Some of you know that I recently got a second job; I am working for an antique/collectible mall in the north end of the valley (if you live in this area you should come by and see it) doing research and, when necessary, running the register.

This is very nearly my dream job -- the only thing that would make this job dreamier is if it somehow incorporated genealogy and cemeteries. Part of what makes this job so great, is the fact that I get to see the awesome stuff before it gets out on the floor and someone else has a chance to buy it first. Of course, knowing me, that could also be a draw-back (it's that whole limited budget thing...I really need for Publishers Clearing House to stop pussy-footing around and just pick my name already).

But so far I've been very good and am only picking things that I a) can afford, and b) really, really want. See, I believe that if you see something and it speaks to you, you should probably buy it because, if you don't, it will haunt you for ages (have had this happen to me before). Well, on the first day of work, I came across a few things that spoke to me, and today, I brought two of them home.

They are a pair of gold cherubs. My boss, and pretty much everyone else I work with, think they are the ugliest things, but to me they are sweet little angels straight from heaven! :-) No, seriously, I love these things. I haven't figured out where I'm going to put them (I'd like to put them on a mantle, but I don't have one), but we'll work on that once they've had a bath ('cause they're a little bit dirty).