Update: Breaking News on my fixation with 1950's

Yo Dad sent over these pictures to accompany my new/old watch crystal cabinet and my Grandma Ruth mink stole.  I am in old-time heaven.

This is Grandma Ruth and Grandpa's jewelry shop that the watch crystal cabinet came from.

Grandpa inside the store.  Why wasn't I around back in those days?!!?  I would have been a delightful addition to their jewelry store.  It's just my opinion but I believe I have the beautiful delicate wrists for modeling watches and bracelets.  I also have long lovely fingers were perfect for modeling rings up until that horrible hatchet accident that disfigured my left pointer finger (but that's a different story for a different day).

A view of the jewelry store from the outside.

And these are pictures of the mink that allegedly may have produced the mink stole.  Yo Dad says that these mink are deceased even though they look as if they are trying to chew off a chunk of his face. 

Look at what a tough cookie Grandma Ruth was---she can handle a dead mink like no body's business!

Now I can't wait to see what else Yo Bob's got to share.  His house is just like a real life "American Picker's" show.  I gotta get back over there and see what else he's got buried in his basement/closet/shop.

I was meant for a different era

This past weekend, Yo Bob gave me a new treat for my house  (you heard right Buster--he gave ME a treat)

He gave me this most beautiful watch crystal cabinet that used to be Grandma Ruth's.  It holds every imaginable watch  face crystal from the old days inside each of those drawers.  The top part of the cabinet is where they would repair watched and snap the new crystal face onto the watch

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This is the foot petal that run the face snapper-on gadget at the top of the cabinet

This is what is inside EVERY SINGLE DRAWER.

Little envelopes with watch crystals of every size on the inside.

I LOVE-LOVE-LOVE this new/old cabinet.  I think it is absolutely beautiful.    I think I was meant to live in the 1950's because I am so intrigued by all things from that time frame.

I have Grandma Ruth's watch, which I wore until I was afraid I was going to break it.

I still have her glasses.

And her pink Kleenex box.

This is her purse....

And her mink stole.  I was convinced, as a little kid, that this was worth a million dollars and Grandma Ruth was rich!

Her pink dress (which, in my mind, was her prom dress)

and the pink shawl that goes with it.

Her coat.

The toys (that can either be cute or creepy depending on what time of the day you look at them) that came from her house.

Her pretty pink dishes.

And even her funky colored dishes.

I love all of it!

So -please-  If it is one of my Friday days off and I am home alone, do me a favor and give me a courtesy call before you come over.  I don't want you to catch me prancing around my 1957 house in my Grandma Ruth pink prom dress in her cat-eyed glasses, pulling tissues from the pink Kleenex box while wearing her mink stole and working on watches on my new/old watch cabinet at the same time that I'm sipping from her pink glasses and whipping up a batch of cookies in her pink mixing bowls.  That would be so embarrassing!