Thursday, February 24, 2011
I'm a fraud.
Yesterday I wrote: "I bought a pitcher with a rooster on it yesterday, which is kind of baffling because I'm not really a rooster person. I don't fancy myself a rooster lover or collector, nor have I ever set out to intentionally buy rooster embossed kitchenware. I honestly couldn't care less about roosters."
After I wrote this, I looked up, opened my eyes, for what appears to be the first time in two and a half years, and realized I'm surrounded by roosters.
In bowl form, which sits in the middle of our breakfast table,
on my wall, hung on a plate rack,
on my counter
and WAY up high in my kitchen cabinets.
Sorry, everyone. I lied.
I'm issuing a retraction.
What kills me (besides the fact that I've owned these items since we moved here in July 2008) is that from where I sit to blog,
all I need to do is look up and to my left to see the big orange platter on my kitchen counter.
The big orange platter with a big rooster in the middle.
Clearly, I bought these items because I liked the vibrant colors and not because I like roosters. For if I did like roosters, I probably would have noticed and remembered that there are roosters on the plates and bowls.
In other news, I couldn't bear to look at the rooster on my pitcher, so I turned it around again.
I need help.
Posted by Alison at 1:20 PM