Have I Ever Mentioned...

that I adore old clocks and coffee pots?  I'm sure it's a "dad" thing.  I remember our house had old clocks that dad had found in abandoned buildings and old coffee pots that I 'inherited' that he had found out in the desert in both Nevada and Idaho while he was working.  They fascinate me.  I don't think I'll ever have enough or too many.  Is it even possible to have too many?

and I remember where I got them all.  It seems once people find out you love something, they just happen to have one or two that they're not attached to and think YOU need to have theirs too.