Considering

it took me only 10 years to finally unpack my granny's Fostoria, it should be no surprise that I am a somewhat unreliable blogger, right?

But since, apparently, today is a Red Letter Day around #17 what with me unwrapping all that glass from newspaper dated 2001, I thought "what the hay"...

Mungo is a Very Helpful Cat...

Every summer when I was in school, I spent a week or two with Granny and Papa...and when I got older, Granny would let me take her Fostoria out of the china cabinet where it spent the rest of the year just hangin' about the place and set the dining room table with her good dishes and the Fostoria...

I don't know why I've taken so long to get around to this...and I could swear there were more pieces...in 10 years time, any other pieces could be anywhere...

The Hubby got that panicked look on his face when he realized I wanted to put my hands on something that was in one of the Endless Tubs in the Garage...inevitably that involves bringing each tub (you say "tote", I say "tub") house for me to rummage through and announce "No, not in this one"...why is whatever I'm looking for always in the last tub?

But I was a real stinker this morning (let's just chalk it up to hormones and call it good) so I let the whole missing Pickle Dish* go for the moment...

All of that aside, my granny's Fostoria at all set out and then it is going into our new island (dragged it home from Habitat for $30**...love it) so I can actually get my hands on it and use it...now I've got find where I stowed that cake plate...

I did mention Mungo is a Very Helpful Cat...

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*I know I did not dream up that Pickle Dish...

**and with that fantastic price, I can so give serious thought to buying that great vintage chandelier at the little antique store...