"I don't know why you keep the things you do?" said the husband to the wife.
Oh wow...I was amazed, a little dazed, and I have pondered on that mere statement now for a couple of days.
mmmmm...
Well..there is this old out of date wood cook stove in my kitchen. I will admit sometimes it has been a hindrance when trying to arrange or rearrange the kitchen.
but
Let's remember last year when that ice storm came through and everybody was powerless. Boy that eggs and that bacon along with the biscuits and gravy was pretty good and it did make a pretty yummy pot of pintos. I also found it refreshing when your daughter that was staying said,
"This is fun! It's like camping out."
I do have a lot of old coffee pots and rolling pens and things like that stuck all over the place.
Yes, there is that old shaky cabinet that was my grandma's. I can't seem to get rid of that old thing.
But while others are trying to get that wonderful cracked and layered paint look,
DA...DA....
We've already got it.
and
Where else am I going to keep all those cookbooks that I seldom use?
I know...this is junky..but I love this little brother and big sister.
I use to tell Hannah and Louis it was them.
I'm glad I never pulled out all those useless nails everywhere.
When you bought my that nice set of pans for Christmas( I have enjoyed the new pans.)
It caused an awful problem and this little #3 skillet that was Grandma Dorothy's little pan kept rolling out of the cabinet and it nearly got my toe.
I also liked it when Jack wanted to know if it was a real pan and I said yes and I told him that my
Grandma would often make herself a small pawn of bread in it.
I do habitually keep old jars.
I think this one looks quite nice with the flower it takes your eye away from the wrinkly table clothe.
Today I liked the little blue mason but someday it might be a old mayonnaise jar or pop bottle.
but
now this is the question in my mind:
Where you confused?
Did you not notice that screen door you just swung open when you walked into my world?
Did the lack of air conditioning and the wind from the fan leave you dazed on a warm summer day?
and with all this thought I have no apology or excuse.
Oh my...a little sun is peeking through the clouds.
I guess there's always hope even on a rainy day.
