man, as the old saying goes, "be careful what you wish for"

i think i'm good on the flea market thang for awhile.

i figured we'd leave around ten and be home by about two...uh, yeah, riiiight

after staying up late the night before (and having just a few wee shots) saturday morning saw a less-than-refreshed-lala.

chris and bethany bicker like frank and marie barone, only without the long island/italian-american accents (they've only been together three years, folks)

add to that the first flea market was "open air" in the blazing florida heat, where i doubt very much jacksonville has seen a breeze of any kind ever, it was brutal. sweating like a hopped-up-crack-whore running from the po-po, i would later come to regret picking the slightly cooler sandals option over the more practical sneakers.

now my flea marketing style (and, come on, we all have one) is to zig-zag the aisles and only visit the booths i find interesting. you can tell from the middle of the aisles which ones you want to look at.

bethany however, wants to visit practically every booth (there's not a single AVON place she'll miss, even tho they are pretty much the same from one to the next) and she likes to go down one side, then up the other side before heading to the next aisle.

chris, like me, is a zig-zagger (and let's be honest, the only thing he was interested in was electronics, dvds and latino music). majority rules and we pretty much nixed that early on. he instructed me, when she'd stop and gaze in one spot almost aimlessly, just to keep walking and she'll catch up.

the open air market was huge. the largest i've ever been to i think. and the wares were pretty top notch.

the goodies? well, i replaced my long broken electric potpourri burner, picked up an anne rice book, and one of my personal favorites, snagged a container of home-grown tomatoes (i had two home-grown tomato and mayo sandwiches last night...yummy!)

it took us four and a half hours to get through there.

and yet, we weren't done (even tho lala was)

we went to another one across the street...a lovely indoor-air-conditioned flea market. we didn't stay there long. there really wasn't much of anything i wanted, and my sandal decision was affecting not only my feet, but my back. plus, despite the air-conditioning, i was feeling like i'd been rode hard and put away wet.

chris wanted to stop at the music store next door, and there i picked up a guitar cord chart for the z-man and believe it or not...a mini loaf of banana nut bread.

from there we went to chris's dad's mexican restaurant. lala indulged in a dos equiss and ordered dinner for the z-man and i.

then one more stop at radio shack so chris could make an ps3 equipment inquiry...and finally home...

i'd say it was around six or six thirty.

i turned on the telly, cranked up the air-con and other than the occassional snack from the kitchen...i didn't answer my phone or move.

all in all, and despite the fact i was turning into cranky biotch at the end of the day...

i had a very good time.

lol

;-)