One tends to either loves/uses them or simply ignores/stores them.
I have two daughters.
One loves them and one hates them.
Like my tea parties: one attends and one would rather be tortured than come to one of my formal afternoon tea party ladies' gathering.
One daughter usually finds lovely teacup treasures -like this pretty blue vintage one - to give to me as a hostess gift....and she happily attends my afternoon teas, dressed in lace and pink and enjoys every single girlie detail of the party.
She is an apple of my eye and fun to share/show off to my tea ladies.
And my other apple, my younger daughter who just moved back from San Diego-surfer-girl-tom-boy-daughter who wears black, grey or navy almost exclusively and knows how to fix stuff?
She and my DH make plans together on tea party days. They will just go eat barbeque and test at power tools at the hardware store, or shop at landscape nurseries and laugh behind our tea partying backs at how
foo-foo chickified and crazy we other two are......
And when the tea is all over and they return from doing boyish tomboy things, they eat up the leftovers and yummy sweets left behind and hug me and help clean up..........and let me regale them with party faire.
It never fails that my sweet baby 2nd apple always makes sure she didn't hurt my feelings not wanting to attend, and makes sure I try to understand her concerns over using delicate antique china has nothing to do with me......
....then reaches in my cabinet and grabs the largest and heaviest of our ceramic mugs and asks if I would mind if she makes some coffee.......
Well I guess all this tea stuff just isn't her cup of tea.
And, frankly, I am glad of it.
What a boring world it would be if we were all exactly the same.
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