Samira wrote:
Moe wrote:
It's also not easy for a kid to get in to a locked desk drawer.
Ahaha. Wait til yours are a little older before you say that.
Wow, that brought back a really buried visceral memory. Being pretty young, and into the desk-and-chest-of-drawers dismantling stage. The memory of the smell of wood, and the look of different joins, and finding the zig-zag joins curious. Pushing in draw bases, and forcing the old lock on one of the bureau doors that didn't really work well any more. I think my sister inherited that bureau. Ha ha, sucker.
There were a lot of mismatched glasses in that bureau, and I loved the little sherry glasses, so dainty and pretty. And curious shallow, wide glasses on stems. My mother said that they were an old design of champaigne glasses, and the design of the bowl part was modelled on Marie Antoinette's breasts. I loved things Mum told me when I was a little girl.
The willow pattern china was kept in there too. Mum tried to sell it off in a garage sale last year, and my sister swooped in and rescued it, thank god. How could she get rid of the willow pattern china??? It was so staid and old fashioned and boring when I was young, and so precious and redolent of memories when I was older.
Edited, Feb 26th 2010 7:17am by Aripyanfar