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Ball Jars, I love ya!

…so much, in fact, that I cannot stop buying you, no matter how many of you I have piled up everywhere.

My affinity for Ball Jars is rooted in their unprentious, simple beauty and seemingly ENDLESS utility.  But it’s also rooted in my roots:  Karrie and I grew up in Muncie, Indiana…  the Midwestern town where Ball Corporation was headquartered from 1887 to 1998.

My grandmother, mother, father, and just about everyone else in town worked at Ball Corp, and I have vivid memories of bee-bopping down the halls of those offices as a kid, and saying hello to all my parents’ friends.

Everyone I know was born at Ball Hospital.  Our tiny K-12 school was on Ball State campus.  My grandparents still have renderings of Ball canning jars on their walls.  My parents met at Ball Corp.  I played my high school volleyball games at Ball Gym.  You get the idea.  Ball everything runs rampant in our small town; as a result of which, these sparkly wonders have become woven into the fabric of my existence.

When I was a kid, my mom and I would curl up in a big afghan on Sunday afternoons, watch movies, and drink milk out of frosty Ball jugs.  Wassup, Jayne!

My dad’s side of the family, who live up in the mountains of North Carolina, can more homegrown fruits & veggies every year than Heinz has pickles.  My grandmother’s basement in Asheville is lined with walls and walls… and more walls… of homegrown goodies, encased in Ball jars.

And no.  That ruffled retro lady above isn’t my canning Nanny.  But this is.  She’s just about the cutest, funniest little person that ever lived.

My dad (aka Stevie B…  otherwise known as Big Pimpin in this picture) plants a huuuuugge garden every year…

….and at the end of the summer, cans enough raspberry jam and green beans to feed a small country.

When I went off to college, I packed up a few picture frames, some butt-ugly clothes I wouldn’t be caught dead in today, and naturally, a few glistening, blue Ball Jars to remind me of home.  For the last 10 years, those jars have made every move with me, because somehow, they always manage to put themselves to good use, and they always look pretty doing it.

How can you use them in YOUR house?  Oh, Honey.  Let me count the ways…

1.  First off, they’re made for canning.  Duh.

2.  As previously mentioned on about 105 different occasions, they’re dee-lightful to drink out of.

Sidenote:  You could even sit out {a little carafe (filled with water) + wide mouth Ball Jar combo} on a tray, on a bedside table, for overnight guests.  Like ah-ZEESE (!)

3.  They’re GUH-GUH-GORGEOUS as votives…  especially when you use oodles of them in various shapes and sizes…  light ’em at night, or hang ’em from the trees, and you’re in biz-nass.

PS: my cousin Jill went to a wedding recently, and said they had about 250 of the QUILTED jelly jars below lit up with votives, and lining the path to the reception…  Which is exceptionally awesome, because the textured glass reflects the candlelight.  Yummy.  Jill also loves these little guys as wine glasses around the house.

4.  For some very clever indoor lighting, click here for archival Design*Sponge instructions on how to make this glorious chandelier.

5.  You can fill ’em with sweet stuff, and put ’em on your entry table…  or, for those of you who occasionally wake up with cookie dough in your hair like I do, you can also sit ’em on your bedside table.  Whatever floats your boat.

6.  You could make like my college boyfriend – who was always doing something rotten enough to get himself busted – and fill ’em with flowers.  EVERYTHING looks pretty against that aqua glass.

7.  Use ’em as dirt squirts.  I saw these soap dispensers recently on Etsy.  I would SO stick these in the bathrooms of my lake house, cabin, farmhouse or country house.  You know, the one I don’t have yet.

8.  For all you crafty folk, your knitting needles just found a home…  If you’re not a knitter, don’t make that face.  Knitting is so back in action these days.  Or, just pretend those are pens & pencils, and put them on your desk.

9.  Entertaining buffet style?  Put all your smallish fixins in these little guys…  Shaved almonds, sesame seeds, sea salt, fresh herbs…

10.  Last but not least, stash all the dough you just saved by repurposing your old canning jars in…  you guessed it!  A piggy bank.

Finding a new use for an old thing – especially one dripping with nostalgia – is my idea of a bang-up time.  So if you’ve got ’em lying around in storage, dust ’em off.  And if you’re on the hunt, keep the following things in mind:

1.  Wide mouth jars are easiest to drink out of (top left).  I would not spend more than $1 each for these.

2.  For the aqua ones that are in good shape (bottom left) – twist off lid or no lid – I wouldn’t spend more than $5-$6 a piece.  The ones with the glass lids (top right) will be closer to $10.  In any case, the ones with lids make good bathroom containers for cotton balls, Q-tips, etc.

