I don’t think it’s too late to give/receive this utilitarian/decorative teatowel/calendar.
Stuffing clean dish towels into our kitchen drawer, I realize that there are certain things I will never need to buy or receive again in this lifetime – tea towels being one of them – and a ping of sadness registers in the homemaking heart valve. My inner Danish immigrant/ Wisconsin homesteader counsels against discarding perfectly good pieces of utilia such as discolored but intact dish towels in favor of the new and shiny. Have I not evolved beyond the lip-pursing, silent-agenda-screaming, vise-tight legacy of my ancestors? In the middle of the night, no. First thing on a fresh morning? Toss me that shiny new tea towel so I can dry these champagne flutes, would ya baby?!
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Thank you, Vintage Planet Janet!
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