Well, kind of. My grandma gave me a set of four dinner plates, sandwich plates, soup bowls and wee little bowls from my great-grandmother (nothing super fancy, these ladies just never gave anything away). Somehow, I LOST a plate. I swear, I never took it with me anywhere and no one will cop to breaking it. I’ve been sweating bullets, waiting to be found out by grandma, who wouldn’t buy my “I don’t know where the fourth plate is” protest, no matter how true. I’d be all Anne of Green Gables with the missing amethyst brooch.
It’s been a real whodunnit mystery in the townhouse.
Value Village saved my butt because I recently found the exact same dinner plate there for $1.99. Heck, I would have paid $100 to be spared from the wrath of my grandmother, who lived through a world war, a revolution, immigration to Sweden and then Canada. She’s a tough cookie and if some of her stuff lived through all that (which it did), losing a plate in my freaking home would have warranted unspeakable pain. With me as the recipient.
Want to see this super-awesome plate????
I love that this plate looks clashy-good with the new DIY’d tablecloth, too. Happy day all around.