OMG! You're moving to Hawaii? ... can I have your dishes?

(Sung in Carly Simon's voice) You're so vain.  You probably think this post is about you.  Don't cha, don't cha!  For those of you who think this post is about you, think again.  You are not the only one who has asked for my Fiestaware, in fact, you are one of many!  One of many who hate to see us go, but love to watch us sell our stuff.  Yes, I say this tongue in cheek, but it is oh so true!  And, for those of you about to take offense at this statement, I truly do love you for it <3

After rehoming the pets and leaving our friends and family, parting with our belongings is proving to be a bit more difficult than I would have imagined. Based on everything I've read (tropical weather and furniture life, will my old space fit in to my new space, year round yard sales, to name a few) and the expense of moving a home off the mainland (think upwards of $12,000 with no relocation help), we have decided to sell just about everything.  

My grandmother's china will see the inside of a tote in a basement in Maine for the foreseeable future, and the beautiful Teak dining room table that was purchased over 35 years ago when my parent's still loved one another, will be staying with family.  Other than that, it's all yours!

So, if there is anything you've got your eye on that resides in our humble abode, now is the time to speak up.  Except if it's the Fiestaware you're hoping we'll leave behind.  Unfortunately for you, these lucky plates, bowls, and mugs get to come with us to experience their own ...

Aloha State of Mind