happiness is cheap.

today i left work all fired up. i hate that feeling. there are many ways which one might choose to nurse that feeling, which can pretty much be summed up somewhere between the blurry lines of sex, drugs and rock and roll. and somewhere between those blurry lines lies binge eating because, let's face it, that's practically a drug. today my drug of choice post fiery meeting was shopping.

thrift shopping.

whoever said you can't buy happiness was clearly a man. and probably an accountant. i bought my happiness today for the wee little price of $4.50. that' cheaper than a gin and tonic.

today, my happiness looks like this:

i know this little $3.00 lamp might look like nothing special. and you're right. wonky lamp shade plus ho-hum color equals a lot to be desired.

but just look at that brass greek key detail!

with a couple of coats of spray paint and a new shade, this lamp's milkshake is gonna bring all the boys to the yard.

i also stumbled across this anthropologie mug. for fifty cents. as in i could have paid for it with one coin (if i were apt to carrying fifty cent pieces around with me). if only my name started with the letter 'm'...luckily, i know people.

and of course i left the store with these. because hoarding is a sickness. wikipedia says so.

today's lesson:
money can buy you happiness.

but it cannot buy you class. just ask the countess.