there’s a new magazine in town…that’s right. HGTV decided pure awesomeness knows no bounds…and now they’ve come up with a new magazine that’s making me ask “where have you been all my life?”.

it’s full of vital-life-saving info! from household stuff you GOTTA know, to a peek inside genevieve‘s and tanika‘s homes, to the FATHER of the BriDE house, to tons of makeovers, ideas, and tips (clean your coffee pot every dozen brews??…who knew?!…guess i’m a little behind with my twice a year routine).

and the icing on the cake?

WE are featured in the february/march 2012 issue! yep, that’s right…i can’t believe it…junk gypsies and TEXAS antiques week in HGTV MAGAZINE (in case you can’t tell, i’m smiling as i type this).

click the pic for a little sneak peek at our article.

sooooo….here’s what you must do TODAY! go buy a magazine at your local wal-mart, grocery store, newsstand….AND SUBSCRIBE here to keep getting the pure awesomeness delivered to your door! seriously. do it now.

it’s ok, you can thank me later…oh ok, thank me now. you’re welcome!

pure. awesomeness.

our latest roadtrip took us eastbound & down. to the deep south. to the land of grits and fried chicken livers and good ole southern hospitality.

GeoRGIA, the griswalds…errr, i mean junk gypsies are comin to town!

well…we thought we were headed to town until we had a potential set-back at the airport…let me start at the beginning…on the day of departure….

bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, we got up at 3 am and hit the road by 4:30 in order to catch a 7 am flight. and this time, it was ALL of us…the kids, & the folks, & gypsy ArCHIE. we all loaded up with coffee and luggage and travel bingo…griswald-style headed to austin before sunrise.

after parking, unloading and shuffling into the airport, the oh-so-nice man behind the counter informed us that our flights were for 7PM, not 7AM. that’s right y’all, 7 in the EVENING, not 7 in the MORNING. we had a moment of desperation, panic, and confusion..and then, luckily fate was on our side and we managed to squeeze 7 extra seats onto the 7 am flight. our travel planner (dad) was able to keep his job as official gypsy flight-booker and we were off on our way.

{cash baker's teddy bear-loaded backpack on the plane}

we worked.

{downtown atlanta...lovin the woolworth's building on the right. headin in 4 a day's work.}

and we played.

{hellllo georgia aquarium. WORLD's largest aquarium! that's right, WORLD's LARGEST!}

we ate great food. let’s pause here for a moment to reflect… pimento cheese fries, blue cheese potato chips, chicken pot pie fritters, terrapin beer, fried chicken livers, veggie quinoa burgers, fried chicken, sweet taters, mac ‘n cheese, cream cheese-jalapeno cornbread muffins, yeast rolls, banana cream pie and lest us not forget…grits. grits for breakfast, grits for lunch (grit cakes…lawdy), grits for supper (smoked gouda grits)! amen and hallelujah! honey hush!

{buckhead diner. makes ya wanna slap yo mama.}

we grabbed the FEBRUARY/MARCh edition of HGTV mag… (we’re soooo pumped ’bout our article!!)

and experienced unbelievable southern hospitality at every stop.

we had good times in the new happy van.

and then we headed back to texas…where everything is bigger.

giant janis guitars…

and mud tires on good times vans…

{you had me at "good times van with mud tires"...}

 and where the future gypsy store, now looks like this…

{our 7500 square foot baby...}

signing off from gypsyville…XOXOXOO!

and in honor of dr. martin luther king, jr…may you all have a dream…