Remember yesterday, when I told you about the “granny chic” afghan that I found?  Well…there was more.  So much more.  They were just hanging there, in all of their grandmotherly, mustardy, goodness.  I promise…they were surrounded by a heavenly glow and you could hear…”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”  (Kind of a high pitched, open mouthed hum.  Go ahead…try it. 😉 )  Okay…so not really…but I was pretty excited.  There were four panels and four pom pommy tie backs.  All for four dollahs!

Was your grandma rockin’ the pom poms back in the day? (On her curtains…not as a cheerleader.)  One of my Instagram friends said that the farmhouse that she grew up in, in the seventies, had curtains like this.  They are so fun.  The color is what drew me in, I must confess. You know, yellow + me = love.

I usually try to give you guys crisp and clear pictures to look at.  Today, in honor of the era that these curtains were born, we are being a little foggy and hazy.  I hope that you enjoy.  They just make me smile, child of the seventies and eighties that I am.

The Mr.’s first reaction…was about like our girls reaction at the thrift.  I think that they all thought that I was crazy.  Then I proceeded to wash them, dry them and drafted the husband into helping me hang them.  (He is so sweet.) I put one in the laundry room and the rest in the girl’s room.  That evening when we came back home and the one in the laundry room greeted us, I could tell that my husband was won over by her glowing goodness.  Thank you, Grandma…for your lovely curtains, whoever you are.

Love from the seventies,