The following is a phone conversation I had about 2 weeks ago:
rrrrrrrrriiiiiiinngg (actually, when my mother calls, it does not make the ringing sound, but instead the theme song from Golden Girls plays)
Me: Hi Mom!
Mom: Hi. I am at a yard sale. You have been wanting a giant wooden fork and spoon to hang on your wall, haven’t you?
Me: Of course?
Mom: Ok, well I found one, and you know what? It’s only THREE DOLLARS!
Me: Yesssss.
She’s getting the fancy card this May. Thanks Mom.
The Pilver 
My grandma used to have the same exact style fork and spoon in her kitchen when I was little. Just seeing that picture brings back so many memories. Very cool yard sale find!
My Grandmother also had the exact same set.
I think it was mandatory, As soon as you become a Grandmother the giant fork/spoon goes in the mail.
Kristiane Im really digging your blog, glad I found it again, Keep doing what you do.
Also I miss Matt too..
The conversation I had with my mother 2 weeks ago was TOTALLY different. It was more along the lines of:
Mom: So are you wearing any of your little…. *ahem* “costumes” to this convention?
Mystie: Yeah, but most of them are just bikinis with fur.
Mom: Oh, I see. Will you be providing your own “fur”?
Mystie: *crashes**dies*
Everyone keeps saying “their grandparents”.
MY PARENTS STILL HAVE THIS IN THEIR KITCHEN.
and I covet them with all my being…
Am I the only one who grew up without relatives that owned these things?
Yes apparantly so!
Mystie, I just choked on a carrot in a fit of laughter, thank you..
You should come down and decorate my house for me. I am the queen of suck at interior design.
Never seen anything like those giant utensils. My grandparents had a kitchen witch. It scared me.
So…um…do you want to light saber fight with those things or not? Because I do.
doho, I wish for nothing less. I was in a crappy mood until three seconds ago when you posted that, thanks.
You should really put your “paper plate” conversation with Max in here. Now that’s a goodie! By the way, I was just talking to our lovely mother on the phone, and she said, “I have to go. My neck gets so sore when I talk on the cell phone.” Apparently, mommy holds it between her ear and her shoulder like a LAN line. So, for mother’s day, I am going to buy her one of those phone cushions that make it more comfortable to hold the phone in the way she does, and she can glue it to her cell. Hah! Just kidding. I am getting her something else. I love her!
Sarah