Jackpot!

Recently, Brian and I were out running errands and I conned him into stopping at one of the thrifts that I never get a chance to go to because its clear across town.  I am still following my self imposed rule about not going into the thrifts unless I am already in the area doing something else.

Here's the thing with thrifting with my husband...he all but sprints to the glassware aisle hoping to be the one to find something awesome so that I can hear about it all day long and whenever I happen to use said piece.  Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that he doesn't complain about going into the stores with me but come on.  This is MY thing.  So this time, I didn't even try to stop him when he hurried in ahead of me.  He came back and said that there was nothing there. 

You didn't think I was going to take his word for it, did you?  Because had I listened to him, I would have missed these...

And these...

 

 

And OMG GREEN DOTS these...

 



Now in his defense, he was "tired and not on his A game".  Also, these were all nested together on a bottom shelf.  His other excuse?  He was "too tall" to see that far down. 

So I handed him the stack of bowls and without even looking at the prices (which ended up being really, really good btw), asked him to take them and grab a cart.  Can you imagine how much I almost freaked out when he came back empty handed?  Well, to let you all know how much Brian really does know about the importance and value of Pyrex to me, he told me that he just paid for them and put them in the car because he didn't want to risk someone else possibly getting their hands on them. 

I have created a monster.

Until next time...

~Erica