Happy Blog-iversary to me!
That's it. One blow of the noise maker, and one handful toss of confetti in the air. I'm not one to find celebrating stuff for myself is all that important. Sad...I know.
Anywho....
Well I have a couple of items to thrift share that were obtained at an estate sale early December. Items which will teach me
not to take my mom to estate sales with me in the future. (haha)
We were on our way out to buy our Christmas tree and I persuaded my mom to go on a detour with me to an estate sale, that was
completely a bit in the opposite direction of where we were heading. The title of this estate sale was intriguing
"Large Estate of Prominent Surgeon", and 5,000 sq.ft.; stuck in my head.
My usual routine when I go thrifting is, for the most part, I'm in and out (I'm not trained enough to know what's good to resell at a profit therefore I steer away from a lot of purchases). I do an initial round about the place and do a second round if something caught my eye the first time. Nothing caught my attention and I was done with the place pretty fast. I lingered a bit because my mom was slowly roaming....s-l-o-w-l-y. I tried to keep occupied and looked interested by looking through books, or other little knick knacks, and roamed the house a few more times.
My mom was enthralled with the house. Things like the fire place reminded her of my dad. The furniture was very 70's-ish, and the backyard was gorgeous since it backed up to a golf course. She took her time and look at items, and said how beautiful it was, or this is just "so gorgeous". This was very strange to me since this is not how she talks. I normally don't hear her describe items as beautiful or gorgeous. So I was a bit thrown off, and weirded out (insert Twilight Zone music here.... no, not Edward and Jacob Twilight).
She stood and looked at these...."these are sooo beautiful".
This set contained 8 of these containers (?), casserole dishes (?), kitchen decor? With the pheasant to the left being the lone large one of them all.
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| This turtle has some really beautiful glazing, though my photo doesn't do it any good. |
I don't even know what these would be called, and have had the hardest time looking up info on them. They weren't cheap either. I looked at the price tag and thought yup at $200 those would be nice.
Anyone familiar with these? They are stamped at the bottom Portugal.
Then I saw my mom caressing this lamp. "Isn't this just so gorgeous?" Yeah I don't doubt an $80 wouldn't lamp look nice.
She roamed this place for an hour, when I was done with it after nearly 10 minutes. I will admit I did see some neat stuff. Like it was apparent that the estate was of a brain surgeon. There were slides of sliced up brains with tumors and other gross stuff like that lying out on a table to view, along with a wall of medical books.
After her circling numerous times in this large home I asked her if she wanted the items she caressed, the lamp and Pheasant dishes (?), for Christmas. She looked at me shocked, and said "Well, I was gonna tell you not to buy me anything for Christmas." I told her I'd split it with my two sisters and since it was the last day of the estate sale everything was 50% off. She immediately said "Ok".
What just happened? That agreement happened too quick.
So an hour and $140 later we got her Christmas shopping done early and out of the way. Plus they were gifts she actually loved. Yay!
Is it old(er) age where you start loving or admiring odd things or verbalizing it out loud? I remember my great-grandma would save the Styrofoam that meat comes on and use it as a plate sometimes because "it was too nice to throw away". "This is really
nice Styrofoam". Strange memories. :-)
