Having the kind of friends visiting in town for the weekend that wish for nothing more than waking up early saturday morning and fixing the coffee to head out to look for yard sales are my kind of people.
This morning - we found picture frames and old records and vintage pitchers and wicker baskets and for me, two pairs of shoes with heels that might dissuade me from ever wearing them and a magical italian leather bag that I've been dreaming of for years.
All for a price that made me want to slap and hug the woman selling them. (disclaimer: i didn't do either.)
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