a 'stumble of the utmost kind'...

isn't that just the dandiest thing about thrifting,

you just never ever know what might find you.

truth be told it was total crappity crap at the thrift store last night.

shelf after shelf

rack after rack

and

rail after rail

filled to the brim with crappity crap.

however as is often the way,

just when you think your chances of finding 'a find worth finding' are done for,

a little face peeks out from amongst

the forsaken and the forgotten

not just any ordinary face but quite an extraordinary face,

actually i might just go as far as to call this face 'exotic'.

yes i will.

for as i exclaimed to my mother last night, upon discovery of this little face,

and today also to you, dearest readers

"well in all my born days i have never seen such a extraordinary forsaken soul!"

she is in terribly good nick considering she has had several children

and an itty bitty baby

but best of all

she is also most handy dandy

surely, surely i am not alone in exclaiming at her exotic writing abilities.

and that is why i like the thrift store,

why indeed i am an addict,

for until yesterday i had never ever seen such a peachy nesting doll

and even more so,

until yesterday i had never ever realized

i was in need of a peachy nesting doll with handy dandy built-in blue pencil

(obviously designed for special occasion writing)

but now i do!

and that for me,

is the wonder of a 'stumble of the utmost kind'...

a 'thrifty stumble'

she is giddy with the lovely 'shout out' from Victoria and is wishing you all perhaps a nice bit of stumbling of your own this weekend, most definitely not a traumatic stumbling, no sirree! for we do not like those kinds ~ TIF