When I was twelve or thirteen, I ordered this sewing machine teapot from Abbey Press (who remembers that catalog?) for my grandmother for Christmas. She was an incredible seamstress who sewed everything from Christmas stockings to my mom's prom dress. (And hemmed many a pair of pants for yours truly.) She also enjoyed spending time alone, which made us close because I was (and continue to be) like that too. Anyway, when I saw this teapot, I knew it was the perfect gift for her. Almost twelve years ago, she passed away, and the teapot came back to me. Today is her birthday (she would've been 106), so I thought I'd honor her by posting a picture of it. I hope that wherever she is, she can see it.
And that she's eating too much Ben & Jerry's while binging Big Brother and Criminal Minds.