Wednesday, October 13, 2010

The bright side of dusting.

I always try to look on the bright side of dusting, but when you are scouring the tops of your kitchen cabinets the bright side can be mighty hard to find. I feel like a tight rope walker as I shimmy across my counters grabbing baskets and bowls and the occasional antique from the top reaches of my kitchen for a good dusting. I am always a little fearful I will have a major accident during this precarious cleaning task, but thankfully I have managed to escape unscathed to date. I spent a good deal of time dusting this tin alphabet plate and thinking about my grandma this afternoon. I keep this darling child sized plate on the cabinet over my stove and it is one of my favorite kitchen treasures. When my mom was moving my grandma out of her longtime home into a nursing home facility she found this note attached to the back of the plate...
...obviously, I had to keep the plate and I am still delighted she wanted me to have it, but today the paper the note is written on took me back to her house in an instant.

I can remember the pineapple wall paper hanging in her dining room and how proud my grandma was to have note paper that matched her walls. The little wooden holder for her pineapple paper slips sat on her breakfast bar right next to her gold rotary dial phone for as long as I can remember. As a young girl, I believed this level of co-ordination and organization defined good taste; it was just such a grown up thing to have.

Over the years, however, the importance of co-ordinating wallpaper and notepaper waned for me. Today, I am totally comfortable scratching a phone message in crayon on the back of a Nicor bill, but for one brief moment I was back in my grandma's perfectly co-ordinated kitchen this afternoon and that, my friends, was the bright side of dusting today.

1 comment:

Mary said...

awwww, just lovely!

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