I'm no Martha Stewart. I know I have said it before but it bears repeating that I don't have a decorating bone in my body. However, I have friends who do, thank goodness. We're getting ready for a big banquet this weekend and I am on the decorating committee. This is good for me. I was a little nervous about it but I signed on just to be the helper, not the idea maker. My friend said she had some good ideas that would cost us next to nothing. I have another friend who had a garden full of decorative gourds.
I picked up an entire trunk load about 3 weeks ago and stored them in the garage until last weekend. I thought I'd better get busy washing the dirt off them. It took me the better part of Sunday afternoon to get them washed and dried. In addition, I had a wagon load of fake flowers we picked up at Michael's for 70% off that I cut from the stem to place on the tables with the gourds. This doesn't look too bad, does it? My friend may or may not be at the banquet hall Saturday morning to direct me in decorating. I've decided to not worry even a second about it. It is what it is.
In other news, we ditched our furniture last weekend by hauling it across the street to our neighbor's house. Sadly, his girlfriend of 20 years died of cancer about a month ago and her family came over and completely gutted the apartment. It really needed gutting as she was a hoarder, bless her heart. They left him with one sad old recliner. I was having a very hateful relationship with my furniture and got the bright idea to give it to him. He was so happy to take it.
So last weekend, we attended an estate sale and I spotted this blue Lazyboy chair. I sat down in it and had to have it. I waited til the next day when everything went on sale for half price and snatched it up for $25. It was barely used and in super good shape. As you can see, my cat loves it too. A lazyboy in a Lazyboy. Perhaps someday when all the animals are gone, I'll have some nice furniture. But not right now. Our newest addition, Abbie the-wild-border-collie, loves to rub her face all over the edges of the chairs. I don't know why. I personally think border collies are not quite right in the head. She belongs in an insane asylum! But I love her nonetheless.
Kind of a slow news day. This is my last day of work at my temp job. I took a permanent position with the county and will start on Monday. Thanksgiving is coming and I feel so grateful for a whole lotta things in my life.