Even though I have lived here for thirty years, the cabinets are just blah inside. No lacy border a la Tracey on Notes from a Cottage Industry. No faux finish inside... just blah. But the goblet cabinet is neat and tidy... More shots tomorrow of my plates, my what nots... Who knows? I might just keep things this way this time . Hey, a girl dreams what she wants.
During the event Sal decided to take up residence in a stray wreath. She snoozed in it, too and just decided it was "her." I think she felt beautiful. The guy that lives with us came in and called her "centerpiece cat." She announced she loved that name and began to strut around the kitchen. Then, her awful mistress HUNG up the wreath.... Booo! I think she will recover. She's browsing in the Walmart sack of fall foliage I bought this week for the shop. I do believe she's turning in to a faux outdoors cat... Who knows.