While clearing out my Mom's kitchen over the weekend, I realized something. Maybe you already realized this. My Brother's both realized it after seeing my Blog and now it was apparently my turn. I am sure various family members are nodding their heads in agreement saying to themselves "Oh, yes, I knew what she was doing!"
I am thrifting stuff that I hadn't even remembered from my childhood.
All those green pedestal dishes I have been grabbing up at Goodwill? Mom had them. Didn't know that until Brother One started pulling them out of the 'vase cupboard'. I didn't need my Mom's green glass pedestal dishes because I have thrifted several of my own!
Those little plastic Nativity shiny brite's that I can't walk away from? Check.
Vintage Tupperware? Check.
Plastic lid-covered frosted candy dishes? Check.
Anything OLIVE colored? Check, check, check, check, check and check.
Is Olive even a good color choice for anyone else or is it my personal flashback to the 70's? I can't walk away from anything colored Olive.
I have also realized the past few days that the thrifting we all do is rather personal, isn't it? A memory that something triggers that we never realized existed but was back there in our minds nonetheless.