Good thing's come in pairs

When I finished work at 3 o clock this afternoon I took a little excursion, all of 50 yards away, to the charity shop where my mum volunteer's. It happens to be my favourite place to buy clothes and other items, the finds are so so easy, and so affordable, sometimes it feels like I'm stealing!

My first find was something I've been looking for for a while- a nice bag to put my laptop in, because although I love my rucksack, I often feel like I'm going hiking when wearing it and can get carried away and jump onto thing's when I shouldn't - this can be quite a shock for my grey haired o.a.p laptop of the fruit variety, so in respect I chose a cherry tan satchel that looks like it has a few years left in it (more than can be said for my o.a.p friend). I also went a away with one lovely Laura Ashley dress made in the U.K. it's very simple but the cut is a bit flattering, and Im'a feel like a lady in it! Not forgetting some very (to use a made up word) fantabulous culottes. I picked them up thinking it was a so so kinda skirt, and 'do I need any more pattern' poked at me, it wasn't until I was in the actual process of putting them on, that I realized just what they were.

After telling myself quite firmly that I wasn't going to buy any clothes or other things that come under the 'body adornment' heading, this summer (because a. I have more than enough thing's residing in this area and b. I am more than capable of using them to their full potential - i.e. I have a coat I've worn to death since I was sixteen, reason, it's got better looking with age.) I was shocked to realize my failure, I had gone against my own wishes, and wasn't doing myself any favor's whilst I'm currently trying to iron out the creases in my bank account. The thing I fail to mention before typing any of this is that, because my mum is a volunteer she gets a discount, at a charity shop? A bit wired you may think, but I guess she's working for free so there should be some perks right? These perks are the dogs eh hem.. 'perks' because this stuff goes from 'oh so reasonable' to 'now I feel like I'm stealing!' 

I am more than happy with my loaned purchases, I'm going to pay my mum back, obviously, and I won't need to take out a loan to repay her.

Finally, before leaving the shop I was standing next to the area displaying children's clothes, toys, and knitting needles. I'm proud to say that... I found, and 'purchased' the tiniest pair of checkered dungarees, (which are totally unisex I must add, regardless of what my mum says). My sister is having twin's you see, she's not due until December, but I just couldn't resist - which makes me sound like the grandmother. None of us know the sex's of the babies in her belly yet, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. Both of them can wear these, see, it is a pair of dungaree's, and that implies there are two 'thing's' in which two 'thing's', (the things being babies here) can cosy on into. I have no idea why dungarees are called a pair but it's quite fitting, and probably, really isn't very exciting.

I am just so over the moon and under and around it, with happiness for my sister's family, and my family, and me, and the world because theses babies are going to be the next best thing since my 6 year old nephew was born.
All this deserves it's own post, if you've been reading this I've probably already lost your attention by now so, yeah I'm happy, you get the point.
Babes. Dungaree's. Bliss.


One more thing; after 'paying' for them, the lovely lady in the shop then asks, "so when are you expecting...?"

I suppose I was wearing a rather oversized cardigan, I was really too happy to mind.