CAROL BRADY WOULD BE SO PROUD

I've mentioned before that I have this 1970s obsession.  I refuse to listen to those who say my admiration for David Cassidy resembles Fatal Attraction or that I'm somehow weird for wanting to name my children (or dogs) Greg, Marcia, Peter, Jan, Bobby, and Cindy.  And so what if every time I go to King's Island I pretend I'm sitting in the seat Keith Partridge occupied on the carousel?

For someone as obsessed interested in 70s decor as I am, the last few months have been very lucky.  I stumbled on this hideously beautiful owl string-art picture at an antique store and my sister gave it to me for Christmas.  (Although she thinks the picture is disgusting, she still laments that she didn't see it first as it would have made a stunning surprise present.)

Well, last week I celebrated my birthday and my sister managed to round up a few more 70s goodies to add to my family room (which is not a monstrosity, I don't care what she says).  Makes me wanna pull out some bell-bottom trousers and listen to Bobby Sherman...

My sister (known to the Inmates as Uncle Chester) found this lovely
bit of vintage needlework at an antique store and my mother
whipped it up into a pillow.  Nothing says class like tangerine and marigold...

Despite her aversion to the colors, my sister crocheted this owl
and managed not to vomit.  (She gives the details, including a link
to the free pattern here.)

Tupperware!  She rounded up a new-in-the-bag
set of spice jars in green, orange, yellow, and brown, as
well as two Tupperware hostess books from 1970, the year I was born.

Look at the gorgeous bath set that lucky
hostess could have gotten!  And I'm wild
about that little Tupperware container key chain.
I had one when I was 12 and came home from school
to discover there was nothing but the lid hanging from
the chain.  I've mourned it for 30 years...

Oh, how I wish I could go back to my Grandma's Tupperware
party in the early 70s and get my hands on THOSE.

Another antique store find -- a book on 70s decor and architecture.
Most of the rooms are either in my classic brown/yellow/orange/green
color scheme or look like the side of the Partridge Family bus.  Heaven...

Foghorn is wild about building fairy houses out of sticks
and moss and stones in the woods.  She was SO excited
when she found out I was getting a 70s-themed one.  The house came from
Hobby Lobby, with the accessories painted by Chester.

My own bird bath with an owl on top...  Yes, there is a fowl-ish theme here.

A table and benches in my colors and a yard decoration
with a disco ball on top.

Despite my preteen son's behavior of late, which involves a lot of daydreaming about when he moves out and asking me, "Doesn't it bother you to be the worst mother in the world?", his gift proves I must be doing something right.  His father took him shopping and he bought me yarn.  Yes, the boy knows my other obsessions as well, but what is truly impressive is the one skein of multi-colored acrylic he picked out:

The Vulcan later told me that The Professor spotted that skein in the store and said, "Hey, that's Mom's 70s colors" and plucked it right up.  Makes my heart swell...


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