Showing posts with label Boston Warehouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boston Warehouse. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

And the Menagerie Grows



There's always room for a new friend or two at our zoo. Can you spot the newcomers here? (Psst: It's the elephant and the little ladybug on the green leaf.) :)

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Some Additions to the Animal House Family





On Monday I came home from work to find two new Animal House friends waiting for me on the kitchen table: the peacock dustpan and the snail tape dispenser. (The bumblebee scrubber is pictured also because I don't remember if I posted him yet. And even if I did, he's cute enough to be pictured twice!) I immediately carved out a place for them among the others on my kitchen shelf, delighted by the burst of color they lent to the already-bright display. That bf, he's just full of surprises. Want to start your own zoo? Google Boston Warehouse Web to get started.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

My Personal Zoo




You didn't think I was talking about actual animals, did you? (I'm not an animal person. I probably shouldn't admit this in print, for fear of alienating myself from future customers. Even in everyday conversation I can sense people backing away slowly when I admit that I don't have any pets.)

These colorful little gadgets come from the Boston Warehouse Animal House collection, which can be purchased in bits and pieces from Target and Ace Hardware. For the complete collection, Google Boston Warehouse.

The bf and I don't use them -- oh, no. They're strictly for show. My favorite is the warthog vegetable scrubber (that green and yellow guy with the crazy hair). There are still many pieces that we'd both like to add to the menagerie. (My vote for the next purchase is the peacock dustpan and brush. I think the bf prefers the walrus mini sweep). The bf painted the cabinets and shelf interior himself (he is, after all, a painter), using crayon box brights. He can't believe that I've waited until now to blog about it. I think that was a gentle dig at me for blogging about, well, everything, but I'm willing to let it slide.