tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post177839441490882022..comments2024-03-26T17:55:50.539-04:00Comments on Cranky old man: THE GOOD TOWELS - a cranky re-runjoehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-13235611338362404342013-08-22T18:31:17.059-04:002013-08-22T18:31:17.059-04:00Just before you mentioned the plastic on the sofa ...Just before you mentioned the plastic on the sofa and other living room chairs, I thought about the plastic left on the lamp shades. I think my parents took ours off, but we did have our run with the plastic on the living room stuff. Funny.<br /><br />And yes, we have a dining room that gets used on holidays or when company comes; except on rare sentimental day. But...couldn't build the house without a dining room; it would effect the value of the house...right?Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08180243708565855383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-41381044698605625482013-08-20T08:15:45.830-04:002013-08-20T08:15:45.830-04:00Love this post. It is so true, and so absurd when...Love this post. It is so true, and so absurd when you stop to think about the 'things' that we, as peculiar human beings attach meaning to in this life. I came from a family of 'those are the good towels', albeit dishes, or soap, or whatever, and I like to think that I have broken that generational 'hangup' because I am of the believe that life was meant to be lived. And towels were meant to be used. Even the beautiful ones.CLRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207164054349835246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-73252144111003729582013-08-19T13:14:46.748-04:002013-08-19T13:14:46.748-04:00I have occasionally served my children & my gr...I have occasionally served my children & my grandchildren dinner with our "good" china, crystal & sterling starting when they were about 5 years old. They never broke anything, but so what if they did? They're just "things". BTW, they used better manners at the "fancy table" !!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-50472440462735632542013-08-19T12:37:23.231-04:002013-08-19T12:37:23.231-04:00sad, really. my mother saved the good towels for w...sad, really. my mother saved the good towels for when i'd visit but would use rags for herself. *sigh*<br /><br />i have waterford crystal wine and champagne glasses, but only because my workplace gave them as corporate gifts every christmas for years. i'll drag them out and use them now and then - even put 'em in the dishwasher. take that!TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-50054061302894191972013-08-19T10:56:20.536-04:002013-08-19T10:56:20.536-04:00My Mother was that way ... the good dishes/china ....My Mother was that way ... the good dishes/china .... tablecloth, etc.<br /><br />We could not go into the living room ~ off limits ~ only for company. Dad was a minister.<br /><br />She even had throw rugs over the carpet to protect it... she had bed linens, towels, serving dishes ... you name it ONLY for company.<br /><br />In her day... they had parlors ~ only for company and that was just the way it was. <br /><br />I think that's why I never wanted anything that wasn't going to be used. stuff. stuff to impress. bah<br /><br />Even as an adult ... I'm talking being 60ish adult... I wasn't allowed in the living room ...<br /><br />Mother, really. I promise you I won't spill anything... it was so pristine in there and restful but you couldn't GO IN THERE. still makes me wanna scream. <br /><br />60 some odd years old and reduced to being back to 12 each and every time I was around my Mother. <br /><br />After she died? I sat in the living room and had coffee. wasn't quite the same though. felt guilty. <br /><br />our Mothers.Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03663919207326700505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-73599351687948607682013-08-19T09:41:32.954-04:002013-08-19T09:41:32.954-04:00Somehow I "inherited" my mother's go...Somehow I "inherited" my mother's good china.<br />I have the sterling, too.<br />We've made it a point to use it at least once a year.<br />The real irony of the whole thing is GS's mother's silver pattern is identical to my mother's.(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-70383343532761931682013-08-19T09:30:49.961-04:002013-08-19T09:30:49.961-04:00We have a silver tea service that we inherited fro...We have a silver tea service that we inherited from Mrs. Chatterbox's parents. We've never used it. But we're ready for tea with Queen Elizabeth should she come calling.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-53180084163125837692013-08-19T09:23:26.250-04:002013-08-19T09:23:26.250-04:00We inherited "the glass". Cut crystal o...We inherited "the glass". Cut crystal of every description. No one wanted it. We had it appraised and then donated it to Stan Hywet, the Sieberling mansion, now a public building. They were grateful; the Sieberlings took everything when they left; we got a lovely tax write off.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.com