The Glory of a Deal

I drag hubby out quite often to garage sales. Occasionally he has to come with me to the thrift store. He hates thrift stores. Really can't stand them. He says they smell weird and finds it creepy that they sell underwear. But, I have to say that I love other people's junk. Maybe not the underwear, but I love finding something useful out of a pile of stuff someone else thought was garbage. I don't mind washing off the dirt of a perfectly good coat or drinking tea out of a lovely old tea cup that has been used before. I imagine stories behind all of these things. Especially when I go to estate sales. I can see a person's whole life laid out. I suppose it could seem sad and disrespectful to traipse through someones house and haggle over their possessions, but not for me. I like to think I am honoring their memory by giving whatever little treasure I find a new home. We are so wasteful in America. Wasteful and prideful. I don't care if I can afford to go and pay full price for all my wants and needs. Not that I can, but I'm thinking theoretically. I think it would be wonderful if everyone would learn to reuse things. It's one of the best ways to go "green" which seems to be all the rage these days.  So without further ado, here is the latest and greatest in my 2010 thrifting adventure...

Pacific Trail down filled (machine washable) puffy winter coat .25 cents!!!

And it's for ♥me♥

3 beautiful tea cups Royal Albert bone china, and one Japanese

3.00 each