The Rest of X-Mas

I ran out of X-mas crap to post. There was a weird knit hanging door knocker--or belt?--that I wanted to feature, but I can't find it.
But never fear, my mother has been busy buying up more crap. The most recent purchase was some rusty patio furniture from Out of the Closet thrift store. *sigh*. I will save that for later.
Here is a random hodge-podge of stuff I photographed today.

As I was sitting down to Christmas Eve lunch, I saw this in the corner.
Me: "Mom, why is there a shoe tree in the corner of our dining room?"
Mom: "That's a shoe tree?"
Me: "Yeah. What did you think it was?"
Mom: "I was going to put plants on it."

These are random coasters with beads around the edges. I guess they're not that bad, all things considered. One of these days, I'll do a series of all the ugly trivets my mom has bought from thrift stores.

This is the newest random stacked sculpture my mom has constructed out of a side table, a planter, a glass dish, and a vase.

So hideous. I think it's the Virgin Mary. Why does her head look huge and her neck look like it's about to snap in two?

Fresh from the Army and still in its ghetto packaging (packing tape and saran wrap), a salt and pepper shaker. My mom collects these like she collects trivets.

You may recognize the doily from previous pictures. I don't know what the glass thing is, but I'm pretty sure it shouldn't be filled with marbles and rotting orchids.

Last one. Can someone please explain what the saying on the frame means? "We can expect nothing more than that which we believe possible." Wuh?

My husband and sister think I'm being too mean to my mom and that I should take this blog down. I'm going to think about it. In the meantime, I want to take a moment to say that my mom does sometimes score decent purchases. She bought Lucy a floral party dress and a pair of winter boots from the Army recently. Granted, we live in Los Angeles, so I don't know when Lucy would need winter boots, but the party dress she can wear for Easter. My mom is crazy but she is also hilarious.

Happy Holidays!

On the Fourth Day of Xmas

My mother gave to me:

Santa and Mrs. Claus cupcake toppers
Six miniature hats and scarves
Two tragic ornaments
And a hairy golden bell with a plastic misteltoe toupee

* the picture is of my mom back in Korea when she was about twenty years old. The picture is wallet size, which gives you some sense of how tiny these cupcake toppers are. Also, they keep toppling over, which drives me crazy. Santa always ends up lying on his stomach.

On the Third Day of Xmas

My mother gave to me:

Six miniature hats and scarves (ok, I know I should have waited until the 6th day of Xmas, but this was too good to save)
Two tragic ornaments
And a hairy golden bell with a plastic mistletoe toupee

* These miniature hats and scarves came in their original packaging (c 1980), but with no figurines included. So I searched around the house for someone in need of winter clothing:

And they fit perfectly!

On the Second Day of Xmas

My mother gave to me:

Two tragic ornaments

And a hairy golden bell with a plastic mistletoe toupee

12 Days of Christmas Shit My Mom Buys

My friend Jake suggested that in honor of Christmas, I devote my blog to "12 Days of Christmas Shit My Mom Buys." I thought this was a great idea, as Christmas crap is always in season at the Army.

My mom gave me all her tree ornaments and decorations last year, much of which had been collected painstakingly, year after year, from the Army.

So, for the First Day of Christmas, my mother gave to me:

A hairy golden bell with a plastic mistle-toe toupee.