Both of these pairs of jeans are allegedly the same size. In case you were still wondering why women hate to shop for clothes. It’s maddening. That said, the pair that fit me (that did not have fantasy sizing) had real, functional pockets.
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I finished the found photo paint sketch project I started a couple of weeks ago. I got a really nice hard-bound scrapbook at Goodwill, as well as an old magnetic photo album full of someone’s vacation photos from Hawaii.
I separated out the seascapes and landscapes and did paint sketches from them in the scrapbook, using gouache and watercolor. There are 29 paint sketches in all.
Now I can spend tomorrow playing with collage.
I found a photo album full of photos at Goodwill. Most are dated 1973 and 1977, with a few Polaroid photos at the beginning of the album that are likely from the late 1960s. I removed them from the album, because they were sticking to the pages. None of the photos had writing on the back, so there’s no information about them. At least some of them were taken in Hawaii, though.
Slide boxes! They aren’t a perfect solution, but they’re an improvement over the Ziploc bags my grandpa’s slides were stored in.
I grabbed the Tori Amos piano books for my youngest brother. I used to drag him to shows when he was a wee tot, and one of them was Tori. He’s always loved her music.
The Noel Streatfield book reminded me of a childhood friend who died a few years ago. She introduced me to Dancing Shoes and Trixie Belden.
And a couple of pairs of jeans, Shel Silverstein, and some old, cloth covered binders, to round it all out.
I had another round of fasting bloodwork this morning. Ugh. I decided I needed some retail therapy afterward, so I went to Goodwill.
The store on my side of town moved and had their grand opening on Tuesday, so this was my first visit to the new location. It’s huge! Things are still a little jumbled, in the book section, but that’s okay. That didn’t slow me down much.
The big books on the bottom are full of illustrations that I’ll use for collage.
The little Laura Ingalls Wilder book is her journal of her and Almanzo’s move from De Smet, south Dakota, to Mansfield, Missouri, where they settled permanantly. I dont think it’s the entire journal (I’ve read it but don’t own it). It’s packaged for young readers, with a foreword by Rose Wilder, so I’m betting it’s pretty heavily edited. It has quite a few pictures I’ve bever seen, though, so I grabbed it up.
I also found a pair of Yaktrax for $5. Now I can walk Frances when there’s ice, withought killing myself.
I went to both of our Goodwills today. I usually don’t go to the west side, but Michael’s is over there and I needed paper, so.
I found Vans instead of Chucks this time. OMGRED with little rainbows. Also the obligatory books, some pencils, a tackle box for watercolors, and hanging files. You can never have enough hanging files.
I also saw two different groups of old order Mennonites and a Buddhist monk. Everyone was out thrifting today!