Etsy Likes: Jars

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I like these jars.

If I had these jars I'd put flowers in them at the wedding.

But maybe I'd want clear instead of blue.

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Lovely!

The bubbles

Rising to the top,

As the heat escapes

In the form of steam.

Too much heat

To be still

To be calm.

Energy over-flowing,

Spewing over the edges.

Hissing and spitting

As it reaches the element.

Until the knob is turned

And all is quiet again.

For now.

The Whole Bathroom (And Nothing But The Bathroom)

This is the one full bathroom in our house.

The other one is a "half bath" which translates to a sink and a toilet.

I don't know what to say about these lights.
Except that they're kinda pretty in a 1970's sort of way.
Ya know?

Boots hates this blue bathtub.
He's making plans to rip it out while I'm scheming against that darned holly bush (which at this point has met its untimely but appropriate death, I'll post about that later, 'kay?).

(Boots took this picture of me sitting on the pot.

Just sitting.)

Bedroom

Keys

(I meant to post this about a week ago but, something went wrong.

Operator error, I'm sure.)

A couple Fridays ago, Boots and I got the keys to our new (to us) house!

Here we are in a celebratory cheesy photo in the lawyer's office.

She was really nice, nothing like other lawyer ladies I know.

(Our realtor has a special place with Boots as she's the one that introduced his parents.)

Our mortgage man was the best mortgage man we could have found.

He was very patient and explained everything in great detail to me (and Boots, but mostly me because I'm slow like that when you throw huge stacks of papers written in fine print at me.)

After that we went down to our house and started unloading the things Boots needed to start living there.

I've never seen a little bitty trailer like this one with so much stuff in it!

Boots means business when he packs!

I was so overwhelmed with happiness that it spilled over into lots of cheesy photos!

Oh, well, I'm sure I'll enjoy these when I'm old.

The Horn, The Horn, It Sounds So Forlorn......

I have The Sads.
The Sads is sort of like being in A Funk although not quite as bad.

I'm sad because everyone is going back to school this year except me and I'm having trouble adjusting.
I miss buying new pencils and blank packs of paper.
I won't get to fill up notebooks with pages covered in my scratchy handwriting this year.

I have plenty of other things to fill my time with this year but, that doesn't stop me from being sad.