Meanwhile. . . .
I visited this thrift shop near our home a couple of weeks ago. It was a bizarre hoarder-style shop with extremely narrow passages throughout the shop, with stuff stacked floor to ceiling. It felt very suffocating! My kids went with me, and I was so nervous the entire time of an avalanche of junk falling down upon us. (They won't be going back, IF I ever go back.) Anyway, I found this large oil painting tucked away under a table stacked to the ceiling with boxes of cheap prints and empty frames. . . .
I'm not sure what I think about it. Creepy? Cool? My husband says it's weird to have portraits of people we don't know in our home, and one of my daughters is afraid of it. What do you think?
Back to bed for baby and me . . . see you tomorrow. . . or the next day.