to Grandmother's House I went... Not MY Grandmother's House, but that of a kind Salvage Chic Fan who's been taxed with clearing out her Grandparents' Old Homestead in preparation for sale of the house. She invited me over because she had a hunch the contents were right up my alley and BOY, was she right! It was like she opened up a Time Capsule and out spilled the 50's, 60's and 70's right into my lap! Or should I say, into my Jeep... the two of us got quite the workout yesterday schlepping all these goodies down from the walk-up attic to the 2nd floor apartment and then down to the front porch which was still two flights up from the sidewalk. I was kind of embarrassed to find myself panting like Duff on a Hot Summer's Day after about 2 trips. Needless to say, I slept like a baby last night. But Who WOULDN'T, with visions of THESE scrumptious sugarplums dancing in their head? This is just the tip of the iceberg... I'll be unpacking for DAYS!