WATCH ME JIG!

Crap.  I totally wanted to show off my rockin new floors because I like to show off.  However I have been trapped in that part of  "The Shining" where it just keeps snowing and snowing and the sun refuses to show itself and my hair is greasy and Matt may or may not want to come after me with an axe.  I  cannot get a decent picture with my $88 Wal-Mart camera with no sunshine people.  Redrum indeed!

I guess I will just find something else to show you.  My law school friend Chris once told me this hilarious story about her cousin who (when they were kids) took Irish jig lessons. When they would get together said cousin would make everyone sit down and she would bellow out the command "WATCH ME JIG!! WATCH ME JIG!!" She would pinch you if you did not comply. It has become a common phrase in my house and when I am being an attention whore (rarely happens)  Matt just looks at me and says quietly "watch me jig."

So anyway, you all will now watch me jig!

Since I just started blogging, I have a whole backlog of  thrifty treasures I scavanged (is that a word?) in the past.

I bought this at the ARC for $7

I wanted to store wine in here, but it is a little too short.

 I bought this sled turned shelf at a garage sale. I cant remember how much I paid  Maybe $25?? These sell at local antique stores for $200 plus. Horse shoes were 40 cents each at the FIRC.

These were Matt's boots from when he was little. He has the whole set-- chaps and all.  Sooo cute.

  I have a little message board in my living room. It usally has something random on it. My 8 year old niece left me this message the other day. I told you she is funny. WTF??

Have a great weekend. Do a jig would ya,  but no pinching.

Oh and I am not the only thrifty show in town, check out other frugalicous rock stars here and  here.