’til we meet again.

and snack again.

i’ll see ya soon.

well, not soon soon.  but soon enough.

one, two, three, four, five bucks.

will it fit in the carry-on?  i think it has to.

again – i have more danish candle holders than i know what to do with, but i’ll buy ‘em when i see ‘em.  and i got a little excited when i saw these miniature 7″ white candle holders.  sure, they’re a little scuffed, but no big deal.

and then they rolled in the box.

mmm.  hand painted roses on danish candle holders. 

aw heck.  bought ‘em anyway.

cuz that’s how i roll.

the other day i felt obligated to pick up its ugly stepsister, found at the bottom of a utensil bin at goodwill.  looks like she’s been rode hard and put away wet.  used and abused and left on the side of the road.  abandoned.  but she hung in there.   and now she’s in a loving home where someone appreciates her character.

gawd, this is the stupidest post ever. 

i’d post a couple arabia plates i’ve found but one of  them is packed up in storage.  here’s a tiny decorative wall plate:

i still have visions of owning a home someday and having a plate wall similar to this. 

and since today’s post is about arabia, i suppose i can show a photo of the ubiquitous mushroom bowl from arabia finel.  

does fall make you boring?  cuz i feel like i’ve suddenly become boring. 

some of you are probably thinking, “suddenly?”

first, ricky gervais.  i cannot begin to tell you how much i love a funny man.  emmys 2009?  ya see him?  click here (bonus – jon stewart is also in the clip.)  ricky gervais has a new movie coming out – “the invention of lying” - i have a feeling i’ll be there opening day (october 2nd) for the first showing. 

oprah.  monday’s show.  a 60s inspired retro show.  oprah looked fabulous.  especially her hair. the audience was all decked out in 60s garb as well.  the show itself was so-so, but the mad men segment was worth it.  

letterman.  obama.   good stuff.  the heart shaped potato?  i was dyin’. 

organic made-from-scratch spanish rice.  made by me.  no lie. 

on a rice cracker.  somehow “rice crackers as utensils” just doesn’t have the same flow to it as “chips as utensils.”  and besides, it’s rice overload.  rice on rice.  that’s too much rice.      

and so i give you spanish rice on a chip:

and i continue to bring yet even more sexy in the brown fall boots.  another low-heeled version.  this time from privo.

and a crafty mini quilt all framed:

and goodbye summer.  i can’t bear it.  hello fall. 

and what better to go with that spanish rice than a margarita in a gold wheat glass on a vintage red leaf plastic coaster?  is the wheat glass fall-ish?  i say it’s harvesty.  and harvesty = fall.  fall harvest.  and that’s about all the enthusiasm i can muster to welcome launch the fall season.

this is my new indian name.  outbid rain.  it pretty much sums up 2009 precisely.  i have been outbid on so many houses i’ve lost count.  and let’s face it.  it was a record year for rainfall here in the northeast.  outbid rain.  i’m going to monogram some towels with the initials “OR.”

my house hopes have been dashed yet again.  i’m pretty sure i’m down for the count as far as getting that 8 grand tax rebate for first-time home buyers. 

but today is sunny.  so, “yay.” 

“drawing board, drawing board, where for art thou, drawing board?”

and ’til i get back to that dreaded drawing board, i’m bringing the sexy in my new low-heel mccabe børn fall boots.

on a chip:

i feel it.  i’m on a winning streak.

don’t all desperate people say this?

learned to drive on a volkswagen bug bought here back in the early 70s.  the place no longer exists – torn down and replaced by a 99 restaurant (tragic.)  so a fine nostalgic collector’s item for me at 59¢.

i feel like the girl who cried wolf.  hired a contractor to check out a house for me and draw up an estimate for needed repairs.  and now i’m gonna try and buy a house (again.)  i’ve heard this story before.   

and again i craft.

new tabletop cloth/tapestry/not sure what it is picked up at goodwill.  despite the roosters, i don’t think this screams country.  there was something about it that appealed to me (the price? – $1.)  is that the rooster’s comb or are they wearing berets?

i say beret.  a jaunty-capped rooster.  who can resist?