Not the country, but china. As in dinner china….
My grandmother recently sold her house and moved into an assisted living facility. And she loves it! She always has visitors, and plans, and is impossible to reach now. It’s a good thing and I really enjoy hearing how happy she is when we chat on the phone. Well, when she’s actually around and can talk!
My aunts cleared out grandmother’s house, more or less. Divided up all the goods amongst the kids and grand kids. It’s a lot of work to pack up a house, especially when it’s not yours. Then they were kind enough to deliver said items to the new owners. How fabulous!
I am the proud new owner of my grandmother’s fine china. It’s her wedding china. It’s German porcelain. I can’t get over how light it is, either! My guess is it’s about fifty years old, maybe a little older. Several years ago my Mother told my grandmother that she wanted to make sure I received the china. The fact that it actually happened is amazing (there are a lot kids and grand kids). The fact that Mom was right and I’d like it isn’t amazing, but shows how much she knows me and my tastes. It really is gorgeous. My china is made by Tirschenreuth. Yeah, say that fast three or four times.
Here’s a snapshot:
The china was a perfect reward for my hard work last Monday. My cousin is on bed rest. Her mother has been living with cousin for about a month now. But, she also wants to keep a little bit of her life, so goes home or visits her other children on the weekends. To give my aunt a rest little mister and I have gone over to cousins the past two Mondays so my aunt doesn’t have to rush back. The extra day off gives my aunt a much needed break so she can do things like visit other grandchildren or pack up my grandmother’s house. Some break! This past Monday little mister and I got over to cousins house around 10 am. We didn’t leave until just before 8pm. Little mister and his cousin spent most of the day playing and wearing each other out. Cousin and I spend most of the day laughing. That’s what she and I do best together. I must admit that by the time we arrived home I was pretty pooped. Chasing around two 2 1/2 year old boys was tough work. Additionally I had to continually discipline cousin to get off her feet since she’s on bed rest and all. After dinner was over we packed up my car with grandma’s china and sewing paraphernalia. I got home and put little mister to bed. Exhausted, I unloaded my car. It seemed silly to drive around town with china in my trunk. I didn’t do much with the sewing stuff but managed to get it into my sewing room. The china came upstairs to get unpacked. I sat down and had some water. Then I debated if I should open the boxes or not. Okay, I have to open the boxes to check out the loot. That was the best idea I’d had all day! Unpacking my grandmother’s china was the perfect reward for my hard work. I admired it for a while then pondered where to put it.I do have a small house after all.
My new china found a home yesterday. Some glass vases were relocated and my grandmother’s china is happily stored next to my china. I’m grateful they go together and I can mix and match.
Now, I just need an occasion to use it. Hrm….maybe once I have a bigger table in my dining room.