So, here's what I bought at Target, yesterday. I set out in search of the totally rocking red lamp that
I haven't yet figured out how to add a link within text or I would have sent you directly to Andi's blog via the name, above. However--lucky you--you can find the path to Andi in my Bloggy Links at left. And feel free to teach the ignorant middle-aged gal a lesson if you're on the curve. I'm sort of inhabiting a distant planet, here (obviously not named "Pluto", thanks to a bunch of nerds who recently experienced a Groupthink High) as I've been housewiving pretty much since the invention of velcro.
The dining table doesn't match because . . . well, I guess because it's not used as a dining table. Or, maybe because I'm a cheapskate. We call said surface "the work table," in its current incarnation. The shelves are my good shelves, Timmerman style by IKEA. They don't make Timmerman, anymore. I wanted to hurt someone when they discontinued the Timmerman series without informing us because I would have slowly filled my entire house with that style. They fit our needs perfectly. We said a few choice words and moved on.
I think the kid's nearly finished and my pillow is calling. Thank heaven; I really need to at least attempt sleep.
Sleepy Bookfool Who Didn't Get to Read Tonight, Darn It