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
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'