Gimme my bifocals so I can watch the Golden Girls

It's no secret that I am obsessed with old-lady-type tea parties, because while I may look fairly young on the outside, I'm a good 75 on the inside.

So when we went to an estate sale on Saturday (another apparently old thing to do, as evidenced by the 30 or so card-carrying members of the Geriatrics Club in front of us in line), I couldn't pass these beauties up...

I had seen these in the email we received about the sale and knew I had to have them, and when we saw all the people in front of us Mark said, "I think you're gonna have to break some hips to get those."

Luckily I move pretty quick when I'm on a mission, and I was able to snag my 3 favorites before the bitties descended and wiped out the rest. I could have gotten more had Mark not taken the box to hold our finds and run for the garage like his feet were on fire as soon as the gate opened, but that's another story.