Hello....I have many things on my list of things to do...but there was a doll and toy show here in Atlanta. Now this only happens twice a year...so I felt justified. As per my usual, I accumulated a bag-full of silly little stuff...my favorite kind. It is when I am antiquing that I realize what a weak person I am. Thank goodness my weakness isn't illegal, just impractical. Aren't these fellows charming?
It was my lucky day indeed. Now if I had been with my lucky pal, Pat Murphy we would have had to arm wrestle each other over this old hand game...between the horseshoe and the colors, it would have gotten ugly. So Pat, just remember that you like me. I still hold a friendly little grudge from our Portobello Road escapades in London. So fair is fair!
I also stopped at the Little Quilts Fabric store. I needed a "fix"...yes... another weakness. So...to end my tale, let's point out that my hooky-day was very inspiring...now I have toys to play with and new polka-dots to dance with.