Monthly Archives: June 2012

Just last night, we were talking about our Bucket Lists. On mine, really close to the top, are Have a Swimming Pool and Be a Blonde.

Guess what! Our next-door neighbor just came over to tell us they are putting in a swimming pool! Better than owning a pool is having a friend with a pool, right?

What do you think I should do first? Dye my hair? or drive the Zamboni?

At work today, we had a double surprise shower for two beautiful, young brides-to-be , who are soon getting married just a week apart from one another. Cake and best wishes! And blushing brides, too!

I know you’d rather see photos of the actual event, but nobody wants their photo floating around the internetisphere without approval. At least I don’t. So this tea towel will be the hostess photo for this blog.

This is a bit of my vintage kitch’n collection, although I assure you that it was not a gift showered on me. The tea towel is funny now, but I am guessing that the original recipient was on the fence about its humor. Because it is in such good condition, she obviously didn’t love and use it. But she didn’t burn it, either.

I wish I’d had the forethought to keep some of our quirkier wedding gifts. I wish I hadn’t donated/yard-saled/otherwise-vanished them. I would love to be chuckling about my tray and coaster set decorated with butterflies pressed under glass. Truth be told, if I find a duplicate set at a garage sale, I’m throwing down a buck or two.

My advice to the newly married? If you don’t still love it, but you can store it, please do. Leave it alone, even when you think WHAT were were THINKING? And one day, you’ll find it all charming and nostalgic, and you’ll be so happy to have a piece or two of your first days — together.

I promise this is good advice: Have and hold.

Everything you see was in an attic, basement, or garage, until this weekend. And the screened-in porch was aching for some attention. Honestly, I just stood in there, looking at the empty mosquito-free space, wondering how to “decorate” it. This porch looks over the lake, and you’d think we’d want to use it all the time. But we have so many other lovely options, we just don’t. (See summer kitchen post.) And the bugs aren’t that bad anywhere–a little Skin So Soft, and you’re good.

Anyway, I was standing inside the porch thinking that I needed to assemble a Crate and Barrel conversation pit, when all of a sudden these comfy and wonderful family pieces arranged themselves all around me.

Saved! Family stuff is my hero!