So we were going downtown when I saw this garage sale in the neighbourhood.
I screamed: S-T-O-P-T-H-E-C-A-R!!! The husband screeched our black beauty to a halt.
And there I was greedily eyeing everything from the junk called Garrrrrage Sale in front of this oldish house.
And I spotted these!
Wooden masks from Mexico lying on the dusty porch. Blasphemous.
And guess how much I paid for them?! Five bucks each. Well, it was a great deal considering I did not even have to use my charm!
