It's 6:45 am and I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of my best girlfriends for another trip to the Brimfield Fair. I'm filled with a mix of anticipation and excitement that rivals that feeling you get on the first day of school. After my amazing finds last time I have to try to remind myself that lightening rarely strikes twice, but I am still cautiously optimistic that I can get a great deal on some of my "want" items for the house.
Either way at a minimum I'm in for a long day of walking, girl chat, sifting of crap, and, of course, fried dough. Oh yes, there will absolutely be fried dough.
You know I'll be sharing any great finds here on Friday! (That's what they call positive thinking.)