Sacré Bleu!

From Monday to Thursday of last week, I was house-sitting for my parents-in-law while they were away on a beachy vacation. I took the opportunity to snap some pics of some sights by their shed and of their delightful vintage paraphernalia throughout the house.

Below is a painting of my grandmother-in-law. She was a petite woman of size 20″ waist. If only my waist was that tiny, I could’ve worn her Princess Belle-like gown for my wedding (without ripping the seams while trying it on!)

I was wearing a tunic worn as a blouse underneath two pleated skirts. I was originally wearing just the shorter blue skirt around the house but decided to add some coverage to it while I was outside. It didn’t turn out TOO awkward-looking. These two skirts were actually part of a school uniform. Boy, do I remember how our old school’s skirts were almost down to our ankles!

Hubs and I are in Delaware having our own mini-weekend getaway with our chum Tim from the Air Force. I wasn’t allowed to take photos around the base (nor as expected, allowed to know certain I-have-to-kill-you-if-I-tell-you kind of information). Even so, we were psyched to be shown around his own C-17 plane (same modified model they used in the movie Avatar as a military “space” ship). I got to sit in the pilot’s seat for several minutes. It was pretty sweet.

We also got to see the mind-blowing movie Inception on Friday. Because of that, we planned on having a Christopher Nolan movie marathon. That panned out to watching the entirety of Memento and considering watching the Prestige. A really freaky thing happened to me on Saturday morning that had something to do with the movie. If you hate spoilers, don’t read any further! I had totally forgotten that I was going to get up before Virgin Fest opened their registration madness online for tickets, so I didn’t set an alarm after staying up all night and hitting the sheets around 5AM (last year, the tickets got sold out within three hours of being online). So on Friday “night,” I had this strange dream that ended in me being shot in the back. I then woke up with this strange drilling feeling in my back. I checked the time, and it was just a few minutes before the festival’s registration opened! My lucky stars. Somebody killed me in my dream in order for me to get up in time before tickets got sold out—or at least, I’d like to think of it that way for fun, because it followed the rules of the movie (that’s the semi-spoiler, and it’s all I will say). We’ll be seeing a lineup of several of our favorite artists: Pavement (reunited after a long hiatus), LCD Soundsystem, Joan Jett, Jimmy Eat World, Yeasayer, Chromeo, and Neon Indian!

In other news, thanks to Christa Taylor for featuring me in Empowered Traditionalist‘s blog. Photos from the same photoset were also featured in Market Publique‘s blog.