My Excuse Is -- It's Friday And I Am Not Responsible

There I was this morning, with my paltry collection of roosters, snapping glamour shots of the faux fowl that call That Old House home.

I planned on joining in on the Show Us Your Roosters blog party. However, I had neglected to sign up for it ahead of time.
As Homer Simpson would say, "Doh!"

This is also why I never participate in Pink Saturday; I never think to plan ahead!

Second snafu: Howard worked from home today, meaning I didn't have access to my desktop computer, and after Howard had to re-do his security clearances following my last apparently indiscreet use of the laptop, I was banished from LapTopLand.

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So now it is after 6 in the evening. There are potatoes baking in the oven, zucchini on the grill, a couple of steaks marinating, and Howard has finished his work. I am back at the computer.

Here come the Roosters, party or not!

OK, slight cheating here. A couple of these are chickens.
The tiny blue glass chicken is from Anne; she bought it in England for me, back in June.

The pink and blue chicken is by far the oldest of this group;
my Aunt Lillian gave it to me many years ago, when I was very small and fell in love with it.

I am pretty sure that all the rest of the critters were my Mother's. She had a passion for roosters.
Chickens, not so much. She always preferred men to women.

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And ... you may remember this bed, in this room. It is a Craigslist bargain rice-carved four-poster, in our pink guest room,
and it is sporting a white matelasse coverlet.

I like the coverlet, but I acknowledge that it is not a good matelasse spread.
It was born cheap, wrong side of the tracks and all that.
Flimsy. No backbone. Easily swayed . . . .

As opposed to this matelasse coverlet, the star of the following mosaic:

Same subject, below, but different collage sizing.
I am playing with the Picasa collage program, and want to see what the different sizes look like on the blog.
Sorry. You are my guinea pigs.

Anyway -- this matelasse coverlet is an Ebay score of mine. It is a twin sized spread from Peacock Alley, in perfect condition, and probably cost a couple of hundred dollars new. It's elaborate and gorgeous and I got it for $30.

High-fives all around, ladies!

It's going to go in our third guest room, the cell that Annie has vacated.
That's among our fall projects -- painting and fixing that tiny bedroom and its attached sitting room.

And now I have spent enough time at the computer that Howard gave up on me, and finished cooking dinner himself. Maybe I can plan ahead, after all. . . . -- Cass