One time I went to the thrift store looking for champagne glasses but all I could find are these KICKASS GRANNY SEQUIN KISSING CHRISTMAS BALLS.
Oh hell yeah.
Sometimes, late at night, I can hear my eleven-year-old self piercing styrofoam with pearl head pins in Mrs. Densham’s home economics class.
Do you even remember when they had home ec classes? Wow. I’m that old.
So. Let’s talk about this. I bought these thinking they’d look great on my bird tree, but then I decided to not put up a bird tree this year (I’m traveling for the holidays and there are two other trees in my living room already, and I’m crazy, but not that crazy)…but the balls HAD to come out, so I’m settling for a bowl. This brings me to an important issue that came to my attention two weeks ago: The bowl thing.
It would appear that I belong to the subset of women who put things in bowls for unnecessary reasons.
Candy? Bowl. Keys? Bowl. Cat’s thyroid medication? Bowl.
This is a clip from Saturday Night Live. It’s funny. I’d watch the whole thing but I’m showing it to you because at about the 2:20 mark you’ll see Leslie Jones explain her mother’s need to put things in bowls.
Damn. It’s good to know I’m not alone!
Bowls, ba-bowls, bowls, bowls.
That right there is a bowl of candy I bought in Kyrgyzstan in 2004. You totally can’t eat it. Even if it wasn’t filled with oldass Chernobyl chocolate, it’s too pretty for me to let anyone eat it. You can eat the rest of the stuff. I’m nice like that.
It’s really hard, but I only put out the kind of chocolate I don’t like that much. Do you know how hard it is to spend money on pretty chocolate that I won’t eat? Well, it’s really hard. Also, totally unnecessary, but I do it anyway because it’s Christmas and I have a bowl problem. There won’t be room for a cup of coffee or a remote control, but there will be bowls. Happy Birthday, Jesus!
Shannon
Those balls are FIERCE….LOL…Yeah my Goodwill never has cool stuff. Maybe they do and someone else snatched the cool stuffs up before me.
aunt peaches
Yup. I was the snatcher 😉
Loonytick
I put all of our ball ornaments in glass cylinder vases and a big trivet bowl every year. Our house only has room for one narrow tree, so there’s not enough room in it for all the ornaments I love. And the balls look really nice all stacked up. I bought some really little plastic gold-tone ball ornaments to fill in the gaps between the big, metallic glass ornaments we were given for a wedding present and the 15 or 20 red kissing ball ones my mom made in the 1960s.
aunt peaches
Sounds gorgeous!!!
Jane
I feel like I should make a joke about you being a total baller, but I”m not quite sure how to make it work. Ah well.
Also, I’m a home ec teacher, and I’m (slightly) younger than you 🙂 Now we call it “Nutrition and Health Living”, “Food Tech”, “Texiles and Design” etc. It exists in a weird area between art/design and practical life skills, which makes it a pretty cool place to hang out, curriculum-wise.
Phyllis
LOVE the Real Simple magazine buried below the bowls!
Lisa
I have that one too.
Phyllis
Ironic that a Real Simple mag is even at Peaches’ house, considering….Bowls! (plural)
Amy
I totally have a bowl obsession! Nice to know I’m not alone… Ps. LOVE those ornaments… might have to go re-check the attic, I’m sure we had those when I was a kid.. 🙂
JenO
Bowls? Can we talk about rescuing rejects from friends Goodwill bags before they make it to the drop off? “hey, mind if I take this vintage Franciscan bowl from your thrift store bag? I don’t mind that chip or the long crack either, ’cause it’s still a cool bowl”. If you find a support group for this, let me know.
Lisa
Bowl-hab is needed?
Erik
Hello everyone
my name is Erik, and I put things in bowls, too!
Way too many bowls…
aunt peaches
We might need to start a support group. With snacks. With snacks served on plates.