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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

My "Silver" Spoon...

If you know me, then you know I really HATE admitting I am over 29! As spunky as I might be, I certainly am starting to look a bit ... more mature.

I don't recall when I found this spoon. I've had it tucked away in a little yellow pouch forever. Isn't it cool that my parents had it engraved? Or maybe it was a gift when I was born. It's not REALLY a sugar spoon, but I use it that way because I got tired of it hiding in that yellow pouch.

Can you click on the pic? I love the little AM on the clock! :)

2 comments:

Henry Swain said...

Looks like you were born with a gold spoon in your cupboard. I can't remember what it was like to be over 29. At 92 I am still struggling to be more mature. It never ends. You still have 2/3 of your life spread out before you. Lucky you.
Hank Swain

Hootie said...

Hank- It really is sterling, it's just tarnished! :) At (cough, cough) 47 I am hoping I still have half my life ahead of me. I love reading all you write. You make me smile!!! :)

Lisa
aka Hootie