Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Pink Hippo - I love him
I picked up this little jewel a few years ago. For one dollar. Yes, that's right - $1. It's okay, I understand your jealousy - it's only natural.
I love him.
I mean I really, really, really love him.
He has been sitting on top of my piano, just looking adorable, for quite awhile. The other day I was moved him to where he's more visible.
Why do I love him?
What do you mean?
How can you not?
He's pink. He has glittery bits. He has rhinestones.
What, I ask, is not to love?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I realize people think I'm a little nuts in my penchant for pink and glittery things. I do not dispute this is odd, but it just is. I have some pink vases I like, too, some of which also have glittery parts.
I even have a pink lamp with gold glittery wheat in the basement that hasn't ever made an appearance in my house. It needs to be rewired. I think it will be a very nice addition. I paid 99 cents for it at a thrift store in Wichita. Matthew was with me at the time. He was somewhat puzzled by my attraction to it, declaring it "distinctive," but not as confused as my then-boyfriend who was horrified when I asked him to rewire it. He didn't. It still needs to be done. But I digress.
It would seem I have developed an attraction to pink, glittery things. I do not try to explain these things. I just accept then.
And back to the topic at hand, who wouldn't love a pink hippo? Even without the rhinestones and sparkly, glittery bits. But this little guy has it all. Brilliant!
Posted by Patsy Terrell at 11:12 PM