Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Things we would not allow momma to buy
So, on our Eastern Shore visit we stopped at a few places.
In Cape Charles momma was drawn like a moth to fire- to this place. I personally think the bright colors just beckoned her. Strange, she usually acts like this around shiny sparkly rocks and metals at the jeweler. It was either the lure of the colors or... she forgot to bring her usual good taste.
No, I am not being harsh. Seriously do you want this Mock-dude
hanging around in your yard??? Or the Mock-birds... or the red ... bird baths??? Do you know of any bird that would like to bathe in that? Seriously. This is not Vegas. Most birds I know have much better taste than this.
I am honestly trying to reconcile the momma I know with this person who just "loved" this stuff! I was polite about it. I thought about "expressing" my opinion by lifting my leg... but I took the high road. I walked back to the van and refused to come out. Why would I want to sniff the gaudy things?
But I do appreciate the whole idea of a postcard perfect display of "dreck" and I did allow her to take pictures.
In time the memories of the vivid colors will fade and all that will be left the pictures and the slight embarrassment she will feel at her attraction to this stuff. Think how awful it would have been for her to have to live with one of these items... See I did it for her. I do love momma.
I do think that if she wants or needs colorful stuff for the yard, we should go visit the Chahuly studio... Just keeping it real momma.
I would even agree to some wonderful Murano.
Know when to say no.