No Such Luck

A few weeks ago I bought a coffee-maker. I know, what was I thinking? Well, I am just not good with the Espresso machine. So I gathered all of my left over Linens N' Things giftcards and purchased this lovely contraption. It even has a timer on it so I can put the coffee and water in the night before and wake up with a pot of coffee brewing for me.
I also drown it in this:

I'm not going to tell you how many calories there are in this.

These are my moccasins. I wear them every day and I love them. Sometimes I sleep in them.
Not really.

Fabulous sun glasses?
Check.

Essentials?
Check

We went to a Thrift Store that is owned by a serious pack rat. This woman might need to be in a mental institution. And the weird thing is: she knows every single item that is in that store.
If you stole one of her 53983 glass Coca Cola bottles, she'd probably know. And she might kill you.


Daniel really wanted this.

Daniel and Jana digging through junk. Yeah, I said it. Junk.



We came across these pages that someone matted and covered. I think these pages were take from "Klu Klux Klan for Dummies." It was so incredibly strange.

Jana found a few prints that she bought and plans to frame. I, on the other hand, found not one thing.
I guess I shouldn't have expected to go out and find everything I wanted in one visit. But I expected to find something!!
On the bright side, my shipment from Amazon.com finally came in. After a long unsuccessful day, the evening's agenda couldn't be better: