My mom called me last night at 12:31 am and woke me up. Her voicemail: "Good morning, it's your mother. I can't believe you're not out and about. I thought you'd be up. Probably in bed. How am I ever going to have grandchildren if you guys go to bed so early? Get out there and meet men! Heavens! Love you, bye."Last time I was home, we had tea at the kitchen table, above. Antique lace tablecloth. English garden teacups. Pressure to have babies. Happy Mother's Day!
gorgeous tablecloth!
ReplyDeleteRad comment by your mom. That would've been a phone call worth waking up for!
ReplyDeletesweet that your mom called you before you called her :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, all! Yeah, she's the best. :)
ReplyDeletehilarious mama. and that tablecloth is gorgeous! is it a find, or did you inherit it?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cate! I do love that tablecloth. I think it was my grandmother's...? It was white, I think, but then it got old, so I believe my mom dyed the whole thing by soaking it in teabags... Perhaps I'm making this up. But she's known to do such things. And you end up with a natural uniform color that conceals years' worth of actual tea spots!
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