I'm in Washington on my annual visit with my momma and my sis. It's our girl's weekend that we indulge in every December. I'm so happy that we have this tradition and I'm so happy that my sister is so proactive in making it happen.
I come up and stay at my sister's house. We go out fabric shopping (good Brian story here) and buy obscene amounts of fabric to make pillowcases for Christmas gifts. We've been doing this for like 10 or so years. Our families haven't complained (except Cory) about the over abundance of pillow cases and they seem to enjoy them. We spend time sewing, visiting, listening to Christmas music and Gregorian chants and eating amazing food that my sister prepares (because my sisters got the amazing chef genes in the family).
So yesterday we are out doing our shopping. We got home and I was jibbering about how much I admired something (can't give away a secret here) of my sister's and she said, "I got it at the Goodwill store." Really? Well, we were off in a flash to the super Goodwill store here in Battle Ground (yes, that really is the name of the town I grew up in). Holy wow! This store was AWESOME!!
Before I knew it, my cart was getting fuller and fuller and fuller. My sister then suggested that I go buy an $8 suitcase to put all the crap in to haul home. Of course, we then went by another aisle that had cool stuff and I even managed to pile MORE on this already struggling cart.
A young woman employee of Goodwill was evidently giving me a "look" (I was too busy gathering more treasures to notice) as I was passing with my "sleigh". Gail stopped and whispered quietly to her "it's ok. She doesn't get out much." The woman then gave Gail that "oh I understand" look. Lol.
Needless to say, when I finally made my way to the checkout stand, Gail informed me that she was sure that nobody had EVER spent that much at one time at Goodwill ever before. I'm sure she's lying. People buy lots of things there all the time. Right?
