$2 week in V Town

I've been thinking about starting a blog for ages.

I have been thinking in status updates and blog posts in the shower. Am I a freak? Quite possibly!!!!

So, my $2 week!

Dropped Kid 2 at PEAC (Primary Extension Academic CHallenge) and accidently kept going.....FANCY THAT!

And, of all places, I ended up at my favourite Op Shop for tutus and fancy dress (Which I turn into frocks...later) Ok well I will when I find some time... so for now, they are in a corner in a bag with other VEY useful items.

So I leave said Op SHop with a rather large bag of tule sewn into various arrays, each item being $2 each.....

Still munching on the results of another detour (Home made pork crackle bits of sin from the Adriatic Butchers....might as well insert them straight into my hips), I accidently dropped into the local dump recycling station (Outdoor op shop) and left with 2 gorgous vintage cases and a peace offering for pretend hubby, a $2 dart board.

Now, the $2 dart board has its own story. But as this post is about my $2 week the dart board story can be the next post.....

So Friday found me at another local oppie, where I picked up a collection of oh-too-cute glass "I dream of Jeanie" bottles in an assortment of different colours. (Photos will be coming when I work all this blogging nonsense out) They almost have their own story too, but the funniest part nis.... I left these purchases in the car....as my pretend hubby sometimes has a mini fit when I bring my stuff home. I needed to sense out his mood first and sneak them in at the best moment.

Saturday, should not have been that moment.

As a roadside verge rubbish pick up is looming (Yet another story there of how bad I drive when said verge pick ups are happening) pretend hubby started mini fitting about me going thru all my crap (Actually not crap but wondeful op shop finds) and finding stuff to put on the verge....(AS if) I stood my ground, sent everyone outside, so I could clean the house, and gave them fee reign on finding verge items FROM OUTSIDE!!!!!

After I had made the house glow to a shine that could possibly obscure the glint of coloured glass bottles from view, I carefully retrieved the glass bottles from where I had hidden them under the bed, and arranged them lovingly on the top shelf in my kitchen.....

Oh I heart those bottles!

Anyway, as I should be getting ready for work, the crux of this tale is that at some point, all 3 of the males I adore were gathered in the kitchen when pretend hubby announce "I dream of Jeanie" and they all murmur about like the pretty bottles.
Wonders will NEVER cease