Behold the bunnies of Lenox:
Behold the mutant ninja turtle of Easter eggs:
Scene: A married couple discus the design merits of vintage china patterns for a hypothetical acquisition:
Her [final line of dialogue]: This is the difference between us – I am interested in delicate beauty and understated elegance and you are trying to re-create the Viceroy’s dinner table at the end of the British Raj.
… aaaaand curtain.
The Good: Sami went to the door warehouse on Thursday to inspect the third front door and we did accept it. It does have sunken nail holes but not as bad as the last one and only on the inside which I hope really is the inside this time but it didn’t have any paint blisters or other finish imperfections. I can train myself to overlook the sink holes on the inside and from the outside if we are to be judged by the integrity of our door, it will look like we are first quality people. which is where my interest lies.
The door gets installed Tuesday, along with the window and garage door trims. Which are made of plastic. And I’m worried that they will be brittle from the cold air and crack at the first application of the drill. It’s always something.
The Bad: Oy, the lampshade saga. I have spared you the deliberations I conducted about how to properly adorn my prized Modern Orchid table lamp – cut to the chase: I selected a Fancy Oval Bell Silk Shantung Lamp Shade With Round Cut Corners. This is perfect, don’t you see, because the wide panel on the front of the shade matches the wide panel on the front of the lamp and the round cut corners match the shape of the lamp base. Also the oval shape means that the shade will have a thinner profile in the front and won’t be likely to overlap the boundaries of the small nightstand it will be placed on.
But when the shade got here, it wasn’t oval at all – it was round. I know – right!? The vendor was very good and refunded all of my money and sent a pre-paid packing slip so back it went. I flirted for a while with a round shade that had a scalloped bottom but one fine day I came across a Fancy RECTANGULAR Bell Silk Shantung Lamp Shade With Round Cut Corners. This one was even better because the bottom dimensions were 17″ across the side and 12″ front to back. I searched for the best price and got a really sweet deal at Hayneedle. The last one in stock, apparently.
It was delivered this week and this morning, I started to cut away the protective plastic from the shade and the first panel that was revealed had a big glue blob partly on the panel and partly on the bottom trim. Big as in a 3/4″ drip. I cut away to reveal on more panel and this one had small drips of glue in the middle of the panel. I cannot live with this because it is on the side of the shade that faces the bed and I would see it every morning when I opened my eyes.
I am getting very good at asking for refunds/refusing to pay for bad merchandise so there’s going to be a discussion with Hayneedle on Monday morning.
Now I don’t even know anymore. Maybe I should go with the scallops? I don’t even know anymore.
The Waiting To Be Beautiful: Everything else is waiting to be beautiful. I can hardly wait to bust out my cobbled-together Nativity set. The set was a $10 bargain of main figures only that made by a German toy company and so I was able to supplement animals from their farm series. The one thing I could never find from that company, though, was a suitable representation of the Gloria angel. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the Gloria angel has fallen out of contemporary favor and only exists now in very expensive sets or very large sets suitable for church display.
I’ve always avoided the Fontanini Nativities because they are so 1. bombastic and 2. Italian countryside-ish. I’m glad that my life mate has as much passion for a Nativity scene as I do, but since he insists on geographical accuracy, I’ve long ago grown tired of defending the Dickensian Christmas images and got rid of the snow-covered bottlebrush pine trees. I am not about to place myself in a position where I’d have to defend Bethlehem villagers carrying around clusters of grapes, shepherds bonking the sheep or the too-obvious pride that went into sculpting the Roman centurions.
But I admit defeat about Gloria so I turned to eBay to look for a properly scaled Fontanini angel for the small nativity display that is so dear to me. eBay has revealed to me an Italian company that looks like they do Fontanini-ish knock-offs , which means smaller prices and greater availability. And it was from that source that I found a this sweet little 2 1/2″ Gloria.
The size and coloring is perfect and it has a proper hanging hole on the back, which not all of the Fontaninis do. And guess what else I found? Palm trees! That ought to make a certain Mideastern someone happy.
Here is an update to a part of the bedroom re-do that I haven’t shared with you before. It’s got nothing to do with roses.
Sami’s closet has a single plain light bulb in it that is turned on and off by pulling a string. At the end of the string is a decorative pull that we bought for our first home in northern NJ. I’m sure we went to Nickels or Rickles or some other defunct discount department store for it. Sami brought it home so I don’t have a clue how much it cost but a reasonable estimate suitable for the time and the store would be $0.99 to $1.29. We liked it so much that we moved it to this house with us. And here it is today still hanging, albeit by a green paperclip:
It’s a glow-in-the-dark traffic light. When I saw that the poor old thing was hanging on by a paperclip I thought maybe since we’re giving the closet so much attention, we should update to a decent light pull that doesn’t need help from office supplies to do its job.
So I’ve been casually looking around and nothing really grabs me so I thought I’d give eBay a whirl to see if I could find something. Wouldn’t it be great if I could find this same pull? And guess what? I DID find it:
The card says 59¢ and it came from Woolworth so maybe Sami had this when he was a bachelor in Brooklyn and now it’s in its third home not its second.
At the time of this writing, there’s still 8 hours left to bid. Who knows here the price will end up? Now I feel bad for our loved-but-not-values little traffic light. Maybe I’ll go treat it to 30″ of brass chain from Home Depot.
eBay. They so crazy, right?
Shortly before our wedding day, my handbag bag was picked and I lost all of the cash I was planning to use to buy wedding shoes, plus all the quarters I had collected for the laundromat. I had money in the bank that I could have used for the shoes – it wasn’t like I was going to have to walk down the aisle barefoot. But the event threw me for a loop – all action stopped and I went into inactive mode. I couldn’t bring myself to get the money, to shop for the shoes or to continue the endless dreaming I had been doing about the glorious day of my wedding.
The incident happened in an upper East Side restaurant called the Isle of Capri. I met a girlfriend there for lunch before we were going shoe shopping. Even though the theft had nothing to do with the restaurant, I never went back there again.
What I’m going to tell you now is certainly not of the same magnitude but the feelings are the same and the resulting loss of interest in the related activity feels the same to me, too. Remember this? It arrived today. Here it is:
So not only have a lost a unique item that I was very much looking forward to owning, but the seller informs me that unfortunately, there is nothing he can do. Unfortunately.
We’ll talk about next steps another time. Right now, I just want to tell you that my enthusiasm for the bedroom project has dropped off the charts and although eBay had nothing to do with this, I’m afraid I can’t go there anymore.
Can I borrow $644.99 so that I can buy this marigold glass tumble up? Just wondering…. don’t be afraid to say no to me. EVERYBODY ELSE DOES.