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Teal-y Scroll-y

This is the fourth set of pillowcases I’ve embroidered. That means I’m halfway done with pillowcases as Christmas presents.

These are the Filigree Scroll Pillowcases from Dimensions.

The thread is from my vintage stash, DMC variegated 123, in a heavier weight than I usually use, the cotton perle #8.I have some amazingly beautiful variegated color embroidery floss (from what was my mom’s stash), and this design seemed to lend itself to a variegated thread. It was a little difficult trying to match the second side to the first side, so they would mirror each other. And then to match the second pillowcase to the first pillowcase. I got the hang of it by the time I was finishing up the second pillowcase, of course.

My friend Jessica was eyeing these up, so if I can get through a ninth set of pillowcases before Christmas, I won’t put this set in the basket, I’ll set them aside for her. There is also a matching dresser scarf, but I’m not going to buy that just yet. I’m not sure Jess uses dresser scarves.

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Yard Sale Goodness, Part 3 of 3

Turns out, mom spotted another bookcase that day. The house across the street from her hairdresser was also having a yard sale. This lady had this mammoth bookcase, a true bookcase, one that will hold heavy art books and the like. Someone (her husband, perhaps?) had made this thing, and it is very heavy, very sturdy, and has nice finishing details like trim on the front of the shelves and crown molding on the top.
It has now taken up permanent residence in Oliver’s room, where it almost completely fills the end wall. Seriously, there’s only about 6″ on either side. It looks like it was made to fit that spot.

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Yard Sale Goodness, Part 2 of 3

…So, Lewis and I took a few minutes to poke around. I saw several other things I wanted, the prices were just too good to pass up. This adorable little telephone stand had beautiful dovetail joints. $10.
This crescent side table is perfect in this spot in the living room. I usually sit in that green chair to do my embroidery. Bombay Company, $15.
My new coffee table. Don’t you just love it? I couldn’t have gotten something more suited to my taste if I had shopped every retailer in the area. And Oli is making good use of the lower shelf. Bombay Company, 2005, $60.

And this little tray table. Love it. Put it to good use at the party, since it is so easy to move around. Bombay Company, $5.

I paid $90 for all four tables. What do you think, did I get a bargain? I don’t get up early enough on the weekends to hit the yard sales, so I have no idea if this was great or just okay. I do know that I love them, and that I could never have afforded these new.

Mom and I actually went back later that afternoon because I was eyeing up a sofa they had out. It was sold by then, for only $250. Not that I had the money, ’cause hey, we already spent $160 there. But this would have also looked great in the living room. She told us the sofa was only 6 months old, custom fabric on a Lane sofa frame. Ugh. Kicking myself. Oh,well. I guess the sofa wasn’t meant to be. I think I’ll tell myself it probably wasn’t comfortable anyway. Yeah, that’s it.

We talked to the couple running the yard sale a bit, ’cause hey, they are new neighbors. He told us that they had just moved into this house, an adorable, but tiny cottage. She had had a big house, and he had a large apartment, and all their stuff combined just did not fit. Hence, the yard sale. It made me think, if this is the stuff they are getting rid of (Lane, Bombay Company), what kind of gorgeous stuff did they keep? Must be nice.

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Yard Sale Goodness, Part 1 of 3

So, the day before the party, when we are all running around like mad, trying to clean the house, clean the dog, clean the yard, and do lots and lots of cooking… mom spotted a yard sale just down the street. And she stopped because they had lots of beautiful furniture for sale, like these two matching book shelves from Bombay Company. Yup. Bombay Company yard sale score. $70 for the pair. The first one is missing one peg bracket, that is why the middle shelf is missing. The pegs are a garden variety hardware store item, so I should be able to replace them easily.

Don’t mind the party supplies, BJ’s quantities of plates, plastic utensils, and rolls.

Mom called me when I was on my way home from taking Oli to be groomed (he needed to smell pretty for his guests), she wanted me to stop with the Golf to pick them up. She was on her way to get her hair done, too. So, when I got back home, I grabbed Lewis, we folded the back seats down and drove the half block to this yard sale.

As we were loading the book shelves, we were noticing that they had a lot of other nice stuff for sale…

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Vicious Golden Beastie

On the other hand, there may be another reason the mail wasn’t delivered for a few days…

this “Dog Warning Card” was in my mailbox when I got home on Friday. I don’t think it was meant for me, the customer, but rather it is meant for the mail carrier. Nevertheless, Oli and I are a bit despondent over the whole thing. It is hard to imagine anyone thinking my sweet boy is a “Dangerous Dog”.

It is no mistake, either. It has our address, Oli’s breed “golden retriever”, and his name. And not just Oliver. It says “Ollie”! So, they know this dog. I mean, I know he barks at people, but if they stop to talk to him, he’s so easy, he’d roll over for a belly scratch from a complete stranger. The most dangerous thing about him is that wicked wagging tail. Or the sandpaper scratchy tongue he uses to give kisses.

The UPS guys have no problems with him. I’ve seen them when he is out. They call out to him, toss him a biscuit, deliver their box to the front porch, and hop back in their big brown van before Oli’s even finished chewing.

Now, I know the postal carriers are on foot for their daily deliveries, because we are in town, but still. The mail is usually delivered in the middle of the afternoon, when I’m at work. When I’m at work, Oli is locked safely in his room in the house. He can’t even jump at the front door or anything wild like that. And if I am home when they deliver mail, I’m generally outside if Oli is out. Especially if he is on the front porch. And then I’ll just walk out to greet the mail carrier, and they will just hand the mail to me.

And I get that mail carriers encounter all sorts of dogs, some who might actually be a threat. But Oli is not a threat. On top of that, he very rarely has unattended access to the front porch.

Dangerous Dog. Vicious Golden Retriever. Indeed.