I miss telephones.
I mean like real telephones.
The kind that had a base and a cord attached.
The kind that would fit perfectly in the nook of your shoulder as you tried to multitask without actually holding the phone in your hand. (I don’t know about you, but I’ve yet to mastered that with my cell phone!)
When I saw these two telephone tables at a garage sale this weekend, I thought of my grandma. She actually had two like these in her formal living room, but they were much fancier.
My grandmother had a telephone table near her kitchen too. It was different from the ones in the formal living room. It had a little seat on the side and resting on the top shelf of the table was a rotary phone, and underneath was all of the phone books.
I remember whenever we would order pizza at her house, I would always ask if I could dial the number. It made neat clicking sounds with the turning of each number.
“Click, click, click, click, click…. click, click, click, click, click…”
For some reason, when I went to paint these tables, I thought they’d be perfect in a girl’s room… with a zebra rug… and a black lamp.
Maybe even an antique black telephone.
Or, maybe with one that actually works.
I hear they’re coming back….
…well, maybe not yet, but I have a feeling…
When I was younger, I had a Swatch phone.
Swatch was cool back then. Therefore I was cool. Or at least I thought I was.
It was pink.
The neatest thing about it was that the base could be used as a receiver too!
It was awesome!
My best friend and I would each pick up an end of the phone and we would call boys and talk for hours.
We didn’t text.
We didn’t facetime.
We didn’t instagram.
We didn’t facebook.
I miss real phones.
I know my dad still has my Swatch phone in the attic. I may need to go get it so you can see it. It’s pretty cool.
How many of you still have a real phone in your house? One that you actually use? One that is plugged into the wall?
Linked up to: Miss Mustard Seed
PS– I used Annie Sloan’s Provence on the tables and waxed them with clear wax.