OH MY GOD.

Can you believe this thing? It’s a pyramid. Kind of like a tent. But it’s a daybed, for outdoor use. So Egyptian, so luxurious, so sumptuous!

Funny story: I always had a waterbed growing up — in fact, I transitioned from a crib directly into a waterbed, and only started sleeping in a “real bed” when I was 17. (Why I had a waterbed, I do not know — my parents had one too. Better for your back? I just know it was a major novelty among my friends.)

One of the many advantages of sleeping on a waterbed, besides the heated water and wiggly texture, was that I could easily attach my trusty orange pup tent to the bed itself. In fact, I spent a few months of my life sleeping INSIDE the tent, on top of my bed. It was a dream come true: all the fun of sleeping in my tent, but inside, with no bugs. It was like a little fort!

Someday, when I own my decrepit Gold Coast mansion (have I mentioned how obsessed I am with the Gold Coast?), I’ll stick one of these out back so I can sleep all day, surrounded by an army of cats.

Prior to the invention of the barometer in the 17th century, weather vanes were indispensable instruments for observing and predicting the weather. These 45¢ denominated stamps feature photographs of five eye-catching weather vanes made in the United States during the 19th century. All five weather vanes — a cow, an eagle, two roosters, and a centaur — belong to the collection of the Shelburne Museum in Shelburne, Vermont.

Before 1850, American weather vanes were largely the work of individual craftsmen or skilled amateurs. However, during the second half of the 19th century, factories around Boston and New York City began mass-producing them, ushering in what collectors now consider the golden age of American weather vanes. Today, weather vanes from this period are not only valuable collectibles, but also intriguing examples of American folk art.

Pretty damn into these postage stamps. Think I’ll have to pick some up!

I’m probably much too big to ride these ponies — contemporary reproductions of A.F. Ayres’s Victorian rocking horse designs — but that doesn’t stop me from wanting one.

At long last I’ve actually started using my Pinterest account. Now I’m addicted! If you’re on Pinterest, follow me (and I’ll follow you back!).