
Yesterday was my 34th birthday & I celebrated in a vintage-y style. I still had a little bit of my birthday money burning a hole in my pocket (I couldn't let it go unspent, could I???). So, I stopped at one of my my favorite antique shops and found the painting above. I love old paintings of roses. This one goes in so many rooms in our house, I can't decide where to put it. I just hung it up in the dining room temporarily so that I could get the photo. I also found these needlepoint pillows:
I don't think that they are old, but I love the roses & the soft colors. I think that this is the direction that I'd like to go in our living room, in terms of color. Of course, it is different from the french blue & yellow that is currently there, so I'll have to work around that. I think that it will work because most of what is there is soft, plain yellow, with some accessories (& the valances) in blue. So, if I change out the accessories & put up some floral prints, it will be getting there. Stayed tuned--yet another project in the works.
And, lastly, my sweetie of a husband got me this lovely vintage sugar bowl:
It is so sweet of him to go to the trouble to find something unique that he knew that I would love. I just love that he took the time to do that.
After I finished at the antique shop, I went to my favorite day spa for a facial. It is such a huge treat to go to a day spa. I only do it once a year, usually around my birthday. I've had various "treatments", but really the best part is being in those quiet, all white rooms, and having someone take care of me for an hour. Sounds a bit like a mental hospital, doesn't it? Haha. It certainly is therapeutic!
Lastly, Glenn took me out to dinner, which is always nice. Though, an amusing thing did happen there. This is the sort of thing that always happens to me (or should I say that I foolishly do....?). I went to the restroom & returned to the place in the bar where Glenn had been ordering us a glass of wine. He was facing away from me & I went up & rubbed his arm & was about to hug him when I looked at his face---IT WASN'T HIM!!!! Oh my gosh, I was so embarrassed. I said "Oh! You aren't my husband!" & luckily, the guy, the girls whole had witnessed it & me all had a good laugh. I'm just glad that I looked up before I hugged him :)
I'm so blessed to have such a thoughtful & generous family, who provided me with my day of indulgences.
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