Its down, dark gray, and heavy.
Sometimes life just plain sucks.
Not often, but sometimes.
So to cheer myself up, I am going to blog about my MIL
Mostly in pics.
Let's just say that my MIL is larger and louder than life.
A typical "old school" Afrikaans tannie (auntie) she's interested in everyone's business and loves to talk about the ins and outs of the lives of others.
She has a heart of gold and is generous to a fault to those she loves.
She calls a spade a bluddy shovel and if you don't like it, she surely won't care.
But one of her main claims to fame is her own brand of decor.
Briefly, it is putting everything you don't eat or wear on display.
If there is no more room, MAKE room - on top of another knick knack if necessary.
|Long suffering FIL who would love to live in simplicity.|
|Here she is in the midst of her treasures, laying it out for DH|
|This is the diningroom table. As it is. Do not be fooled into thinking this is a temporary state|
Do not think either that this lady is disorganised or sloppy:
This is how she likes things.
Everything is dusted and polished and immaculate!
|A display cabinet!|
Kinda funny - the whole room is a "display cabinet"
|In my usual seat there, sporting my not very successful new cut and colour.|