February 11th, 2009

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My grandmother's china

My grandmother purchased a complete set of Haviland Blue Garland china many years ago, piece by piece at her grocery store. Several years ago, she told me that when her time came, she would see to it that it went to me, because I love it so very much.

Being that the woman who spawned me will most likely be handling what little estate Grammy leaves, the odds of those dishes ever ending up in my home are none to nil, I'm thinking. And that's fine. Especially because the local antique shop has an entire service for 8, with ALL of the accessory pieces, for a price WELL below current market on this china.

Sam says I can buy it.

Here's what this lovely stuff looks like:






















I am just.. over the moon. This china was so much a part of my childhood, nothing but happy memories associated with it, and every time I use it, even though it isn't "Grammy's Original" set, I will think of her.

Doesn't have to be the ones she actually has used for 50+ years to give me that happiness. :)

And this way, her actual set can go to one of her other grandchildren. And that's a good thing, too.

UPDATE: ZOMG! I found it even CHEAPER on eBay! WAY cheaper! Missing one saucer, but I can piece that from a replacements service! AND it's service for 12, not 8!
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Choosing joy

I've been doing a lot of thinking over the last few days. Old memories rearing their ugly heads and all that.

And then some beautiful memories popped up. The birth of my beautiful Amy. My Grammy's kitchen and her china. My sister dressing me up and teaching me makeup. My Dad teaching me the meaning of the word "love" one night when I was four years old. Watching Ethan's birth when I was eight years old. Nova Scotia and all its beauty. Meeting and falling in love with Sam.

Really, the good stuff is of so much more value.

And it occurs to me. I can choose to wallow in the filth and despair of years ago.

Or I can choose joy.

I can choose to remember the bad stuff, but not dwell on it. I can choose to wallow in the good, instead.

So this is what I am going to endeavor to do.

I choose joy.
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For those of you wondering

If any of you have ever wondered what sort of person I used to be married to, Isaac was a lot like Stephen Fowler of Wife Swap infamy. Opinionated, self-righteous, superior, and MEAN. The ONLY difference is that Isaac was kicked out of college because he spent all his time netsexing on the #Canada IRC channel in his freshman year and flunked everything.



There are five segments in all. Watch them and be glad for me, okay? I choose joy.
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EBay Drama Llama!

Some twit keeps outbidding me for my china! I've set my max bid to $300 at this point. Any higher than that and it's cheaper to get it at the antique store down the road, because there won't be shipping to pay, too. I'd prefer this set, there's more pieces and such. But I'm NOT going over $300.

On the other hand, nobody is outbidding me for the completer set. So if I win that, I'm ahead on the deal, because that completer set is at $50 or thereabouts, and just the covered serving dish at the antique store is $60 on its OWN.
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