sadness

…is the telltale “chink-a-clink” heard as you open the parcel of the hardest to find Wexford glassware. The Wexford mug is not easy to find, so the rest of the parcel being intact was a beautiful experience. Fortunately, the parcel was insured, but still…

today’s topic: wexford!

It should surprise no one more than myself that my fastest route to self-care is our Wexford. Today, it surprised me at least a little bit. “I’m quite aware of how ridiculous I am.” Albert Goldman, Birdcage Welcome to my ridiculousness. Well, this bit of it: From the built-in hutch: From the secretary/hutch: From the […]

the spice of life

I found a Corningware Spice of Life lasagna pan. I FOUND A CORNINGWARE SPICE OF LIFE LASAGNA PAN! I didn’t even know there was a Corningware Spice of Life lasagna pan. Of course, it might be the roasting pan… It necessitated a reorganizing of Corningware Cupboard™, so here we are! I thrifted the entire pile, […]

a thifty return…

Yesterday was not my first trip into a thift store since the pandemic, but it was the first time I didn’t dissuade myself from purchasing thrifted things while keeping away non-compliant shoppers. Such a score! Gilded-edge Wexford, previously unfound, must be going out of vogue because it’s starting to pop-up everywhere. The gilded trifle bowl […]