D Is for Desperation

De Is for Desperation

De Is for Desperation

Let me begin by saying this: I do not collect decorative spoons.

For the 2008 ABC-Along, I wrote about the cow cookie jar we bought on our honeymoon in Aruba. I briefly mentioned that the cow was purchased on the last day of our trip, when we suddenly realized that we hadn’t bought any souvenirs the whole time we were there. It wasn’t until I was cleaning out a drawer in the kitchen last week that I remembered that we also bought this, the decorative spoon.

Have I mentioned that I don’t collect decorative spoons? I just grabbed this thing in an act of desperation so that I would have some record of our honeymoon. Some proof that we actually went to Aruba, since we also weren’t really photo-snappers in those days and have very few photos from that trip. I’m sure that I thought it was some sort of ironic purchase somehow, but looking back, it was just stupid. Now I have this decorative spoon cluttering up the kitchen and I don’t know what to do with it. Maybe I should display it with my ironic collection of shot glasses.

2 thoughts on “D Is for Desperation

  1. Koreen

    Kim,

    I don’t collect spoons either – but my grandmother did. It was nice to have her recount the memories with the spoons – that being said, when she passed away we sent the spoons to the auction house. No idea what they went for, but none of us wanted them. They were her memories, as they should’ve been.

    So in lieu of photos – put in a shot glass to have for stirring a martini made using the shot glasses. Ha ha!

    Koreen

  2. Lori

    I love the idea of using the decorative spoon with the shot glasses; that way everytime you get a little looped you can have fun remembering your honeymoon!

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