In article <[email protected]>,
"jmcquown" <[email protected]> wrote:
> After over a year of basically living in someone elses' house, now that I've
> officially moved here I'm making it my own home. I've rediscovered my own
> (sort of) belongings. Some of this stuff my mother gave me years ago. Like
> the set of copper-tinted Jell-O molds from the 1950's. I've had them packed
> away in a storage room for the last 20 years. They're now back out, freshly
> washed and shining brightly! I'm going to hang them in my kitchen just as
> though I was a 1960's housewife. LOL
> I've unpacked my Fiestaware. (No, not the stuff that was lead based; I
> bought mine later.) I have several lovely bright soup bowls, a purple
> art-deco style pitcher and a spoon rest. It's good to see my own housewares
> I removed my mothers old boring Corelle dishes (I had the same ones for
> years) and put my white lattice patterned dishes in the cabinet. I removed
> the 1970's gold glassware and replaced them with my cobalt blue goblets.
> Up until now I've basically been living out of a suitcase and feeling like I
> was staying in a time-share (as Nancy Young put it). Now that I'm getting
> to unpack my own things, decorate my house, it feels good.
> OB Food: dinner tonight will be baked flounder fillets with steamed
> spinach. Served on my own plates!
Sounds like a lot of fun. :-)
I'm looking forward to paying off the morgage so I can redecorate the
way I want!
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain.
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