Stuff
The latest visit to my sister's and mom's house, I came away with boxes and boxes of stuff in the truck, old funky boxes packed up with newspapers from 1985. It is household stuff, some of heirloom emotional interest, some just stuff. This morning, Charlie and I unpacked a lot of the boxes that have been sitting in the back of the truck for weeks now. Mom was the Pyrex Queen... casseroles with lids and without, and lids without casseroles; three sizes of custard cups, about 2 dozen pieces; 3... Sign in to see full entry.