I just want to be very clear: I wasn't just good, I was very  good.  I could have returned from this little outing with a station  wagon filled with amazing items, but instead I only bought five.  Five.   And to prove my point, I have plenty of photographic evidence.   Observe...
I started at the Salvation Army, which I believe I  have mentioned is in a shady part of town, but does have pretty good  things.  Today was no exception...

You  often see these salad bowls in other colors, such as bright blue (I  have a couple of those), but I had never seen them in this color; is  that grape or aubergine?  I'll go with aubergine.  But, I passed on them  rather than create an extreme paradigm shift within 'la collection.'

This dog statuette was amazing and challenging to resist.

The  most gorgeous space heater I have ever seen.  Isn't it fantastic?  It  makes me think beads in doorway, bing bag chairs and spherical radios  with the Carpenters playing while you iron your hair.

Although  the photo might suggest this rabbit could fit in your palm, it's  actually life-size!  Like those white cats you see a lot?  I thought it  would be wonderful, sitting around in some absurd place (kitchen  counter?), but obviously there is already plenty of wonderful things  sitting absurdly around my place, right?
Next, I headed to  Tradearama, which I hadn't been to, but someone in my seminar on Friday  had mentioned.  Tradearama is one of those very classic second hand  stores in that, while there is a general sense of organization probably  created five or ten years ago, it is slowly dissolving with each object  they add to the pile.  In other words, you have to dig.  It is a place  my mam-ma would have loved and they had some wonderful treasures...

A truly fantastic canister set that was in very good condition.  Easily snatched up.

This gorgeous platter.

An amazing array of coffee cups.

Rice bowls!  Service for twelve!  Perfect for the 
'broken down bus full of Buddhist monks'  scenario!  And so much more...old typewriters, a separate room full of  old books and magazines guarded by it's own old lady, planters,  lamps...so much.
After that, I headed up the street to  Trade-N-Treasures which is a thrift store that is on almost the complete  separate end of the thrifting spectrum:  everything is beautifully  organized, with signs for each section.  Heaven.

An amazing sideboard, simple and elegant.

This lovely tea canister reminded me of something Jonathan Adler might sell today.



A George Briard platter in the Persian Garden pattern.  I was strong, I was strong...the price was okay, but not a bargain.

Perfume bottles in every shape imaginable!


A  weird photo of a high school musical: Damn Yankees?  What other show  involves a baseball team?  I don't know, this is really out of my scope  of knowledge.

Soup tureens!  Movie stars!  Black gold!
It was heaven.
What did I buy?  Five things; or two, depending on how you look at it.

This  set of shallow, square dishes with a small gold rim is from Hall--and  this was my second chance with them.  I even carried them around the  store, all the while debating whether to purchase them and what I would  use them for.  Is that what you do?  Try to justify how you might use  something?  Like this would perfect to serve pound cake on?  Or if I can  use it for multiple things, then it's even better, e.g., "these  would be great for sherbet, but I could also use them for a cold soup  garnished with avocado in the summer." Then I can easily talk myself  into things.  But, these I could think of nothing....so I carried them  around the store, finally giving up...until I spotted...

This  incredibly dirty Quan Yin, hiding I'm the corner.  Isn't it funny, once  you find something you HAVE to have, it's much easier to talk yourself  into anything else!  So I bought the rectangular plates.  Check and  check.
When I got home, I cleaned up Quan Yin and got out the  rest of the smaller ones, putting them all on the mantle altar with the  mega-Quan Yin...

Voila.  Happiness.