As many of you know, recently I have been dragged, kicking and screaming, into the cyberworld. I am terrified of computers. Inside the walls of American Harvest, there is not a computer to be seen. We still write receipts by hand, because I enjoy the extra time it takes to get to know my customers. We don’t even have a cash register or a calculator! (OK – we have a calculator and a credit card machine.) Due to the urging of my friends, Donna and Lauren, I have become interested in blogging. I love people and this new form of communication intrigued me. When I mentioned this to my daughter-in-law, Sarah, her eyes lit up. We can get a "cute" computer she answered me. I have been so resistant to anything having to do with computers that she knew that a "cute one" might be the way to seduce me. Maybe they come in aqua and brown toille I thought. This does have possibilities!
Let me explain that the reason I need my own computer is that my accountant husband, Rodger, is very protective when it comes to his computer. He is a very meticulous accountant. I’m sure he was positive I would erase all of his clients’ information that he had e-filed for the 2006 tax year!
So after plying me with margaritas one night, we were off to the Apple store at the mall…."just to look…" As I glanced around the brightly lit sterile environment, it reminded me of the scene in Willy Wonka where the Oompa Loompas were all running around in their little white outfits against a field of white. Ohhhh – this is nothing like my American Harvest world of pink tulle, tarnished silver and chippy white paint. Panic set in! I would rather re-decorate an entire house on a budget of $500.00 or accept the challenge of creating a purple and pink Christmas display than to enter this world. As I looked for a means of escape, I noticed four little children cheerfully playing on computers that the store had placed on a table at their level. They couldn’t have been more than 2 1/2 to 3 years old. I’m not kidding! They’re being seduced by the dark side of the force at such an early age, I thought. Still… maybe if a two year old can learn it, there might be a glimmer of hope for me.
One computer, a printer and an i-Pod Nano later (what’s an i-Pod anyway?) I am beginning my adventure into the world that all of you have been a part of for so long. I didn’t get my aqua and brown toille computer, but it is a "cute one". Little, white, light weight and portable. Something called a laptop?
So please be patient with me ladies, as I learn to blog and share with you. As I maneuver my way through your lovely sites, I have discovered I am "home again". Places filled with glittery crowns, old millinery, vintage lace, ephemera, altered art and all things French. Thanks for letting me into your world.
Pictured above is my computer with my Initial Crown by Donna O’Brien, vintage lace, and vintage millinery spilling out of a tarnished silver compote, all set on American Harvest’s aqua and brown toille bags!
P.S. Do any of you know if computer cases come in aqua and brown toille?
































































