It has been months since I had a good yard sale, thrift store, curbside browse and I am feeling the need for a little thrift therapy :>) I wouldn't say I'm addicted to the hunt. No, addiction is a pretty strong word with negative connotations, and I don't think thrifting is negative, therefore, it can't be an addiction, right? Hmmm. Well, I just happened to be in a thrift store the other day, and these bowls were being put out. I love red, and this deep, rich red with roses is so pretty! Four soup bowls and a large vegetable/serving bowl and I had a coupon for half off so I snapped them up. They say Myott, Staffordshire England on the back and they are in really great shape. SO, I come in the door and pull them out to show youngest daughter (who is so much like her father!). Look honey aren't these pretty? She looks at me and says, "did you need those for something?" Well..., yeah..., I can use these for soup and... stuff.... Well, what does need have to do with it anyway? Someday I'm going to remember that question when she is all grown up and a bargain (addict) hunter herself!