These are seven of my favorite things around our house. If we ever have a fire, I’ll be huffing black smoke while I unscrew this light fixture from the dining room ceiling. My mom gave it to us as a gift the first year we lived in our current house. I think it fits perfectly in our 1920’s brick Colonial.
I found these four matching milk bottles (below) at the Brass Armadillo Antique Mall, just outside of Omaha on a shopping trip with my sister, Susan. They say “Butterfield Baby Top” under the neck.
Her name is Kim. She’s our Jetson’s-esque talking robotic clock. I bought her at a quirky, cool shop called “The Afternoon.” Push her nose and she says the time while her eyes light up red. Hold it down and she’ll “cock-a-doodle-doo.” I have her set to chime on the hour. One night Chris walked by just as her eyes lit up and she began to announce the time. He almost shat his pants.
Far Left: Chris’ childhood “Where the Wild Things Are” doll. Center: Sock Monkey, made by my mom in the 80’s. Right: Another vintage doll of Chris’–“Super Teddy.”
Oh. Em. Gee. Layla has had this bag (right) for at least five years but I still can’t get over it. Parasite Pals featuring Holly Hostess. Caption says, “My cozy friends are always much close to me.”
Ashtray designed by Japanese artist Yoshitomo Nara. A gift from my sister. I don’t smoke cigarettes so I display it on a plate holder. Features a precious smoking girl and the words, “Too Young To Die” along the rim.
And finally, Piper’s Animal Butt Magnets.