The small gourd decoration with the Santa face on it came from a couple in Washington state who sell homemade stuff... I had bought kitchen towels from them and they threw in the painted gourd as a thank you. The other gourd-like decorations are plastic Halloween ornaments I bought at an after-Halloween sale and made into hanging decorations for my tree.
Because my parents drove down to San Diego to see me for Christmas, they could bring more stuff with them than my mom usually can on the plane (this was the first time my dad visited me in San Diego). They took this opportunity to bring me a table! It's a dining table that has two leaves that fold down, making the table quite compact. Jesse and I love having a table (when we've had guests over for dinner before, we've had to sit around our coffee table. We once had a 8.75-month pregnant woman over and I felt quite bad for her--she ended up sitting on the floor). It fits perfectly around the corner from our kitchen. Here it is with one leaf up...
The downside to the table is that sitting on a wooden chair reactivated the "acute" type of pelvic pain I have (a pain in my butt, to own the truth). I must be too used to cushy couches/chairs. So, that's why the pillow is on the one chair now. (The photographed chairs are ones I already had, I just didn't sit on them until now... previously, Jesse had used one as a sitting place when he puts his shoes on, and the cats had used the other one as a perch)
Jesse is allergic to many things, including flowers. But, I like flowers. So, soon after he left San Diego to go visit his mom for the holidays, I went and bought myself a bunch of white carnations. Well, I didn't think they'd last longer than the two weeks Jesse was to be gone, but they have. Jesse has been sneezing like mad the last day, so I may throw them out later today (Jesse says I don't have to, but his sneezing tells me otherwise). Here's their last portrait...
In putting away my Christmas decorations, I was re-acquainted with a set of potholders I'd recently put away in my linen closet. These potholders saw me through graduate school and now three years beyond. They're almost old friends. I'd put them in my linen closet when I made myself some new potholders and was a little nervous about whether or not they'd actually protect my hands from heat (I did not make the old set)! So, I held onto the old ones until I could figure out if the new ones work. They do, so I decided I had to get rid of my old ones. As you can see, they were well used...
And that's it for today.
2 comments:
Oh dear Foof, now you're taking photos of old potholders? Maybe it *is* time for you to have some children :)
I haven't lost my sentimentality about objects that remind me of a time in my life, but taking photos does make it a lot easier to get rid of the physical object... I can look at the photo if I need some nostalgia. I've been getting rid of other things I've held onto for many years, after taking a photo of them. But yes, posting a photo of my old, beat-up potholders is a bit silly :-)
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