after braving the freeway in the rain to get to the airport,
Debbie, Our #2 and moi arrived safely back at the shed last night.
upon arrival i made Debbie a nice welcoming orange meal...
since getting up this morning we have
nattered,
drunk tea
and nattered some more...
then dearest readers,
i am delighted to report
we got down to the business of thrifting.
i am not quite sure what Debbie will have to say
when she sees that Carlos my camera was stalking her
whilst she pottered along the aisles of forsaken china.
but this week i am in 'roving reporter' mode
(as we know, Tif likes her modes)
i was most delighted Debbie wore her green sweater
for there was no fear of losing her amongst the shelves of despair.
quite often i am unable to see what is lurking on the top shelf
but being lovely and tall, Debbie is most handy to have as a thrifting buddy
our little cart was soon filling up with treasures
so we discussed the merits of each and every find,
putting some back and spending our pennies wisely
for our week of fun has only just begun.
tomorrow, i am taking my soul sister to the exciting sights and sounds
of our local Department of Licensing 'beige and blah' office.
it has dawned on me with less than a few days until my birthday,
my drivers license will run out and then i will be in trouble.
i am not sure what kind of trouble
but none the less, the worry of possible trouble
is enough for me to drag her along for a morning of sitting in a waiting room.
however we will be wisely armed with our Mr Hooks to pass the time
and when the 'new license' is in my little mitts,
we will 'hoppity skip' it out of there
and straight to the thrift store i know of several blocks away
it may be raining outside the shed, but the sun is shining inside ~ Tif
