
One day [October 31st, 2010 @ about 2:30 pm to be exact] I was sitting in my kitchen with my Mum and these girls: [I had a house full of kids, for a Halloween Party, and I was quietening them down with the Charlie Brown Halloween dvd] Come to think of it, it was eerily quiet, with a dozen kids in the house...

I felt really bad about losing this piece, but I did throw it away... As luck would have it, my Mum had an exact match [well, different color] and gifted it to me! Thanks Mum! I do have a silly sentimental attachment to it!
So, considering that my Mum & Dad are wintering in Arizona, and Barry's Mum & Dad have no plans to come over in the next week or so, I really wanted keep on track, so that's my generation story! [And I do love that chip bowl]
2 comments:
How sad that it cracked! And I think it's a perfect photo for generations. Something handed down.
I have a glass platter that was my grandmother's and it cracked clean in two. I saved the pieces. I suppose I should just throw it, it serves no purpose the way it is!
So sorry to hear about the bowl! Things like that are always heartbreaking. The story, though, is a great take on 'generations.' Awesome job!
- From a fellow joy of LOVE participant :)
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