Thursday, May 15, 2008

R.I.P.

Last night we had dinner at Mark's parents' house. After dinner, I washed the dishes and Mark dried them. While drying them, he dropped a bowl. Well, I can't really call it a bowl. Maybe an Icon? A Treasure? A BELOVED AND WELL-REVERED MEMBER OF THE FAMILY? Hmmm....

I'm sorry to say that THE Canteloupe Bowl has been broken. The bowl that has been part of the family forever, and that has been the topic of many conversations. In the seven years I have been in this family, that bowl has never held ANYTHING but canteloupe. And it's gone.

Rest in peace, dear bowl. You will be missed.

2 comments:

Andree said...

I broke mama's Sunbeam Mixer bowl many years ago - I will never forget her tears. Funny now how a small material thing can be easily replaced.

Stacy said...

That is one HELLUVA lot of cantelope! A special bowl JUST for cantelope? Holy cow...