Tale of Two Tables, Two

I have 2 tables. (Which I totally did on purpose.)  The glass top one I inherited with My New Place, (as opposed to My Newest New Place!).

dinette chairs

And the white fold down one, I bought from DD1, specifically for this house.

white fold down table

(Please ignore the Valentine’s Day leftover tablecloth.  This is all about the TABLE!)

 

 

 

1 had to go according to Nony’s 1 in 1 out rule.

Can you believe I got rid of the one that I had already painted 2 of the chairs purple??   The table was too big for the space.  And PP and I kept tripping over those gorgeous legs,

gorgeous curved chair leg

So horribly mean, reaching out those gorgeous curls to trip the unwary!

 

at the other house.   So…… buh bye!   My friend, Kimberorangely, who took it didn’t want the chairs.  But their day will come.  Be afraid, chairs. Be very afraid.  I’m a known killer.

Funny story.  When I saw the posting on Freecycle, wanting a table, I didn’t think anything of it. I just responded that I had a table.  When my friend, Kimberorangely called and said, “Is this you?”  I answered, “Yes! Is this you??”  We thought it was hysterical that neither one of us recognized each other’s names!  (To be fair, hers was initials, with her last name.   It’s a VERY common one too!  And yes, Kimberorangely is not her real name.  But, she likes orange, and my name is Purplelinda, so what could I do??)

So, I just need 1 more tiny table, to put the modem on, before I can move the other table into it’s proper position.

Hey, I have a tiny table!

PP's tiny table

PP’s tiny table

 

Oh yeah, right!!  that would last all of 2 seconds!  As soon as PP walked in the door, she’d screech “MINE!!”  And that’d be all she wrote.  Poor modem would be in smithereens on the floor, I’d be out of Internet, and the world would end.    <sigh>

So, yeah, that ain’t happenin!

So…. still in need of 1 tiny table….   Any ideas??   Anybody??  

Crickets…….                             <sigh>

 

Aha!  Thank goodness for Sweet Friend!   He’s my idea man!  When he came to visit last night, I was on the computer, (in my Office!) and when I walked out into the dining room, this is what I saw!

tv tray as table for modem

TV tray as table

Brilliant!!

 

 

The only thing I had to do was decorate!   Thanks, Sweet Friend!  You’re the bestest Sweet Friend I have!

 

Eliminated Elephant

Apparently I am just a horrible rancheranimal husbandzookeeper, person!   I keep killing all my animals!    First the cow, then the cat, now the elephant!  (But they were just clutter to me!!)

 

plaster elephant

Blissfully unaware of his fate.

 

 

Whoa, PETA!  Before you arrest me, they weren’t alive in the first place!   Whew!  Had to make that perfectly clear!!

All the real animals from Melinda’s Menagarie  are alive and well, to this day.   (Unless the gators got one of the birds last night.   But, we won’t think about that!)

It’s not my fault that I don’t like animals.  Mama didn’t either.   So, it’s her fault!!

Killing the cow was a deep impulse, driving me to do the dirty deed.   Might have been a mistake too, I’m always out of butter and milk now!

Killing the cat was an act of compassion.   Remember her broken leg?   That’s what you do with horses, right?   See, not my fault!  I had to do it for her sake!!

Killing the elephant just had to be done.  Deaths usually come in threes, so again, not my fault.

Besides looking hideous, he was suffering from osteoporosis!   Evidence:  how easily he shattered when hurled, placed softly into the trash can!

shattered elephant in trash

The poor elephant just went to pieces.

 

 

Poor old elephant, just thrown away with the trash.   Good riddance I say!

Tiny Tackle

Remember when I de-cluttered the huddles of hangers?

Here ya go, in case you forgot.  (You’re welcome.)

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It’s hard to see from this picture, so rest assured, I’ll take a better one.  But there’s a glass aquarium inside the white bucket.

Here ya go, view 2:

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(Yup, the bucket bounced into the donate box too.  Just in case you were worried.)

Really?  The last time I remember DD1 having a fish was 4 years ago!

Is she keeping the bowl as a memorium?  RIP, little fishie, RIP.

Now we can get to de-cluttering.  Yay!!  I know you want to!

Since DD1 left it in my house, it’s mine by the rules of possession being 9 tenths of the law.  Plus, finders keepers, losers weepers.

So, off to the donate box it goes, splish, splash. Okay, that’s taken care of (dusting off hands).

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Here’s the closet after:

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The can of paint?  Hmmm, that’s a harder problem.  I really don’t think Salvation Army would appreciate a half empty can of paint.  But, who knows??  What’s a girl to do, what’s a girl to do?

Probably not a good idea to pour it down the sink??  No, I wasn’t really gonna do that.  It would kill all the little fishies.

Maybe I’ll ask our maintenance men.  Hopefully, I  can pass off the problem to them!!  (Heh, heh, heh)