I don't know about you, but last weekend the spring bug hit me hard. And nothing says spring like spring cleaning. I know what you're thinking, but there were some things just bugging me. You know the feeling. I couldn't stand it any longer. I dry cleaned my dining room and living room drapes. BTW, nothing does it cheaper and works better than Dryel. Just my opinion.
Another thing I tackled was my great-grandmother's hutch. My Mom told me when she gave me the beautiful piece of furniture that it was the only thing that survived the Vandergrift flood of 1936. I love antiques with a story behind them. I also love the fact that when it's time for my daughter to have the hutch, she'll know the story. How cool to actually have something passed down from her great-great-grandmother.
My other grandmother also collected decorative plates. When she broke up housekeeping many years ago, I was fortunate to get a few of them. They now hang proudly displayed on my dining room wall. But I was thrilled when I actually managed to snag my favorite plate of all. The darned thing holds more memories for me than anything.
When my sister and I stayed overnight, (BTW, this is the same grandmother who had the adorable brick Cape Cod that looked like a gingerbread house), every morning she served us breakfast on these plates. I. LOVE. THE. PICTURE. I would stare at that thing all the time. The picture always reminded me of the streets of England. I look at the plate now with nothing but fond memories of my grandmother.
Is there anything that you hold sacred in your household?
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