Behold Glorious Yakima

So my husband says to me last Monday..."I have to go to Yakima for a meeting tomorrow, you want to come?"  Now, I don't know exactly where it is, but I do know that Yakima is very, very far from Portland.  And frankly, even the sound of the place  - Yakima - is not appealing.  So I respond: "Why in the world would I want to do that?"  Being the excellent sales person he is, he replies: "Well, while I am at my meeting, you could go to the thrift stores..." All I heard after that was "blah, blah, blah, blah..." It was sort of like how Charlie Brown's teacher talks in the old Peanuts cartoons.  Needless to say, I was on board.  I hastily made arrangements for the kids and the puppy and packed my bag with many one dollar bills.

This was how it looked on the way:  

I started to worry.  But, it turned out okay.

The cashier at this Cancer Society Discovery Shop gave me a Senior discount.  I was so shocked, I didn't have the presence of mind to take her picture.  I did, however, have the presence of mind to kick her in the shin.  

Any-who, here is a shot of some of my loot:

More about all the Christmas booty in a future post.  Think it was worth 8 hours of driving in one day?  I say YES!