I spent more time this weekend clearing out unwanted stuff in the basement. The three camping cots were donated to the homeless coordinator at work. Girly, twin size bedding was donated to the thrift store operated by a service provider for our developmentally disabled citizens, and I tossed all of daughter’s dorm room Christmas decorations from her freshman year. Then I got to the shelving where we store things from our parents we don’t use but still have.
We are the proud owners of my mother’s cut glass punch bowl, along with 12 glass cups and a glass ladle. We also have her silver service, as well as my mother-in-law’s silver service. I started to reminisce about the fancy lunches, family wedding receptions, and other soirees from my childhood and young adulthood where those things were used. I remember having to choose with care which aunts would sit at each end of the table and pour out the coffee at my wedding reception. They had to be different aunts than the ones who got to cut the wedding cake for so it could be served. Nice memories.
Husband thinks we should keep the punch bowl. I would like to keep the silver tray from my mother-in-law’s silver service and have it replated, since it is large with a pleasing design but has some of the plating worn off. I can live without silver coffee and tea pots. They just don’t have parties like they used to.
Tell about some parties you remember.