3.  Any abnormal colors, like the grassy green ones (bottom right in the frame above), or amber-toned ones, will cost a smidge more.  If I remember correctly, the funky-colored ones were either limited editions, or just beautiful mistakes.  I saw a REALLY unusual green one recently for $75.  Similarly, this one below is $45 on Ebay.  Gitty up.

4.  But, beware of the technicolor “coated & baked” ones.  You can’t put anything fun inside them, and they’re not dishwasher safe.  Homey don’t play dat.

xoxo,

Goodwill Hunting: Ball Jar drinking glasses, Wine Corks, and Big ‘Ol Frames

Last week, I hit the junk store motherload.

For the last few months, I’ve been seeing this mysterious “Salvation Army” in the distance whenever I get on the highway.  That’s about enough to make someone like me drive over the guard rails in pursuit of mothball-covered treasures.  I went home and yelped it, but alas…  no dice.  Driving around trying to find it was like looking for Atlantis.  Remember that climactic scene in Labyrinth, when David Bowie keeps moving baby Toby around the MC Escher stairs so Jennifer Connelly can’t get to him?  It was like that.  Then, last week while I was running errands, I saw a teeeeeeny sign near the corner of Ashland & Clybourn in Chicago, and there she was – down a little path, tucked behind some buildings….  A diamond in the rough.  A most MASSIVE Salvation Army.  Hallelujah.

THIS place looked like 20 bombs went off inside Fraggle Rock.  I’ve seen some junk stores in my day, and I’ve neh-ver seen anything like this.  I thought a little goblin was going to crawl out from under one of the 957 mounds of crap in there and slime me.

Albeit messy, this place is still a treasure-trove.  It’s heavy on the dishes (see previous Goodwill Hunting post on how to mix-and-match dinnerware), board games, electronics and housewares, and light on the furniture, but all at traditionally dirt cheap Goodwill prices.  Aside from the goodies-to-be-had, trips to Goodwill always make for solid entertainment.  For instance:  I was at a thrift store with my cousin Jill recently, and some trucker (40 years my senior) sauntered over, handed me his number, and winked.  Thanks dude…  aces.  Last week, the old lady standing next to me in the dish aisle held up a ceramic statue of two rabbits doin’ the nasty and went, “heh-heh (spit), look a-dem guys!”  then let out a scary, deep-throated, raspy smoker laugh.  Ya kinda gotta love it.

On to the TREASURE HUNTING (!)  Here’s what was scored one rainy spring afternoon:

1)  A couple wide mouth Ball jars for 40 cents each.  I just can’t get enough of them.  They are my favorite drinking glasses, but can also be used 1,001 other ways.  Stay tuned for an upcoming Ode to Ball Jars post.

2)  A HUUUUUUUGE bag of corks for $2.  I’ve been collecting my own and wanting to do this for a long, long time…  and now I don’t have to sacrifice my liver to do it.  (Inspiration courtesy of the genius duo at Young House Love – a blog you should definitely be reading if you’re braving any form of DIY renovating).   Tip:  Place the candle in the hurricane FIRST so it’ll sit straight, then fill with corks.  

3)  This enormous map of Nantucket for $15. Granted; the rope is a little hokey, in an “ARRR matey” kinda way.  But the print is awesome.  (Note:  If you come across any large frames that are inexpensive and still in good shape – even if they’re a yucky color – SNAG ‘EM.  The next time you want something custom framed and don’t want to spend a fortune, spray paint your $10 Goodwill frame whatever color you like, then take it to the frame shop and have them use it to frame your print.  Or whatever.  You’ll still have to pay for the glass and the matting, but it will be EXPONENTIALLY cheaper.)

Nantucket looks swell in our dining room, which has 10 ft. ceilings and not much natural light, so a bright, larger-scale piece (this is about 48 inches wide in real life) is a plus.  As a general rule, art should be hung at eye-level, and I used that rule-of-thumb when hanging this piece.  But, I know – it’s still a smidge too low.  The light is also a smidge too high, but the cord isn’t long enough to drop it any further, and my landlord had to jimmy-rig it up there.  I’ll let you know if I have any additional excuses about why my dining room is still unfinished.

Okay, one more:  please exsqueeze the sparse room and naked windows.  It’s a work in progress, and being the most indecisive person in the universe, I haven’t chosen fabric for them yet.  Below are a few in the running…  thoughts?

(Clockwise, from top left:  Home Couture for Quadrille’s “Contessa” – available to the trade.  Rowe Furniture swatch.  Pottery Barn’s Gabrielle Jacquard.)

That’s all I scooped up this time around.  A Goodwill word to the wise:  even though everything is 10 cents, it doesn’t mean you need to buy everything.  Or anything at all, even.  Don’t take home anything you can’t use, don’t love or don’t need.  But if you love it, by all means, grab it!  Then take it home and give it (and yourself) a good scrub.

xoxo,