I work at a used and rare bookstore, and I buy books from people everyday. These are the personal, funny, heartbreaking and weird things I find in those books.I can just imagine someone, thoroughly engrossed in a book, reaching for the nearest thing to mark the page before he lays it aside. An invitation, a photo, a scribbled note. This blog gives us a glimpse into some of those things. Check it out.
I've been buying vintage tablecloths from ebay. My plan is to make some kitchen curtains. Or pillows. So far, I haven't done either one. But I love the 50s style prints on the faded, worn out cloths that graced tables so many years ago. My favorites are patterns with lots of blue and red and yellow. Florals or farm themes with roosters and hens. They're fun to collect and I have about ten. I think I'll stop buying them until I've made something. Or maybe not.
Hubs is gone this week. I get up every morning and have to make the coffee. I just can't get it right. For two days now it has been weak. I pour half the cup in the sink, pour in some more coffee without anymore cream. And it's still weak.
Our oldest moved back home a week ago. He has set up shop in our basement. Several computers, a desk made from an old door and some bookcases, cardboard boxes filled with files. I suppose many an entrepreneur got his start in a basement. In fact, the company my husband works for today started that way. In a basement. And it's currently on the Fortune 500 listing. Hmmm. Maybe I should quite nagging Son about the mess. Maybe I should buy stock. Maybe I'll just keep feeding him turkey sandwiches and hope for the best.
September is half over. I need to devote an entire post to my favorite month of the year. I love the smell of it, the crystal clear air, the colors of the leaves, the constant breeze that seems to inhale ever so slowly and then slowly exhale, shivering the aspen trees outside my window.
My book club meets tonight. We're going to discuss A Bride in the Bargain by Diane Gist. It was a fun, light read, set in the northwest in the 1800s. I suspect we'll have a short book discussion and then linger for a long while on the patio of a local Mexican restaurant. It will be a nice evening for it.