10 January 2009
Today Kevin and I went to two estate sales in North Portland. The mink oil was an especially good find on Kevin's part, I must say. There was one creepy lady at both sales who tried very hard to make friends at each of them. I heard her trying to make the same joke 4 or 5 times about the dolls that we ended up buying, but no one ever listened. Except for me of course- but I didn't let on. She kept holding them up and looking around and laughing awkwardly, saying "I wouldn't want to run into one of these in a dark alley at night!!!!!!!!!!"
Honestly I wouldn't want to either- and that's why we brought them home with us. What if this is the beginning of an extensive antique doll collection? Wouldn't everyone just love THAT.