Friday nights at the Loyalist Cottage are usually pretty tame. A couple of years ago I decreed that Friday night was henceforth to be Date Night. This usually involves going out to the local eatery where everybody knows your name. name that tv show. We then return home forthwith and watch the History Channel. Fast living at the Loyalist Cottage!
Now on this past Friday night after filling up with supper that I didn't cook, SCORE! the hubster decides we should go to the Big City. Namely the local Winners/HomeSense store. This store is the den of iniquity to both of us because we can spend a good two hours there drooling over things we do not need or cannot use and have often bought said items. Case in point:
I always check out the dishes first thing because I love dishes. Do not laugh, I inherited this affliction from my mother. She was the queen of dishes. Well, dear Mum left me a small inheritance and after paying off the mortgage I determined to waste what was left over. I love these pots:
Do you see the price on this baby? I scooped up that pot quicker than a hen hauling cordwood. I danced that pot to the checkout faster than molasses running uphill in January. Doesn't it look pretty in it's new home?
That pot makes my skirt fly up. I love it more 'n my luggage. Take that Pioneer Woman!