thrifty thursdays...

perhaps i should start with advising any of you with a faint heart or perhaps a new babe in arms, to sit down whilst reading my tale of today...

(of course you may not have come back to me once you saw sweet 'wee Gus', and i could be talking to myself, nothing new there then...)

i went 'a thrifting' last night, and it happened.

("what happened?" i hear you cry)

oh dearest deary readers, something far worse than a 'contaminated' sneeze in my face, far worse than orange skin from my fake tan lotion, and far worse than the fact my dishwasher has packed up on me (actually that is really crap and quite the worst kind of thing as it is filled to the rafters with a whole day of gross things to which i now need to address...)

i know people say
"it's okay, it happens to everyone sometime in their lives"

or perhaps
"don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more it's likely to happen again"

or even

"that's okay, i love you anyway"

well such words of comfort can not help me here...

for the first time in history (does that sound familiar...)

i went into a thrift store, and then left the thrift store empty handed... (gasp, shock, horror)

i went from department to department and then i went around again, in quiet disbelief, thinking perhaps it was moi that couldn't see the treasure that was so obviously there, but no i don't think it was me with the problem, it was total crap. not even one pillowcase...

i did spy a little old typewriter that i soooo wanted to bring home, i tried it out with a piece of old paper from my bag... there i was in the middle of the store, typing away. after a few words i noted the ribbon wasn't as 'fresh' as i had hoped, thus proving difficult to read my words... then three keys got stuck in a big tangle and i remembered why typewriters are perhaps not the best thing to write on. so i placed my sweet typewriter back on the shelf... now i think about it, i wish i had left my ramblings in the machine for the next thrifty soul to come upon...

i am hopeful my empty cart will be a 'one off' kind of thrift store horror and not the start of 'a string of horrors', only time will tell...

in the meantime i have a few thrifty finds from the internet for your 'inspection' today...

i have to tell you first though, i'm in love... not just an 'infatuation' kind of love, this is the real thing, i see a whole lifetime of love ahead of me.

it is with a vintage labeller.

actually two...

i know it's greedy of me to want them both, but they know about each other and also they know in their own sweet ways they are special to me, so they have agreed to share my devotion and i think this threesome is going to work out nicely.

so far i have labelled

our #1's alarm clock

our #1's cell phone

our #1's boyfriend's cell phone

our #2's friend's cell phone

our #3's cell phone

(ummm, something tells me i could have a nice little business going here)

and my favorite so far,

some fabby, 'oh so perfect' spice jars i found on etsy... which are gallantly trying to keep me organized on my desk.

and last but not least

the top secret mission of the other week...

the lovely fran is not the only one to hear the pitter patter of tiny feet

i too will be hearing 'pitter patters' in the middle of July... it is most exciting

the only difference is

wee Gus is a boy

little Olive is a girl

wee Gus has two arms and two legs

little Olive has four legs

wee Gus is four days old

little Olive is three weeks old

wee Gus will not have hair for a while

little Olive is covered in fur

yes, i am to be a mummy to an Olive. i feel most excited about this turn of events, ask my man and he will tell you he does not quite share my excitement, but as he said the other day as i marvelled at little Olive's 'oh so perfect patches' after my visit to see her...

"well it's like everything you bring into the house, i know i will learn to love it in time"

and she's thinking that's all that matters ~ Tif