After being unemployed for 8 months in 2010, I was certainly glad and grateful to finally begin a new job in late November. Sadly, it turned out to last for only 60 days before a bunch of us newbies were all laid off en masse. So I'm once again job-hunting. I hope it won't take as long to find something this time around!
One of the past-times I was really missing after returning to work was keeping up on a lot of the really lovely home decor blogs I had come to know and love! So this past weekend I took some time to get caught up on my blog reading, while waiting for our Sunday night supper to finish up in the oven. Because I was knee-deep in oggling the tablesettings courtesy of Tablescape Thursday, I decided to arrange a cheery little setting for my dinner. (My dear husband, who was watching television during all this, had planned to eat his dinner on a TV tray.)
I wanted something brightly colored for Spring, but "hardy" to go with the very simple dinner fare. Here's my mix of Frenchy frou-frou and sturdy dinner pottery:
My unidentified white scrolly pasta bowl serves as a charger for the sunny yellow Fiesta bowl:
My Oneida Stainless in the Chandelier pattern remains our daily flatware - a gift from my dear Aunt Hazel before she passed away in 1991.
One my many collections consists of paintings by unknown amateur artists ("Sunday painters," they used to be called). This diminuitive little example has some pretty Spring colors, and the silver frame balances a bit with the flatware opposite.
The painting sits next to my only piece of Fenton glass - I decided long ago I was only going to splurge on one piece, so I made sure it was a form (the ruffled vase in cased glass) in the colors I wanted. It's only about six inches high.
A bit better view of the Fenton vase:
Well as it turned out, when Hubby came into the kitchen to wash his hands, he saw my little tablescape and wanted to eat with me in the kitchen rather than at the television. I gave him the seat of honor in front of the vase and painting, and set a second spot for myself with a coordinating blue placemat. We also each had a nice view of the Charming Farm cloche, which still sits on the kitchen table and delights me every time I see it. And our simple/hardy dinner fare? Marie Callender Chicken Pot Pies. They were delicious, and I thought the whole experience was a nice combination of comfort food on a rather dreary late-winter day, paired with a cheerful, Spring-beckoning setting.