The beginning trim

December 12, 2009 | Posted By: Annie | 1 Comment
Filed Under Life 

In the town where my parents moved, Salem, there is a coffee house called Friend’s. Above the coffee shop is a little antique store with old buttons on cards, lots of jewelry and a fascinating selection of Turkish pieces.  The man liked to talk, so we listened and then he gave me a stack of vintage cardboard Christmas cutouts. The edges were quite crusty with yellow scotch tape so the other day Marsh and I turned it into our first decoration of the season. For reasons beyond my knowledge, he refers to Santa as Popeye despite my attempts to correct him. I do not see the resemblance at all. . . can you imagine a Santa with a Popeye laugh? ukyukyukyukyuk. Is that it? Haven’t watched Popeye in a while. . .