French Toast made with cinnamon swirl bread topped with strawberries. And Earl Grey tea.
Please help me make sense of the fact that I have never had Earl Grey tea before yesterday. It just doesn't make sense to me. Oh, the blossoming love I have for Earl Grey. It was just right. Or maybe I'm just feeling extra British over the recent hours Cory and I have spent immersed in Downton.
I have a crush on Mr. Bates. I like how he always looks like he's smirking, even when he's sad.
I also have a crush on Earl, but you already knew that.
Ruby was instantly overcome with sequins envy. Little did I know that they would foreshadow the rest of my morning because.....
Yesterday marked the start of the town-wide garage sale. And I hit the Mother Load at the third stop: A bag of vintage linen calendar towels for uno buckaroolio. I confirmed that it was $1 for the whole bag and I ran. I didn't count them. I didn't even peek through the stack.
For the rest of the morning I thought fondly about the moment after my kids were tucked away for quiet time and I could see exactly what it was that I had in my hot hands. Because the oddest part about it all is that I've never owned a calendar towel nor had the desire to do so.
Long story short, the guy came to clean the carpets and quiet time never really happened and I rummaged through the stack of TWENTY THREE towels on the (carpeted, naturally) breeze-way floor.
I'm still a bit conflicted over what I found.
1978, I'll dream only of you tonight.
Also, thanks for Cory.
1974, you make me want to believe in red again.
"Hello, I'm calling to see if you could bring a mock apple pie to the pitch-in on Sunday evening."
"I don't know, let me check my towel."
This concludes my exhaustive lecture series on indigenous hippie textiles of Midwestern America, circa 1974-1988.
What's your most exciting garage sale score?
ps - Mad, mad props to homegirl Angie, who secured our third bar stool! The stars have aligned and next week, we'll meet for the very first time over chips and salsa to make the hand-off. I love this world we live in. That is all. I have a date with Mr. Bates.