Wordless Wednesday :: text your mother

Photo courtesy Senior Airman Kevin Crigger USAF

Project perfume-bottle vase

You know how I am about glass.

It's nearly unheard of that I throw away anything made of glass.

I have dozens of those lids that go on jar candles. Dozens. They make good paperweights.

Also did you know they fit perfectly into the top of wide-mouth mason jars?

Well they do.

Meanwhile I must force myself to toss pickle jars into the recycling bin.

Anyway on my dresser have been for years several empty perfume bottles.

I cannot throw them away, not ever, do not ask or even think it. I can barely throw away the boxes they came in, and as often as not, I don't.

But that's another blog post entirely.

So the other day Erica and I were paddling around in the pool and she told me she'd seen on Pinterest where people took the atomizers off their old perfume bottles and used the glass part as a bud vase.

Oh.

So this morning, a cloudy semi-rainy Monday when my TG was in and out of the house running errands, at one point when he was in the house, I rounded up my empties and mentioned that I may need a pair of pliers.

Twenty minutes later my gallant beloved presented me with four bottles, atomizer-free.

He only broke one, and I'm sure it wasn't his fault, and even though it was my only empty Chanel bottle I am not bitter.

He said: "We can always buy you another."

*twinkle*

Plus which I have another very-nearly-empty one and now that TG is an expert on removing the atomizers, I'm sure we will have no more beheaded bottles.

Now I don't pretend to tell you how to get the crimped-on atomizers off easily. 

Because like I said, I didn't do it.

But I'm sure you can hurt yourself if you're not careful so if you attempt this, do watch out because I don't need your three-fingered right hand on my conscience.

So then the fragrances trapped inside, those last drops unreachable by the little plastic straw threaded through to the nozzle, burst into the room.

And I was transported to 1984 by the scent of Magie Noire, because it was while on a trip to North Carolina in the summer of that year, that TG bought me my first of many bottles of that fragrance.

Then I got a whiff of Jo Malone Grapefruit, an enchanting concoction I doubt I'll ever wear again, but which bottle I treasure because it was a gift from Audrey after she'd gone on a business trip to Chicago in 2009.

I still have the box, too, and the expensive-looking bag it came in.

The Ralph Lauren Romance bottle has such a charming crystalline heft, such a classic vibe, that I still think it's funny I cannot actually wear that fragrance. I sprayed the whole bottle -- over a period of years -- into the air in my room.

Any Chanel perfume bottle is elegant beyond description so I will not try. All you have to do is look.

I had to beg flowers from the neighbor -- no, not Bothertons, but our excellent nabes from across the street, the ones whose tree fell on TG's truck three years ago -- bygones -- because nary a petal is on display in my entire yard.

So there you have it, a project ideal for someone un-crafty, not quite a hoarder, one who cannot be trusted with pliers but who is fortunate enough to have a sweetheart who wielded them for me, and made me happy in the process.

And that is all for now.

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Happy Monday ~ Happy Week

SkyWatch Friday :: Dialogs

Does anybody besides me see Lyle Lovett up there?

No; I'm not a fan. But I still see him.

He's in profile, looking off to the left.

Having what appears to be a normal hair day (for him).

In other sky news, has anyone noticed the dialog clouds tend to have with their surroundings?

Like for example, the one above that, in form if not function, seems to be taking style cues from the pine tree.

Maybe it's all in my head. What say you?

And then there are the clouds that seem to be working together.

As in, forming themselves into pieces that -- if all goes as planned -- fit like a puzzle.

I don't know but I see it a lot.

Because I'm always looking up.

And that is all for now.

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Happy Friday ~ Happy Weekend

Wordless Wednesday :: arm candy