I love thrift stores,my six year old loves thrift stores,my granny loved thrift stores. So now!
I can recall the days when I was growing up in the city and when my granny would come up from Va. and carry me to my auntie's house in Md. where we would wait patiently in the idling car for her to come out so we could make our annual trek to the wonderful world of bargain shopping. Of course I didn't know the full value of what I was participating in into years later,when I realized that lots of people that I loved,loved going to the thrift store as well. So here I am some twenty years later,little boy in tow,perusing the aisles with an eagle eye for old antique plates & saucers-preferably with little flowers etched around the border,cookbooks,wicker baskets-one is never enough and a thousand really is too many,by the way basket,anyone? Well getting back to my good day of shopping on this particular day I happened to idling in the toy section,you know why-when I slowly started walking away,hence my way of giving the boy a hint of when I move you move... So as we started making our final curve around the perimeter of the store you will never guess what hit my eye-a white angora sweater,Mom's and I were just talking about how you don't see them hardly anymore-so I know this was divine intervention-God always grants the desires of your heart-just be patient!!!
by the way,I got three sweater (new) that glorious day for under $4 bucks ea!!!
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