Necessity the Mother of Invention

Crying out loud! I’ve been married for almost 39 years and don’t have enough matching dishes. Is it any wonder you never get invited for dinner?
After all the planning and preparation for Easter Dinner, at the last minute, I discovered there was nothing suitable to serve the fruit.
With no time to run to the store, I started looking around the house.
Duh. . . my teacup treasures. They say ‘necessity is the mother of invention’ or is it ‘necessity is a mother?’ That’s why my teacups are fruit cups, just for today.