Cabinet Meeting

Good morning glories! We're getting packed up for our long weekend at Zapp, but I wanted to do a post before we head out tomorrow. I'll be back on Tuesday with photos of all the wonderful things...and people we saw. In the meantime...I'm always fashionably late for parties, so why change now. I'm gonna cover a lot of ground in this post...so tighten up those bra straps and let's get started.Everyone could use an extra pair of hands in the kitchen...right? We live in a tiny house and the kitchen and (ahem) dining area is no exception! I have virtually no counter or cabinet space. What's a girl to do you ask. W-e-e-l-l...she visits her local salvage yard weekly in hopes of remedying that unfortunate situation.

Y'all know me. Nothing in my house or life comes without a back story and this one has a happy ending! Cat Daddy and I were at our local salvage yard looking for anything when what do my wandering eyes see, but this cabinet. Talk about having my skirt blowed up...come to mama! I was excited beyond belief! We took measurements...('cause like I said tiny)...and hurried home to measure.

I couldn't believe my luck...she would just fit with inches to spare on each side...sweet serendipity! There was only one small problem...the yard closed at noon and it was 10 after. That meant I had to wait until Monday...be there when the doors opened...and hope no one had bought her out from under me!

For the record and just to keep it honest...folks...meet my dining room! This was all we had until I confiscated the living room! I look back now and wonder how on earth I ever raised two children in a house this small. Thank goodness we loved each other or all that togetherness might have been a problem!

BTW...do you like the table and chairs. My big junk hunter drug those Italian chairs home from a garage sale and the Saarinen table he dug out of one hot mess in a thrift store. (Don't bother asking what he paid...if I told ya, I'd have to kill ya...if the price didn't! Same goes for the cabinet...don't ask-don't tell) I'm telling ya...the boy should have lace on his underwear, he has such a good eye for style!

After an agonizing weekend, fate smiled on me Monday! She was just sitting there waiting on me. She must of loved me as much as I loved her otherwise she would have sang her siren's song to someone else!

Cat Daddy picked her up that afternoon and brought her home where she belonged. All I had to do was give her a bath and she was ready to be installed.

The hussy came backless and since I already had the wallpaper up...instant backdrop! All those drawers just waiting to be filled...cabinets above and below. I promise y'all up and down...she doubled my cabinet space in one fell swoop! (TINY!)

I immediately began filling her shelves with all my favorite things beginning with ironstone my mother and grandmother had bought at yard sales for me before I was married.

My grandmother's Fostoria crystal given to her as gifts for years and years. Not my favorite pattern, but definitely my favorite grandmother!

Silver collected over the years from Dallas hotels...many of those grand old ladies now just a memory of luxury past!

Photos of loved ones now gone. This is a photograph of C.D.'s grandmother and mother back in the day. Remind me to tell you about this pair some day. They were a couple of ring tail tooters!

Speaking of tooters...someone very near and dear to me has a birthday tomorrow! Here's a hint...he's tall, dark and...well he's tall!

My small collection of French enamel coffee pots...I'm always looking for more!

I've collected church plates for years. It always saddened me to see these discarded, so I made it my mission in life to try and save some. I look for the sepia tinted and black ones...preferably Texas ones. There's so much history printed on these plates. I use them on occasion for Sunday dinners just 'cause I can. I call them my Sunday school plates!

C.D.'s mom had the most beautiful, naturally curly, auburn hair. She was a petite woman, barely 5'1"...but man alive...she was a pistol! Jenn is so much like her to the point we called her A.R. (another Roberta) when she was small!

When you have a Munchkin kitchen, you learn quickly how to make do and boy howdy...did I make do with this beauty.

Like I said in the first part of this post...I'm always late for a party, but hey...better late than never! I'm linking up with Kathleen and her White Wednesdays...

Debra and her Vintage Inspiration Friday (lookie here...I'm actually early for this one!)....

and Jen's Hutch Party!

Whew...that's a lot of partying even for this chubby lady with the middle name Party!

(Hidden deep within this post is a little test to see if y'all actually read the words I agonize over or if I'm just talking to myself!)

Adios for now and I'll be back Tuesday. Y'all be sure and behave while I'm gone!