We’re in the middle of a heat wave here, just in time for the end of the summer. It’s the strange combination of turning leaves and mid-90s temperatures that keeps Coloradans on their toes during this time of the year. Don’t even think of asking Kathy what she thinks of the weather; they are doing drywall at the new house, and nothing says fun like having the mud dry before you can spread it! One good thing about the heat is that veggie gardens throughout the town are finally kicking into overdrive; the zucchini and tomatoes are going crazy. I’m not sure if the heat is helpful for shopping, but we sure did find some strange blog fodder last week.
No matter how many books Goodwill sells, there are still huge carts of them up and down aisles near the book section. That means we see some funny bookish cast-offs from time to time:
I hate to call the people at Wilton liars, but the cake on the left isn’t even edible–it’s Styrofoam with frosting piped onto it! As for the piano cake, just ask Kathy how easy they are to make! She made one for me a long time ago, and even for someone as crafty and clever as Kathy is, she had a difficult time with it. It very well may be impossible for mere mortals like the rest of us. It was delicious, which isn’t much consolation.
I believe this cutie kitty is wasting her feminine wiles on the dog of her dreams:
Souvenir dolls are a strange lot. They can be adorable, horrible, or just plain confusing:
I’m not betting on adorable, even though she has a cute face. What is with all the big ol’ straw flowers around her head? I think there is more to the story, because that rope around her shoulders is an ominous sign. She probably has a huge bag on her back and is being used as a draft animal to haul flowers to market. See, it’s questions like these that knock her off the keeper list.
Oh, those ’70s with their turquoise and green color schemes:
This has to be someone’s ceramics project. Okay, it’s big and colorful–now what? I could see some dainty sandwiches (minus the crusts) all cut up on this peacock thing for bridge-club refreshments. Maybe there was a peahen, who could serve up cheese straws, or even individual jello salads or tomato aspics. Better yet, load them both up with yummy cookies and dessert bars, and no one will complain!
This picture is for a frequent reader, Terri:
We can’t ever see a shelf full o’ pigs and not think of you! 😉 I’m sure this collection is small beer compared to yours (present or past). My favorite is the green piggy bank who looks sad or worried; she was probably emptied for some impulsive purchase.
We both like these things, in all their variety:
Those little stitched fish look like they’re swimming in a bowl. The organza they are stitched on is so fine that it just looks like it’s time to change the water. This had a chance to come home with us, but it was a smidge too big.
No matter whether you’re a Chuck Norris lover or hater, this shirt has to make you laugh:
We sashayed our way over to the new thrift store (you know we’re going to call it that forever) and these monkeys immediately caught our eyes:
I think they are updated versions of the ____ no evil monkeys that have been around for donkey’s years. Besides the fact that there were only two of them, the rightmost monkey is showing a new gesture–smell no evil! I guess you could put the two of them in a bathroom and they would still work.
Only a couple of steps away was this big fellow:
You do see cattle horns around here, rarely, although we have run into a couple at thrift stores this year. What made this set unusual are the tiki/beach designs carved into them. That isn’t your typical Texas cattle-ranch motif; it makes us suspect these are foreign horns. Can you imagine stuffing them into your luggage and then explaining them to the customs agent?
Speaking of vacation treasures, I found this in a bag of Asian goodies I bought at Goodwill:
I Googled omiyage and found out it is the Japanese custom of obligatory gifts that are expected after one travels. Usually, they are small and edible. Maybe that’s why this is labeled omiyage, because it’s not really edible. Of course, knowing it’s a omiyage really doesn’t tell us much about what it is, besides a gift.
Our last couple of pictures are fashion related. I know that my photography skills leave much to be desired, but this is an accurate representation of what we saw:
Too bad this necklace wasn’t the right color for the orange pant suit; it sure was the right decade:
I’m sure you’re all familiar with our stance on shell abuse–it must stop now! If you’re going to do shell crafts, you owe it to the little mollusks, who died for your project, to make something cool. This isn’t it!
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