This morning while waiting for our car to have repairwork done I went crazy. I was prepared with a bag of boredom busters for Bubs and I but it just didn't work out that way. Looking back it already makes me laugh but at the time I felt as though I was locked in that little glass waiting room as a punishment. It came down to four things:
This lamp makes me happy, maybe it's because we just installed a woodstove but for some reason it reminds me of my Grandparents and the cute little house they lived in on Cherry Hill road. I like the glow the lampshade gives off in the evening when Ken and I are making out on the couch. (...like we have even made out on the couch in the last 20 years.)
These patterns were marked 1940's, I'm not sure if that is right but I love them all the same. I especially like the skating outfits. Oh for the days when a teenage daughter would request a twirly skirt of herringbone plaid with red lining. Recently Maggie tried on all my old prom dresses and bridesmaids gowns. We laughed hysterically. It is funny how the styles change so slowly yet so quickly. Remember when "peach" was all the rage? How about "dusty rose"? My sister was the queen of dusty rose. The way she said it was so regal.
After Maggie was done I brought all those old dresses to the thrift store. I saved them all these years thinking my girls would think they were 80's cool but never imagined the laughter that ensued. Like gag me with a spoon!