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  1. Tracy
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:14 am

    Tears! That he secretly looked for those dishes for you is so sweet!


  2. Emily
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:16 am

    Lol! This is hilarious and like my favorite story ever.


  3. Sandy
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:16 am

    So happy you are back with your “crap” tales . Grandma’s dishes are beautiful. Hope the cats enjoy
    their new dinnerware.


  4. lyuba
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:24 am

    I love you. I didn’t finish tis article because it’s long and I have to do some work, but i already laughed out loud after a few paragraphs. I will try to read it all later. The dishes are abso-Fabu!
    So beeeeautiful.
    p.s. I’ve cut open the toothpaste myself. The design of the opening is conducive to waste, I believe it could be better (in Paul’s defense).


  5. A.V. Walters
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:27 am

    I am also a craigslist maven. But only for really good stuff. Useful stuff. And…very occasionally, something nostalgic. It helps that I live in a small house. It also helps that I’m psychically attached to all things arts & crafts (not so tall as Victorian goodies.) We have been building over the past few years, first the house, and then the barn. During that time, I managed to save a good bit on building materials–choice lumber and a raft of antique lighting fixtures. These scores have put my scrounges into a good light–and my sweetie endures my fixation. He says, “No,” gently.


  6. Michelle Mattus
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:28 am

    this is the sweetest thing I think I have ever read.

    And still, not grandma’s dishes…


  7. Anne
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:42 am

    This is the sweetest story! You didn’t tell Paul that those were the wrong dishes though, did you?! (please say no, whether you did or not)


  8. Missy
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:52 am

    Love these dishes…how close are you to Lancaster,in case you need to sell them to me…😉


  9. sarah Lewkowicz
    July 8, 2020 @ 10:56 am

    Super FUN! I had to laugh at the husband banning your purchases… I was at a flea market and saw a chandelier with strands of fake pearls ( in stage of disrepair, but they had all the strands) and thought it was wonderful. Boyfriend said it was HIDEOUS and forbid me to buy it, which I promptly did for $175 , fixed it and sold it for $1500. I think your hubbie learned a valuable lesson here.

    But then again I collect too many things too but I always release something to get another “thing”.


  10. Dianne
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:05 am

    I think the dishes are beautiful!


  11. Pamela
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:10 am

    For the first time in months I threw my head back and had a hearty laugh!!!!!!! Seriously girl, you’ve got major writing chops. My mom died 2 months ago…of the virus…and then… still there’s a virus that I am totally tired of. So thank you for how completely normal this un-normal sounds to me right now. We totally live this way too only I’m the one who slices open the product because mom taught me waste not want not. And I want all my wants. May all your wants come true too.


    • Robyn Beagle
      July 8, 2020 @ 11:30 am

      Condolences for your loss. Your comment brought tears. Hugs to you.


    • Jane
      July 9, 2020 @ 11:38 am

      Deepest sympathies Pamela.


    • Tracy
      July 11, 2020 @ 5:44 pm

      Condolences for your loss. Love you are finding places of comfort. May you feel the hugs of your mother each day through the unexpected (just like Elizabeth’s words).


  12. Sandi
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:11 am

    Crapportunity. It’s your word of the week. Use it. Live it. 🙂


  13. Brunettepet
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:34 am

    Thanks for sharing this hilarious, heart warming story! I am going to try the Jedi mind trick that is the crap I.O.U. on the mister. Wish me luck!


  14. Violet
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:36 am

    Personally, I think Paul’s guilt dishes are even better than grandma’s dishes. Thank you, for sharing such a sweet story.


    • Janet Robinson
      July 8, 2020 @ 6:08 pm

      Me too! I love them!


  15. Toni
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:41 am

    I’ve missed your posts so much…..even more now that we are living these weird days. We NEED your humor like you need CRAP! Besides, I’m dying to know the status of your kitchen remodel!


  16. Camille
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:47 am

    I roared. Mostly because Paul sounds exactly like my husband!


  17. Teresa
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:49 am

    Too sweet!


  18. emily
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:53 am

    Oh my goodness, this post is my favorite thing on the internets! Bless you for putting a smile on my face this morning!


  19. Lisa D.
    July 8, 2020 @ 11:57 am

    Sweet story and the dishes are charming.


  20. dux
    July 8, 2020 @ 12:07 pm

    Guess what? A few years ago in the Montreal airport my 20+ year-old beloved London Underground washcloth was left behind, only discovered on the plane home that I no longer had my wipe-kids’-face-cloth which I’d bought while an undergrad on a weekend trip to London in the previous millennium. My husband knows I am (too) sentimental and searched, searched online for it but either it’s no longer made or simply not sold online.

    We were to have gone to London for spring break this year but … cv19, so no looking in person. Instead, for mothers day he gave me SIX London Underground washcloths he’d had made, found someone on etsy who would make them.

    I love his effort infinitely more than I ever loved or could ever mourn that old washcloth. But I’ll tell you, I have been painfully careful with the embroidered tenugui I got at the Museum Ghibli (which we visited on my youngest’s 12th birthday), even though I don’t care one whit for those movies but don’t want to be the upset adult, again, about losing a washcloth ….


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