B*I*N*G*O*!

I thought I would never live long enough to see the day when I would find vintage BINGO cards, but now I can die happy. haha! Last Thursday, my antiquing friend Liz and I went to check out a tag sale and on the way stopped at a garage sale she had visited once already. The wooden box she wanted was sold, but I found things she had missed the first time. Rummager's hint: leave no stone unturned and no box unopened. A beat up box from diamond golf balls held my holy grail. I nearly dropped the box in my excitement! No price, but the lady said 50 cents. Could it get any better? Liz was amazed at my find and happily lent me the money to buy it (I had gone garage saling without cash- where was my head?). Did I mention that Liz was my best friend? At the same sale I found a jadite coffee mug (Liz had missed that too), a box of vintage phonix cards and a box of old jewelry (Liz had bought one box for me already and this second box had a mate to an earring from the first box). Maybe I should have entitled this post, "boxes". ;)