Wednesday, May 28, 2008
This Is My "Cheers"
I don't need Target, Macy's, Kohl's (okay, I love me some Kohl's) or Starbucks (scratch that...coffee muy importante). I just need this little piece of Heaven called, Simple Folk. That is all. I need handmade candles. Embroidered quotes in a a frame. Patchwork place mats. Weathered birdhouses. Crackled lamps. Wooden bowls and signs ("Always Kiss Me Goodnight"--cuz hanging a sign above your bed is all it takes). Plates with salt houses painted on them. Little colonial lights you stick in your window. I need this comfort. I need my house (and car) to smell like Cinnamon Buns. I count down the days until I can go here. When Pay Day comes you know where Momma's gonna be. As if I totally wait for Pay Day. MasterCard flipping loves me. The place is about as big as my garage and I can literally spend at least an hour in it (3 hours). I usually have a pile going at the counter (on the floor, behind the counter). The owner knows me by name. I'm a flipping "regular". I love that I'm a regular. This is my "Cheers". I'll take one of everything. Please. I want to tuck myself under one of her little antique-y tables and spend the night. You can go now. Send me here, take me here, buy me something from here (they have GIFT CARDS)! It is a sure fix for PMS. For Frustrated Momma. For Freak Wife. You need me to go here (honey). I'll come back a new woman...with potpourri and a distressed magazine rack to hang in the bathroom! I'll be happy now. Wheeeere's my MasterCard. Did you hide my it...Honey? Babe? Helloooooo?