One Gal's Trash Can

I went to the shop today to bring in some fresh stuff for my space. Amy was there, holding down the fort and pricing her own treasures to sell. I spied this fabulous object in her goodie box and before I knew what was happening, I heard myself say "I'll take that!" I got it for a song, and didn't even have to sing in French! I'm willing to bet I'm the only gal on my block that has a waste basket decorated with a dancing white French poodle and the Eiffel Tower. Merci Amy!

Let them eat...a cookie!

Bonne Fete Nationale! It's Bastille Day in France, the (sort of) equivalent to our 4th of July. My friend Beth brought me this cookie. I wish I was in a Paris bistro right now, dunking it into a cafe creme. Merci, Beth!

Here is what the E.T. will look like tonight. Those Frenchies sure know how to party!

My favorite postcard

At a recent sale, on a Sunday ~ i.e. half price day ~ I spied a Nike shoe box full of vintage postcards. The price tag attached to the box read: $1.00 each. With the box in my hand, I turned to the guy running the sale and before I could even ask, he said, "5 bucks for the box". Oh Joy! There are old postcards from all kinds of delightful places, but when I came across this one, my heart jumped a little. It is just magnifique...lights on the Eiffel Tower, the old cars, the colors of the sky at dusk and the whisp of smoke rising...perhaps from a passing train? Love it!

A Perfect Birthday...

I'm turning 49 today. There. I said it. I've heard from friends and family and have had a swell day, puttering and creating while listening to Lily Allen. Really loud. My family has spent the afternoon getting dinner organized and wrapping packages (!) while I have been working in my studio...

Making Easter friends like this:

Dinner will consist of red wine, red meat and chocolate cake. What could be better? The Versailles cake is made by Petite Provence bakery. It is the best thing in the whole wild world. Maybe I'll save the chocolate Eiffel Tower. Maybe not.