Yay! Good news, Jilli. -Ma continued.

ETA: Oh Jilli, such good news.

I have been collecting teacups for a while, since just before I went to England for the first time in 1998. I started collecting them when I became totally obsessed with tea and afternoon tea traditions. I was packing some of them last night, and I have way too many.

My mother (and JZ's, as I recall from a time when this came up before) had a teacup shower when she married my dad, so she had a lovely collection. In addition to those, my sibs and I have also inherited her china, her mother's china, her great-aunt's china, and at least one other set that noone's been quite able to place. So the question becomes, can one have too much china?

One of the patterns that I have an incomplete (I think) set of is this: [link] , which I'm quite fond of.

hooray, Jilli's friend! That's wonderful.

I forgot to mention, I was in a meeting this morning with a client and I looked at the woman sitting next to me, and her mug said, "Wolfram & Hart Law Firm." I pointed and said, "nice mug." She looked all conspirital and said, "Oh, you're a fan!" It was awesome. buffy/angel fans in all sorts of places.

Baby has been put in her crib, instead of the playpen right next to our computers where she normally naps. She's still screaming, and we check on her every few minutes (DH being home from work with a cold), but this way it's a little easier on the bp.

So the question becomes, can one have too much china?

My mother would say no. I can attest that one can have to few shelves for one's china.

The piece in brenda's link looks very familiar to me. I can't quite place it. Not one of mine, though.

We were too counterculture to have a china pattern; this was our pottery pattern. I eventually inherited a massive service of Haviland Eden that I never use because it has to be hand-washed.

Oops. It turns out that most of the service is Haviland Paradise; there are a few plates of Eden. The only difference is whether the edging is blue or yellow. Most of mine are blue.

Jilli, that is good news!

I hate dreams that I don't need a psychologist to interpret. For the past couple of weeks I've been losing things in my dreams and falling off cliffs.

My china was my grandmother's.

And, on another topic altogether: Students, when you hit me in the face with a door, a "sorry" over your shoulder isn't enough, dammit. I want to look at your face, learn your name, and yell at you a little. Perhaps tell you how lucky you were that I had quick reflexes.

This is the china I collect. I have four place settings in it, and they don't get used very much.

And again I am lost in the names of dishes. There were lemon dishes. cranberry bowls.

And my current favorite, Pancake Dish With Lid. V. sensible.

Love the service, Jilli.

Where do you find spiderweb lace? And is there any in good (i.e. non-flocked non-printed) quality?