Sunday, December 27, 2015
And I Want A Gravy Boat
I've decided what I want. New dishes. I got dishes for a wedding gift. I didn't pick them. I didn't particularly like them. But I used them. And they were very functional. I didn't think too much about my dishes.
Until Corelle ran an ad compaign that said when I said 'till death do us part' I meant my husband, not my dishes. I was 18 years and 4 kids into my marriage, and pretty sure I was keeping my husband. Corelle had just released the Fruit Basket design, and I was pretty sure (did I mention 4 kids?) I couldn't afford new dishes. And then I got a speeding ticket for driving 43 miles per hour out of South Fork. Excessive speed. One hundred and thirty five dollars worth of excessive speed. So apparently I had $135 dollars to spend. And nothing to show for it. So I spent my next $135 on 2 sets of Fruit Basket Corelle and 1 set of coordinating Fruit Too. Service for twelve, or two meals for six. And I got coordinating salt and pepper shakers and canisters and the sugar bowl and butter dish. And a tea kettle. And I added a fruit border. Because, apparently, speed wasn't the only excessive thing in my life in 1998.
Now another 18 years have passed. And evidently that is about as long as I can be content with dishes. Because now I want Fiesta Ware.
For Christmas Santa brought me one four place setting of Lemongrass fiesta ware. And I have picked out 5 other colors of fiesta ware that I want. Scarlet. Poppy. Tangerine. Sunflower. And turquoise. Two place settings of each. Service for twelve. I figure that Christmases, birthdays, anniveraries, half off sales and Kohl's bucks all considered it will take me about 4 years to complete my set. The good news is that I only need two sets to make them my everyday dishes. And I won't want new dishes until I have been married for 58 years.
On Christmas Day, on my way home from work, I was pulled over for speeding coming into Dodge City. And given a warning instead of a citation. I'm thinking that's worth at least two place settings.
Grow Your Own Tree
The Goob got his Christmas stocking when he was home for Thanksgiving. It had one small gift to open every day that he was away between Thanksgiving break and the end of the semester. Most of the gifts were edible. But one of the first gifts was a flower pot roughly the size of a thimble. Grow your own tree kit from the dollar section at Target. It was the one thing I thought the Goob wouldn't care one thing about. But when he arrived home for Christmas he had a tiny flower pot with two tiny green sprouts. Which he has continued to care for.
The Goob continues to surprise me.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
Why there is no Christmas Picture
Took this picture when the Goob was home for Thanksgiving. In a blinding snowstorm. Sent for prints to add to the Christmas cards. Lost in the mail. Starting over? Or giving up? Can't decide.
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