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The "Oh Darn" Moment

10/31/2013

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You know that moment when it dawns on you just how perfect that thing is that you decided not to buy even though you knew it was really good and you should?  I mean it was really perfect, but you passed it up because you just couldn't put your finger on why it was perfect so you left it in the store?  I mean that sort of one-of-a-kind-thing in the thrift store that you know is now gone, long gone because someone else got it?  Ugh.  It was a rustic medium sized drum shaped faded yellow I've-never-seen-another-like-it woven basket, for $30.  Thirty Dollars.  I collect interesting, functional baskets.  And I passed it up.  Oh DARN!

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That was the weekend before last, and this past weekend as I was organizing the pantry-laundry shelving that my Hero had just installed, and deciding how to use some of my growing collection of vintage containers, I finally knew where that basket would be perfect.  Right there on the shelf.  Darn.

But the story doesn't end there.
When I told my Hero how I regretted not bringing that yellow basket home, his immediate response was, "Okay, let's go back and get it."  Do you see why he's my Hero?  Now, putting this into perspective, it was Sunday afternoon and going to get that basket, which I was fairly certain was no longer for sale, meant an almost hour long drive down I-95 in crazy weekend traffic through downtown Baltimore to the warehouse district. And he was absolutely willing to take me. Hero.

Allowing sanity to prevail, and feeling certain that my perfect basket was now residing in another lucky, and smarter, person's home, I offered an alternative. We live within minutes of a sweet little waterfront town named Havre de Grace that is home to several of our favorite antique shops.

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In the back corner of one shop, buried under several pieces of kitchenware, we found this clam basket. We had been looking for one at a good price, and here it was. Happiness.

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Another stop was an old fishing cannery turned antique mecca. A bit of prowling through the two floors offered up four vintage glass insulators.  We have a rather cool project in mind to use them for down the road.

Plus an old white column that I don’t have a photo of because it is now in the spidery garage, but we had seen it the last time we were at the shop and it still intrigued us. There is real craftsmanship in how it was made and though we still don't quite know what to do with it, this time we listened to our hearts and brought it home with us.

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And my favorite find, even better than the yellow basket, is this. Do you know what it is?  I swear, it was sooooo hard not to do a happy-dance right there in the store when I found it. And now this little chicken feeder is all mine.  Now, admittedly, my Hero did think I was a bit crazy being so excited about a rusty little old metal trough...

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Until I showed him what a lovely table centerpiece it makes.

Okay, I have to be honest here.  This was not my idea. I saw it at one of the shops at Old Lucketts Store and fell in love.  And now I have one too.  Joy.

Anyway, that's how my Hero turned my "oh darn" moment into a very special Sunday afternoon.  Oh, and he even took me out to dinner by the water before heading home. Bliss.

Hugs to all,

Cindy

2 Comments
Laura Eades
11/17/2013 10:10:54 am

Ok first of all I didn't know you had a blog. Congrats Second of all now you have to find me an oyster basket. I have been wanting one for a long time. LOVE YOUR SISTER LAURA

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winnie
11/18/2013 01:26:34 pm

I know you will find the yellow bucket again in your travels. I love what you did with the turkey/ chicken feeder!! Ilook forward to your blogs. Love Winnie!!

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    Welcome!

    I’m Cindy, thank you so much for visiting The Quirky Nest. 

    The Quirky Nest derives its name from our Realtor's query, "What are you looking for in a home?" to which my Hero responded, "Something quirky, no cookie cutter houses."  And so this little house became ours.  The fact that it came with no less than five birdhouses plus one vine-wrapped bird condo kinda underscores the whole nest thing
       
    We share our home with one large Chesapeake Bay Retriever named Willow, and two kitty boys named Finneus and Barley.  AKA, the kids. 

    I'm a recently transplanted Southerner. We're not really all that far north of the Mason Dixon Line, but there are moments when I feel a strong kindred spirit with Dorothy.

    I'm the mom of three grown sons and the grand-momma of two beautiful granddaughters. Two fabulous daughters-in-law are an added bonus. 

    I qualify for most, but not quite all, senior discounts.  It’s sort of a blessing with a curse.

    I'm a hunter-gatherer. Antique shops, flea markets, dusty old junk shops and architectural salvage yards are my perfect playgrounds.  Finding that unexpected something that I didn't know I was looking for makes me absolutely giddy. 

    But mostly, I find my greatest joy in helping others, nurturing my family, creating a warm inviting home, and adding a little of my history to the things I touch.

    My Hero and I have a very long list of projects that we are undertaking around our home.  Old houses, with their lath and plaster walls and less than level or straight anything, bring a whole different set of issues to the table and I can’t wait to share our challenges and solutions with you.  

    In 2020 our little house will be a century old.  We, my Hero and I, are working hard to make sure she is ready for the next 100 years and would love for you to join us on the adventure.

    Joy to all!

    Cindy

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