This seems like a good day to have my coffee in my Will and Kate mug.
I'm also wearing my bleach-fireworks shirt, for probably the last time (fabric is finally disintegrating from being worn/washed a million times).
I am having a touch of the blues. They are of the "Some day all my lovingly-acquired possessions are going to be dumped in some yard sale or consignment shop, where strangers will look at them and say 'meh' and/or make mocking remarks" variety.
This is the flip side of one of the things I like about shopping at consignment store, which is the feeling of giving someone else's lovingly-acquired possession a loving new home. It can backfire, as seen here.
That reminds me, though, to show you one of my recently/lovingly-acquired possessions:
I've been questing for a bureau for Elizabeth's room, and found this old bureau at a consignment store. It had been marked down, like, THREE TIMES, yet it is gorgeous (cream and gilt and all curvy and shapey) and has drawers that are dove-tailed front AND back. And it goes very nicely with Elizabeth's bed frame, another consignment-shop find. And also with the little bookshelf, which we assembled from a box from Target.
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 2 of 2 - Last week I talked about the gifts we were getting/considering for Edward, who is turning 8 next month. This week it’s Elizabeth’s turn: not “girl gifts,” ...