Sunday, February 6, 2022

Sunday, February 6, 2022

Good afternoon! It’s been a welcome change to relax a bit this morning and not rush out. πŸ˜‚ Mark cooked breakfast while I dusted the house. When he went grocery shopping I washed the floors. Now it’s time to chill out. πŸ˜…



Mark hung the old iron piece above the big mirror! I love it. (You can’t see the blinds in the picture but it’s a similar pattern.) 

Sue has an old silver bowl that was our mother’s. I think it was an appreciation gift from the Yacht Club ladies auxiliary. The fruit bowl maintained its gleam over the years until it met with the Chinese drywall!!! The poor bowl turned black overnight! Both Mark and I worked on it the last couple of days … The first thing we tried was wrapping it tightly in aluminum foil, and then into a pot of boiling water with baking soda. It’s soaked in there for an hour and when we peeled the foil wrap off, much of the black tarnish came off with the foil.  We did that two more times attempting to get more and more of the tarnish off. The next thing we tried was buffing it with a silver polishing cloth. That couldn’t touch the tarnish. Then, we tried the trick with vinegar, baking soda and lukewarm water.  The bowl soaked for three hours, but really nothing else came off. So, after hand polishing again and getting nowhere, I got out my industrial silver cleaner that I use for jewelry. I painted it on with a toothbrush, and scrubbed it in with Mr. clean Magic eraser. That got the rest of the black off. However, as it turns out, it is not a sterling silver bowl at all.  Ha ha Ha. It is called super fine silver and it is a plating. I think what the Chinese drywall chemical reaction did was eat through some of the plating. Anyway, the bowl is clean, silver colored and shiny in some areas and Diller and others. However, it is far more beautiful than before! Sue liked the bowl and wasn’t about to part with it … that’s OK, we all know it’s 50 some years old. I will ask Sue to take a picture of it when she gets the fruit back in it on her kitchen table. (The funny thing is, mom would have said “oh, throw the darn thing out.”) πŸ˜‚

We were both so tired this afternoon, we sat down at 2 o’clock and fell asleep until 415. That was quite the Rip van Winkle nap. 😴 



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