It's Always Like A Mad Tea Party Around Here

I love Fiestaware dishes. I would feature them on Vintage Thingies Thursday but my collection isn't really old.

But I have this itsy bitsy problem: I like to wander through a local thrift store, and if I find any Fiestaware I just. Cannot. Resist. I consider it my duty to rescue it.

I also can't bring myself to match them up. The whole beauty of Fiestaware is the mixy-matchyness of it. The kids know that a good way to drive me crazy Is to sort the dishes by color in the cupboards.

The urge to buy happened again a few days ago at the thrift store. Cups and saucers! Mix and match! Bargain-priced!


My husband just rolls his eyes. Apparently he thinks you should actually use all the cups and saucers you already own.

I have visions of of using them to make cute little birdfeeders on stakes for the garden.

Who am I kidding. I'm just going to stack them higher in the cupboards.

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Coming tomorrow: Vintage Thingies Thursday!

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Responses to yesterdays comments on About That Harp:

Cheryl, I do need to get around to writing my harp history. There's a lot of material there. Marcy, I'm actually really camera-shy. There are no pictures of me around the house. If I went missing the family would have to give the police an old high school yearbook photo or something. Katrina, yeah! I'm so glad somebody understands! I guess it's like some men yearn for fabulous sports cars. Hope you get your piano someday! Good N Crazy, I figure if I just tell the kids they can't go to college, it's do-able. Denise, yes I play it, but I mostly dust it and remind myself that I should play it more. Laura, we could do duets! noble pig, maybe if I borrowed my husbands American Express. Nancy, the closest I'll get will probably be seeing it from afar *sigh*. Scary Mommy, now you do know a harpist!