Ironstone love

I love me some ironstone!  I have no idea how it happened but it did.  It probably happened by looking at others' collections arranged so grandly.  Every auction, flea market, thrift store, and garage sales, I keep an eye out for ironstone.  I seem to be drawn to soup tureens, casserole dishes, and pitchers.  Funny thing is I do not cook anything nice enough to serve in my nicer pieces!

When I went to my usual weekly auction, I spied with my little eye some ironstone.  I thought for sure some others would think it was just as fabulous as I did, but luck was on my side! Check out all of these pieces that I snagged for $10!

Take a look at the beautiful detail on the casserole dish.

I picked up these terrific tea cups, sugar caddy, and cute ironstone cow creamers.

A little closer shot of my cows.

Finally, I picked up this great ironstone platter for $1 at the flea market.

Needless to say, I felt like I hit the ironstone jackpot last week.  I wonder if I will ever find that perfect hutch to display them in.  A girl always has to have a dream, right?!

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So much for promises

I know.  I know.  I remember that I promised to post at least once a week.  Well, what can I say but life happens, priorities change, and on, and on but I am here today.  Have I done projects?  Sure.  Do I have a back log waiting in the garage?  Sure.  What self-respecting DIY blogging gal doesn't?  Am I going to share them with you?  Of course, don't be absurd.  But before I show you any DIY project or makeover, I must share my most recent acquisition.

Allow me to give you the back story first.  You see.  Last Thursday, I was scheduled for a laparoscopic oophorectomy.  What is that you ask?  A fancy, new cosmetic surgery?  No.  Just a way to dive full blown into menopause.  Oh hooray for me.  No, seriously.  Since my breast cancer was estrogen positive, it was necessary.  Taking the ovaries out was a way to stop my body from creating that evil estrogen that my cancer really liked.  So, the day before surgery was auction day.  What a better way to give myself a consolation prize for hitting menopause at age 36 than going to the auction for some shop therapy.

Just so you know.  My surgery was "uneventful" (thank goodness).  Just crossing my fingers that hot flashes, night sweats, and weight gain will not be a major issue for me now that I am in menopause.  But hey, don't I know that things can be worse.  I will take it.  Okay, back to my acquisition.

I was determined to walk out of the auction with the winning bid.  Those poor folks didn't have a chance!  Are you ready to see the objects of my determination?  Okay...

I have a pair of the commode chests.  Aren't they fabulous?!  There is only one problem.  Both of the tops have seen better days.  So, the question I have for you is to paint or not?  I feel like they are so gorgeous that it would be a crime to paint them if not for the top needing some tlc.  But really, I am not feeling the wood with the decor of my bedroom.  So, I was thinking of transforming them with paint.

Here are a couple of inspiration pieces:

      
(above images from google images)

I would really love to here your feedback.  Tell me what you think.

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Cancerversary

February 7th was my one year cancerversary. There was no celebrations to be had. I was lying horizontal with mounds of tissue about swallowing me up. The icing on the cake was getting pink eye on top of the cold.

Now that I am feeling like I am among the living again, I have begun to reflect on this year of cancer. I never imagined I would of had to endure this so early in my life. Then I think, what would make me the exception. There are plenty of terrible things people have suffered children, young adults, and the elderly. I know when someone first gets the dreaded C diagnosis, they may start to think what did I do to deserve this. This hasn't been something I have really thought although I have had one or two wonder it to me. I can honestly say that I am genetically predisposed ( BRAC2 +). I have thought what if I ate a certain way, exercised more, but would I ever have an answer? No!

Back when I began chemo, I just realized this was my life. Life happens differently for each of us. Sometimes we must endure and live. So, I could sit here and recap this year but it is really how my life has unfolded. Life is ever changing. Life is a collection of moments. Life continues until our last breath. So, I will continue to live. I will not celebrate the cancerversary because I plan on being too busy living!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you are having a lovely day. Make sure that you are telling how much you care to all your loved ones. I have been knocked down by a terrible cold and add on pink eye this morning. My oncologist put me an a z-pack, Claritin D, and eye drops. My energy has been totally zapped. So, no projects to show. Just mounds of tissue surrounding me. But last week, I vowed to post once a week. This is my pathetic excuse for a post. Just trying to keep my word.

Enjoy your loved ones today (and stay healthy)!

 

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