28 January 2009

Went stash diving last night

I spent the night at my old house with my mom last night. It was actually kinda nice, because today is my parents' 48th anniversary, and I had to take my dad a card to give my mom, so I got to see her open and read it. Pretty cool. She was teary-eyed.

I was still looking for things to move to the new house. I had left a lavendar sachet for under my pillow (the inspiration for SO's gift) and wanted to bring that home because I have been restless at night. And in looking for it, I found a stack of old Just Cross Stitches and New Stitches. I sat down for a while and read through them, and found some great charts that would be really charming. From designers I have never heard of or heard little of. I even found some Quaker designs in New Stitches. Pretty cool! So of course, I am bringing them home with me. I must have them close.

I love looking at the old ads for leaflets. It really helps me add to my "must-have" list. Except that JCS seemed to put a lot of their leaflets in black and white ads, so I can't really see what the charts looked like. There's one I want with wild animals that I am off to Ebay to see if I can track it down. Of course, it's funny to think about how it used to be. How did people order stash from stores before there were computers? Did you get a catalog? Did you just trust that the person at the shop would choose right if you asked for a brown fabric? How did it go?


Annie said...

I don't remember ever ordering from stores in the 'old days'. I just went in and shopped. If I saw something I liked, I bought it. If not, I left empty-handed. There were a lot more stores, but not nearly the kind of selection we have today with the net.

Suzanne said...

Dontcha love shopping in your own stash?!

Pumpkin said...

Happy Anniversary to your parents :o)

I never ordered anything over the phone back then. It was all in the store. Those were THE OLD DAYS :o)

I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can’t be helped--Frederick Perls