I knew that today was going to be a snow day. It's all we have heard about on the television for several days now.
While Jack has been outside for a short period of time (it is BITTERLY cold, around 10 degrees I think?) trying out his newly thrifted snow shoes, I've been inside organizing my brains out still.
But yesterday I blew off the organizing for a bit to hit the thrifts.
One must never ignore the call of the thrift store when you hear it, it always means something is waiting there for you.
So what was waiting for me?
Feedsacks. Loads of feedsacks. 10 of them I think. Several of them have never been opened.
Pretty little roses.
Pretty yellow flowers.
Dainty blue flowers.
Bolder blue flowers.
Weird painted babies.
GORGEOUS roses the size of a salad plate.
A border print.
Dark green lilies (?) morning glories (?).
And a sweet cotton lawn that is not a feedsack, but still awesome.
Plus a whole stack of new Disney DVD's for Jack (great for a snow day) and some things I needed to help organize the bathroom.
I love you thrift store*.
(At least this week. LOL)
*Really I love that most people start doing a massive purge in January which means there is "stuff" at the thrifts again. They have been bleak for all of December.