pretty pillowcase
a dress for me to stitch, though I'm thinking this pattern may be too small for me because it's old skool
a crazy-cool kiddie pillowcase
a cute bell-wreath & outline golden book - just look at Santa's beautiful blue eyes and tell me you don't love him
another golden book and this little musical/doggy clapper thingy
It's so cold and rainy here at the moment. We were flirting with Summer, and then kazaam, we're whipped back into our woollies. I don't mind the rain. I don't mind the cold. But when combined, they're not exactly conducive to sifting through other people's bins.
I drove past the house and the bin this week. On a number of occasions. I wonder if they've taken down my number plates and reported me yet. I completely missed the second skip. When I went back - gone-skis. Into thin air. Which is probably a good thing because I was coming home with a few too many things. Matt calls it my junk. I call it my treasures. Tomate-o. Tom-aaaahto. Potate-o. Potaaaaaahto.
There was a hive of activity at the house. Landscapers. A truck. People people everywhere. Is this the beginning of the end?
So tonight, I think I'm going to bow out. For a number of reasons.
- The guy staring at me in the street last week really ruffled my feathers.
- It's cold. It's raining. And I want a night off.
- I don't think I have much adrenaline left.
- I don't have acres of house to store this stuff.
- I got a quick and fruitful spot of thrifting going on this morning. I made a quick and quiet kill.
Are you going to punish me for not going out in the rain? Even if you don't, you just never know, after I watch this, you might find me out there. Braving the elements.
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You know I have seen that same kids pillow case on another blog this week. Not sure where or when but I did!
I love op shopping and roadside finds and have had a few good ones lately. Still dreaming of that perfect Danish sideboard and the Featherstone chair on the nature strip just waiting for me... Mmm, I can dream...
You've done great thrify work today already! I love that Grover book- we used to have it at the doctor's surgery I went to when I was little!
I also love the doggy and the little bells.
I don't blame you for taking the night off with that nasty weather!
I certainly will miss reading about your adventures though...
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I have that pillowcase - it was on my blog a week ago! (yours looks bigger) And I just got a copy of that book! Maybe there's a parallel op-shop world going on for you and I?
Anyway, I totally don't blame you for not diving tonight. I'm sure there is another bin just waiting for you tomorrow :)
Hello :)
I've found your blog via the lovely Kootoyoo. V. much like your writing style (as do many others so I am told). I had to introduce myself, because that pillowcase you have there... that used to be my quilt! Or the same material anyway. I still use it for picnics.
I that grover book at the op-shop too, it's quite funny!
As they say, all good things come to an end. Maybe this was the closure this bin-obssessed reader needed.
(But perhaps you did sneak out afterall .... oui?)
wow i had/have(?) that grover book from when i was little but it was a big-format one & i LOVED it. & aren't you quick-draw-mcgraw with 'this is'! my second choice was actually beyonce...i've been caught serenading the dog with 'my puppy's too bootalicious....'
You are more than just a bin diver - there are more facets to mama than that. What a bounty you got at the oppy too - I have to luck at my locals. Perhaps I need to branch out my op shops.
"the monster at the end of this book" was one of my very very favourites as a kid. It got me everytime!
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