I just want to first say a BIG hello to my regulars.
I’ve missed you!
I’ve been off the grid a bit for a few days. Me and bunny traveled to my visit my Gramma. We had only planned on staying a week but we were having such a wonderful time that we extended our trip another week. Since we stayed an extra week unexpectedly, I didn’t have anything prepared for the blog but I knew you all would understand. Family first.
And let me just tell you – it was a great trip! I’ve been visiting my grandparents in northern California since I was a little girl. Even now, my visits are so much fun. My Gramma spoils me with all of my favorite foods (ehm the coconut cake and cobbler for those that follow me on Instagram), we talk, we play games of Scrabble, and watch Wheel (of fortune) together. Mostly, we just make memories.
This trip my Gramma sent me home with some goodies that have such special meaning to me. They are all vintage items (or just old as she would say) that I thought you all could appreciate so I decided to share them here.
There are lots of things at my Gramma’s that have special meaning to me. I was thrilled when she gave me a few of them to take home with me. I know she thought I was crazy, but one of the things I have always loved is this old vintage coffee creamer container. I can remember it being around my whole life. This last trip I asked her about where it came from. I was so intrigued to hear her say that it came with the creamer “a hundred years ago” (she likes to exaggerate). After a quick google search I learned that they were given away for a promotion. Wouldn’t it be great to get something like this when you buy cream for your coffee? Times have changed.
Other than that lovely creamer holder, I adore these cook books. One is a Betty Crocker cook book from the 50s and the other is an old cook book that actually belonged to my great grandma.
The one that belonged to my great grandma is so special. It has her hand writing in it, and these little check marks for what I assume, are recipes she liked. I can’t wait to try some of them!
Lastly, this Polaroid camera. Sometimes things come full circle. My Grandpa collected old cameras. Years ago, I never would have guessed that I would have a love for cameras/photography the way he did. I would look at the old cameras never knowing that one day I would be so interested in them. I was thrilled to bring this one home. I love the vintage look of it. I think it’s from the 50s. It’s so heavy, which really surprised me the first time I picked it up.
More than anything I love all of these things because they belonged to people I love. I love them because they bring me joyful memories.
It’s an honor to be able to display them all in my home now.
Thanks for visiting with me today and letting me share these things that are so special to my heart.
Come back tomorrow I’ll have a fresh new project to share.
Have a great week, friends.
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I totally love old items that belonged to relatives. This reminds me of some items I have from grandparents home… totally diggin on that camera too… so neat 🙂
2 days ago I sat down with my girls and showed them their great grandfather’s handwriting in a very old cook book I inherited. So special to me and now them. I noticed the title of the cook book was questionable though…it’s entitled, “American Women’s Cookbook”…we had a talk about that too ! 😉
my son has my dad’s boxing gloves from when he was a child which is kinda cool. That camera is beautiful!
I love this post!! So sweet and I love all the amazing meaningful items you have from your family. And that Polaroid…. AWESOME!!
So sweet. And your best post so far <3
Love all the memories tied up in such treasured items. Precious.
What special treasures Chelsea! I know what you mean about them bringing you joyful memories. As long as I can remember, my grandmother has always had the same music box on the coffee table at her house. Even now, living in a senior living apartment, she still has that music box on the coffee table. It’s the first thing I play with whenever I visit. It will always remind me of her.
Debbie
Like you said, not only are vintage items beautiful but they bring back memories that make you feel like nothing else can. I love being taken back to my childhood and thinking of the time spent at my grandmother’s house.