OK, I'll admit, the decor of the 70s is not my thing! When I finally cracked open my HOPE CHEST (thought I'd never get married - oh, me of little faith), it was full of avocado green utensils, golden rod and rust towels, mushrooms and horror of horrors - OWLS. Good riddance and off to the DI!
Now I meet these cute, darling and adorable fellers and my disdain for all things owl has lifted! I snapped up as many as I could afford last market and I plan to do the same tomorrow - unless, you beat me to it!