by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
But for a period of about three years, I couldn't drink tea at all. I couldn't eat anything that had any kind of acid.
That was a tough three years.
And then ... one day ... poof! My stomach troubles just ended. Yeah, just like that. And I could drink tea again.
A few years back, Mr. L bought me a lovely shamrock teapot from the local Irish store. Poor thing had to sit there with cobwebs for those three years, but then suddenly it was back in action! I wasn't drinking tea on a daily basis, but at least a couple of times a week.
Mr. Teapot was suffering from a multitude of stress fractures. Yup, like a skater who trains too much, Mr. Teapot was going to have to retire.
Ahem. So, I like to be prepared for any emergency. It just so happens that I have at least four other teapots. Of course, two of them are "good china" ones, that will probably never be used, but I also had a couple waiting in the wings that I planned to give away during Teacup Tuesday .... whenever I get around to resuming that charming ritual on my own blog.
I'm back in business and drinking my tea once more.
Do you get sentimental about cups, teapots, and small electrical appliances?
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