It's funny the things that strike you about a person.
And it's nice when they don't label you as teh crazy.
Yeah, my button love. I started collecting them when my mother gave me a jar of buttons that were my great grandmother's. Now I have thousands, all over the house. I have buttons filling lamps and buttons in vases and in jars tucked all over the place.
My relatives even threw me a button bridal shower and collected buttons from anyone who had them. That's how I was able to make this:
The funniest button story I have was when I expressed my love for buttons while living in Sweden. My friend's mother took me to her work so I could sift through all the buttons I wanted. Sadly, she worked at a sort of daycare for mentally handicapped adults. I don't know what that says about me, that I want to play with the same things they do.
So when Sis B and I turned the corner in the yarn shop, I walked open-mouthed to the button rack. And these are high-end buttons, which you buy individually, not the card kind you get at any old store. I ooohed and aaahed, and she was a good sport and pointed nice ones out with me.
The button love is intense in our house.
Posted by Sarah at May 12, 2008 05:37 PM | TrackBack
Okay, can I be seriously selfish and say: I love it when Russ deploys, because you become a majorly prolific blogger and I get more of my Sarah Grokking fix?
Posted by: CaliValleyGirl at May 12, 2008 07:12 PMI love the button lamp. It was the first thing a noticed when you moved in next doot to me.
Posted by: Jennifer at May 12, 2008 09:27 PMMy son (4) found a heart shaped button under the couch today. He brought it to me and told me it was for Mother's Day... How sweet!
one more button story - I once had a job painting ceramic buttons. I cleaned the button-shaped greenware, then painted all kinds of things! Raggedy Ann and Andy, a carrot, a few cats, words, and all kinds of crazy things. I still have a few if you ever need some ceramic radish buttons...
Posted by: wendy's tiki hut at May 13, 2008 04:48 AMOne of my most prized possessions is my Grandmothers button box. We grandkids entertained ourselves with them for hours while she sewed. At one point, I made big broaches for all of us for one of our family reunions using some of the buttons from her buttons. Mom and I put ours in shadowboxes.
Makes me smile every time I see it.
Posted by: teresa at May 13, 2008 01:32 PMMy great-grandmas, grandmas, mom, and aunts all had "button boxes." LOVED playing with them as a kid and wish I had one of my own!!
How cool. :)
Is that an Erin card on your table??
Posted by: Guard Wife at May 13, 2008 03:03 PM