Happy, happy pilgrims. Why are they happy? Probably because they get to feast for three days straight. And there was no Black Friday back then.
New scalloped table~LOVE IT! Not to brag or anything, but I think the centerpiece and table sang, "The Circle of Our Love" as they made a promise in Heaven that they would find each other after they were born, and I was the glue that brought them together. Just sayin'.
"There's a great big turkey down on Grandpa's farm, and he thinks he's very..." what a shame we can never sing that "straight" faced again.
My new pilgrim set~loving the pewter and mixed metals.
Nice rack....plate rack, that is.
Some poor bird was plucked naked to dress this fake Turkey. Hardly seems fair.
FAN-FREAKIN-TASTIC vintage material! Can you even believe they make such wonderful stuff? I can die happy now~clutching this fabric in my hands. I want my coffin lined in it.
And MORE vintage...not sure what I'll do with it~just know I couldn't live without it. Any ideas?
REAL MATERIAL! I KNOW! What is it about Little Golden Books that immediately makes the world right again?
Jules and I getting "artistic". Oh, AND, that little squirt of hair is my "messy bun". I know. Shut up.
Meet Jules~the balloon twisting savant. And no, I'm not being compensated for endorsing Pepsi products. But I probably should be.