Friday, August 26, 2011


I know. Believe me, I know. But I didn't have this exact shade. The wrong has been righted.

If there is anything black, white, or classic hounds tooth, we seek after these things.

Sheets. Or material for a nightgown. Depends.

Vintage apron that I didn't even have to make! My bread will taste so much better with the 1950's hairdo that I shall sport in order to wear this.

Marshalls department store has arrived in Utah, dear friends. It is a glorious day. A glorious day, indeed. I did my best to give them a fat elbowed welcome, and they in return gave me a dent in my wallet. But I forgive them, because where much is given, much is required—words to shop by, as well as a sound gospel principle.

I asked on Facebook whether or not you can feel the spirit in a department store. The answer is a RESOUNDING YES...if you're as righteous as me. If you haven't ever felt the spirit, well, clearly you're a sinner.

And a bad shopper.

And I feel sorry for you...

...and your posterity.

Might need to baptize you myself.


Amberlee said...

I am proud to know you!

Mimi Sue said...

Amen sistah! Did you make it to Homegoods too? A glorious store! Makes me want to be a better person. Mimi

Amberlee said...

Definitely a Come to Jesus moment :)

Cherie said...

I actually envy people who can shop like this.
My daughter is one of them - always can find the best stuff at Marshall's and similar stores.
I get confused - ha ha. All those racks, all those clothes. It is hard for me to sort things out and picture what would look good.
Congratulations on your new Marshalls and Happy shopping!

Julianna said...

I feel that way everytime I enter a Christmas Tree Shop.

(It's a northern store, and ironicly, contains no christmas trees.)

Holly said...

I hope to see a post of you with your baked bread, apron and 50's DO!! Can't WAIT!!! Happy SHOPPING!! (DO love the SHADE on the shoes!!)

Garden of Egan said...

I my heck!!! That made me laugh!

I can see that you are "seeking after these things"

Vern said...

I usually get verklempt in front of chocolate stores, followed by a "I told myself I wasn't going to do this...."

Stef said...

Holy crap! I need you to help me. I hate to shop. But Christmas is coming and I don't know that it can be avoided anymore. Gulp. Save me!