Thursday, January 27, 2011

Another Thrift Shop Tale

Okay you are probably wondering why there's a picture of some funky Tupperware salt and pepper shakers on my blog. Well there's a story to that and sorry a rather long one. I love these salt and pepper shakers. Unlike most girls of my age I had a hope chest and diligently filled it until I got married. I came fully loaded... hmmm perhaps not the best choice of words. LOL. I purchased a set of these when I was just a teenager. Smart me got the all white set. As most of you know who have followed my blog for some time we took care of my mom until she passed away 3 years ago. (Sigh where does the time go?) So during the 4 years she was with us we spent a lot of time in and out of the hospital. The hospital would always put her on a salt restricted diet. Don't know why... she had no high blood pressure usually the opposite... no blood pressure. So it was my job to sneak in the salt shaker. So one hospital visit I was crazy rushing around trying to feed the family (remember I still had a hubby, two kids at home, homeschooling, and working part time plus mom) and get to the hospital before they closed the doors. So I just grabbed my trusty salt shaker by the stove and rushed to the hospital. This was one of those bad hospital stays where she bounced back and forth between ICU and a regular hospital room. We almost lost her during this time. During her bouncing back and forth the beloved salt shaker went missing. I was devastated. Made them search all over for that salt shaker but no luck. So I just put Mr. Pepper away in the cupboard and used another not as good set. You see I'm a firm believer in the thrift store principle. You know the one: that eventually everything comes through the thrift store if you're patient. Well four years later I'm walking through my favorite store and there sitting all by it's lonesome is Mr. Pepper's mate. Waiting for me. I fairly rushed over there and grabbed it. I was giddy with happiness and couldn't wait to get home. $.60 worth of happiness. Silly I know and my family thinks I've gone over the edge that's for sure. But I know you ladies understand.
Linking up to Treasures and Trinkets Thursday


My Cottage Charm said...

I understand. :) (and my family thinks I'm looney about a lot too!)
thanks for linking up today!
Hugs to you my friend

Marilyn said...

Your post reminds me of a Shel Silverstien poem about someone's collection and all the other silly people actually called it junk. I think it's called "Hector the Collector". ♥♫