A LITTLE TEA PARTY ON A BRAND NEW TABLE

the holbrooks have a dinner table!

we decided it was time to find a dinner room table when we signed the lease on our apartment last year. we have the perfect little dining area here, so rare in the city! but if you'd have asked me a month ago, i'd have told you it honestly was never going to happen. because first i had to find a table that i liked. then i had to convince the red haired one that it was THE TIME.

you know what i mean.

here we've been married going on nine years and we've never had a table before, so why NOW THIS MINUTE? you see how that snags?

then there's the matter of the price. we had enough ear-marked that if a good table were to go on sale, we could afford it. otherwise we were buying an upper lower class table. so it became a waiting game. when a table i liked went on sale, it got even more tricky, because brandon is slower to decisions than i am, and by the time he'd say yes to a table on sale the table would no longer be on sale... aaaaand we'd be back to the drawing board.

then there were a few "sure, get the tables," followed by a few "oh gosh, but am i SURE?" followed by a few intense chickening outs.

this went on for months.

but then, i found her. and then, she went on sale! a REAL sale. we pounced.

well, first we discussed it for a week and then brandon said okay but then i stalled on it so then brandon said YOU HAVEN'T ORDERED IT YET? so then i said, I THOUGHT WE WERE STILL DECIDING? to which brandon went DRAMATIC EYE ROLL . . . and then i pounced.

and now she's here! oh table my table!

(huck is excited too)

last week i had the chance to break her in properly with a little tea party.
i got her all dressed up in my mismatched china from idaho.

our chairs are these guys.
the little sheep skins are ikea
i sort of have to restrain myself from putting a sheep skin on every single surface in my house these days.
(i don't sit on them . . . we're still in the honeymoon stage where i'm terrified of spills.)

the rug is a vintage 1950s camp blanket i found at the brooklyn flea market a few weeks ago.
 it's the perfect look, but it's not actually a rug. right? so it's completely temporary until a real rug manifests itself somehow. something i won't worry about damaging. maybe something like this?

one of my guests is gluten and dairy and (mostly) sugar free.
after reading a lot of labels, basically i couldn't find anything.
hooray for twizzlers and marshmallows and merengues, which are kosher in just about every diet imaginable.

(and how cute are jenny's girls?!?)

it was a fun night,

and i felt so proud of my table. aww, proud mama.

many thanks to mara, jenny and the komenda girls for the excuse to gussy up!

p.s. i bought these hydrangeas at trader joe's just two days before, 

and look what happened!

and what i would like to know is, 

WHY, HYDRANGEAS?

p.p.s. the left over decorations turned our french toast into quite the party the next morning.