. The people behind us took the opportunity to inform us of our ignorance. "Don't you know who that is? That's David Perron!" We had been sitting next to the Blues newest star player. He had gotten into a fight with the coach prior to the game and wasn't allowed to play that day. The place he had disappeared to was the locker room. When he came back, I stealthily took this picture.



As if that wasn't excitement enough for my first hockey game, the game itself turned out to be an entertaining one. Although the Blues lost, Kiki's normally well-behaved brother got into the fight of the game. I was a little scandalized. Once a fight starts, the refs are instructed not to interfere until someone falls down. They just stand back and watch as these guys are swinging. Very strange, but also exciting.


It was an unexpectedly fantastic Friday night.