My parents came up from Arkansas today to celebrate the 4th with us, and my mom and I spent an hour or so at Ozark Treasures before dinner at Fuddruckers (and dessert at Andy's!). We both got little handmade purses, mine this linen one and hers a dark brown felt, I think, with some fall appliques). We decided they were perfect for hitting War Eagle this fall, and I think mine will be the perfect junking bag with just enough room for a cell phone, some Burt's Bees lip balm, my camera and money. I also got a couple more off-white linen pieces, a silver cake server (I decided I've always needed one of those) and a cute pair of floral earrings that feel like fabric and will make cute magnets, I think. My mom and I laughed the whole time we were shopping because the radio playing throughout the place was running the absolute worst 70s music, one terrible song after the next. Not fun 70s...some song about a skunk in the road stinkin' to high heaven??? My mom also bought a cute bowl and a 1920s magazine for her vintage camper. We had fun. I'm so thankful for my independence and for my mom...and for flea markets!