GoodWill towards men...

*~* Please ignore the frequency with which I'm posting today and pretend that you think I do have a life.  Thank you. *~*

I'm in the mood for some GoodWill/Flea Market/Yard Sale/Sally Anne's goings ons.  Perhaps its the spring time, or perhaps its my desire for new stuff coupled with my limited free spending budget.  I can't tell.  But I want me some used stuff.  Furniture would be nice.  Worn-in, out-dated Tshirts are nothing short of Jackpot.  Perhaps some glass dishes/glasses/usable decorations (we'll discuss impractical decorations and my abhorrence of them at another date).  Any or all of these things would be great.

I used to shop at GoodWill frequently in high school.  I think I fancied myself "vintage" or something.  Either way, I would find a lot of little kid Tshirts in Large and wear them, especially if they had cool old screen printing on them.  For example, I had 2 favorites.  I tried to draw them, but it was futile.  Instead, I'll tell you that they were blue, and one had a picture of a Mack Truck and said "Daddy Drives an 18 Wheeler" and the other had a picture of a scared worm on a fishing hook and said "I might not catch a lot of fish, but I show those worms who's boss!".  Take a moment, picture them now.  Aren't they awesome!?

So, I continued to rock this fashion trend until one day, when Handsome (before he was officially mine) and I had the following talk.

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(set the scene, I am wearing a new T-shirt from American Eagle, similar to this)

Him: I like when you wear shirts like that

Me: Oh really, thanks!  Do you mean purple or V-neck? 

Him: No, not especially either of those things.  Just ones not from GoodWill.

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And with that glorious shot, my GoodWill days were tempered (although not completely extinguished).

BTW (favorite abbreviation, said bee-tee-dub) "Sally Anne's" is what my grandparents call the Salvation Army Thrift Stores.