Fortunately, my roommate G realized it and asked about my two items. I quickly ran into the kitchen and opened the drawer of random
The pink spoon is from a fro-yo place I went with my best friend. (I have a small obsession with spoons.) The adorable clear plastic spoon is from powdered medicine which my acupuncturist gave me. (Did I mention my obsession with spoons?) The two blue cups are from the tops of medicine bottles. They weren't mine - but roommate B said I could recycle them. No one knows what the red thing is. The spatula device was just weird and no one has ever used it. The shaker top to the spice jar was one of those items that "I might have a use for later." We are unsure what the silver scoop thing with the pointy edges might be. (An eye gouge for small animals? A mean melon baller? G suggested it was a zester. Any thoughts?) The other metal clamp like thing was also purpose unknown.
So there you go! More than two items. I'll be curious to see how many folks throw away *more* than the days required items during these earlier days.
I will say that when I woke up this morning I thought about the little clear plastic spoon. I had a small pang of missing it. Are you wondering why I have an attachment to spoons? Particularly little ones? My family will understand this....
My grandmother, Dorothea Helena Fredericka Quaritius Carlson, loved Dairy Queen and similar ice cream places. Back in the day, they had little pink plastic spoons which (I think) were used for kiddie cups. Today - you might think of them as "tasting spoons" at an ice cream shop. Anyway... she had a couple in her utensil drawer and my sister and I would use them sometimes.
I find it almost impossible to resist a tiny spoon. Particularly at a fancy restaurant when they use a silver demitasse spoon with coffee. I am just tickled pink (ha!) by them. And I think of Grammy and her little pink spoons.
Yes, I can relate to the spoons and remember Grama Dora fondly as well whenever I go to DQ. I threw out a flipper and a pair of socks.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE eating with tiny spoons and tiny forks! I'm certain it makes the food taste better!
ReplyDeleteOne summer, Mom, Grandma Dora, Grandpa Harry, Melissa and I drove out to visit relatives in Iron Mountain, Michigan. (At least, I think that's where they were living then.) Every afternoon we got to look for Grandma's initials "DQ" so we could have a snack. There was a period of time that I believed it was her personal ice cream store. :)