Wednesday, December 25, 2013

She Grows Up, Finally...

At 65 years old, I finally lost my fear of using the "good china" of my ancestors. (It's pretty and it's pretty old). I used it at Thanksgiving, an event with my friend and for Christmas. OK. This is liberating.

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