As it turned out, Friday was a pretty good day. Back when my office celebrated Professional Whatever Day (what used to be called Secretaries' Day) in April, the firm gave each of us a certificate for a half day off, and I chose to redeem mine on Friday. My "free" afternoon started with a visit to a few thrift stores and then I joined Gran's last-Friday-of-the-month-tea-at-the-quilt-shop bunch. I wanted to give you a little bit of an idea of what tea's like without photographing all the participants and then having to explain to them that I have a blog and if they'll just let me publish their photos, they'll be famous. So instead I photographed the table with the food. Simpler that way.
Gran sets a cute table with vintage linens and we all bring yummy stuff to share and eat. Then we do hand work and tell funny stories about our husbands. (It's surprising how many of them seem to watch the Lifetime Channel! Who'da thought?)
You'll notice I mentioned I shopped a few thrift stores first, right? I'm back thrifting again. In fact, I've been doing a little treasure hunting this week. One of the little things I found was this girl's wooden jewelry box:
My thought is that I'll do some crafty paint and paper/altered art thing to it to make it cute and then I can store stuff in the drawers. Probably sewing stuff. Maybe buttons. You get the idea, right? When I turn it into a treasure, I'll be sure to show you.
Anyway, I brought it home Wednesday night and had it sitting on the trunk in the living room that serves as our coffee table. When I came home from the Friday tea, I could tell the Wild Child and Soccer Son had both been admiring my find. See their Post It notes?
The top one is the Wild Child's. You can probably understand where she gets her nickname. I'm not sure what Soccer Son was trying to say about "pearls," but I'm sure the Wild Child will edit his note when she gets home from work tonight. And I guess the fact that Soccer Son can't spell "necklaces" despite the fact the word's written on the drawer also says something about why his nickname is sports-jock-related and not something like "Webster."