Yesterday Holly and her hubby came up for a visit. We enjoyed a vat of spaghetti and meatballs, digested a bit in front of the TV – and then the fun began!
I had to run next door to the “storage” trailer, so I gave Holly the tour of the house I used to live in. While we were in there, it dawned on me.
They don’t have china.
I have an assload of it gathering dust.
Now they have an almost-complete set of Pfaltzgraff, and I have one less thing to move over here when we do the grand house exchange.
WooHOO!
Cool! And, sounds like fun.