The sweet, sexy, surprising summer evening of the Husband’s house change had its roots on a perfect summer weekend 3 weeks ago. The husband & I were off to the country to see the Barn Boys Big Event.
The Barn Boys hold a huge flea market in the fields & barn of their beautiful farm in Southwest Washington State. The Barn Boys open up their farm twice a year for the greatest flea market ever, & we were going to be there.
The Barn Boys Themselves... I of course have a crush.
A Barn Boy with the Husband in the middle background
We traveled to the event with our good friend Little Jake & his new, hot boyfriend- Special K. As we were close to the Barn Boys’ Farm, there was a major detour, which caused us city boys to get lost. No need to worry, Specials K’s I-Phone had GPS & actually talked us to farm. I was quite impressed & K commenced to showing off his aps.
I had mentioned that I was impressed with the ap that could recognize music & tell you a song & artist of any song. To demonstrate, Little Jake La, La La-ed his way through a tune & the I-phone recognized it as Lady Gaga’s Alejandro. The I-Phone was handed to me, & I sang Cole Porter’s Anything Goes, chorus & verse, perfectly in tune & worthy of a standing ovation, except that we were riding in an SUV. The I-Phone ap’s voice announced- “This song is not recognizable.” I wanted to throttle & stomp on Special K’s phone, but he is a new friend, & the Husband had already begged me to behave.
The Barn Boys’ Barn House Flea Market was a dream come true, & we had much fun on a perfect summer day. Nothing makes me as satisfied as spending some money on some old stuff. Among my treasures was an exquisite vintage garbage can. It was my intention to plant the thing & place it in the garden, but the Husband decided it would become a table. This decision had a domino affect that resulted in a whole bunch of changes at Post Apocalyptic Bohemia. Here is the garbage can table in the reconfigured front room:
The garbage can that started it all