I said I'd post these.
First, my cute (well, I think it is) fox music box. I also found some bowls made in East Germany. So they're at least 20 years old. Even on the off chance they're reproduction, they're pretty. Worth $1.
On my very dirty car hood are some of the books I picked up. I loved the movie of Captain Corelli's Mandolin, and thought I'd read the book. I wanted Revolutionary Road around the Oscars last year, but money was tight. Not so tight when it costs $1. And the 1776 book was $2. Not bad. I don't know about the Jane Austen book, but I'll try it. And the little angel pin was $1.
Stitching stash. $2 for the aida. I think the same for the kit. Not bad.
I found this nice little shelf. I think it will look really cute once that horrible Redskins stitching comes out of that center hole. Not that the stitching is horrible, it's just . . . did this person HAVE to stitch the Redskins? REALLY? They couldn't do a less distasteful team? I told HTB I bought it, just to warn him we'd have something Redskins in the house. I didn't want him to think I'd converted my loyalty. We just need to put something pretty in it.
And my carousel horses. I know they're not everyone's taste, but they're pretty to me. They just need a better frame. And they deserved to be somewhere other than a thrift store, with a price tag on them.
We stopped by the local quilt store. If you know Virginia Beach, it's in the same shopping center as Dyeing to Stitch, but we didn't go there. I wasn't in a cross stitch stash buying mood. I know . . . it worried me too. But I felt like fingering quilt fabric. I spent more there than at the thrift store, but it was worth it.
A bunch of fat quarters. Love love love the bunnies on top. And there's a plaid in there that I am DIGGING ON.
And fabric for my covered box. I decided my first one will be patriotic themed, but I didn't want fabric that screamed, "Happy 4th of July, y'all!" I thought these were prettier. Vintage-y and soft. I have my ideas of what to put on top of the box, but I really needed the fabric to make the choice.
On a side note, it's funny. I used to buy a lot of books at thrift stores and yard sales. I was a poor student with a minimum wage job and that was what I could afford. An expensive pleasure for me was to go to a used bookstore, but it was still cheaper than buying new books. And there was the added thrill of, "What will I find?" I could roam down those aisles and find amazing stories for next to nothing. And then I got that all-important "real job" and suddenly, I wanted new books. And the titles I wanted when I wanted them. And I've spent a lot of money on books I didn't like. But I was happy the other day in that book section of the DAV Thrift store. I was thrilled to be getting basically new books for so cheap (though the pesky used bookstore me reminded me of the addage, "If there are 50 copies of the book on the shelf, or they didn't crack the spine of this one, it's not a good book."), knowing this was all I could afford to pick from, and I was OK with that. And the best part, if the books are horrible, I'll just donate em back! Way easier to give up a $1 book than a $20 book. LOL. Anyways, I'll be back down that aisle. I could get used to a bit less choice and a lot more thrill.