Boe!

Dutch cows say boe (pronounced "boo.") And I was saying "boo" quite a bit this morning when I didn't find anything. At first. Sale after sale of crappy stuff and an overpriced estate sale where moldy odor greeted shoppers in the driveway and most everybody left empty handed. Ironic, then, that my first purchase of the day was ... a cow. A German cow no less. Made in China for Schleich. Who knows what this cow says? I have a soft spot for anything German, and I have a friend who collects cows, so I brought him her home.

Three hours of shopping and about $20 later, this is what else I brought home:

The day ended on a lucky note: right before 4 p.m. on my way back from the hairdresser, I shopped one sale and bought five miniature books in a slipcase. The subject was world religion. I just had a hunch that it might be worth more than the one dollar I paid for it. And, sure enough, it's selling on Amazon for $34. I got lucky twice this week in the book department.

Curious what tomorrow's sales will bring. No more boe please.