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Andrew's employer reimburses for birth control every six month. What this means is that, every few weeks, I lay out about $35 and then, twice a year, I get a check for $250 that feels like found money.
So, on my bulletin board is this check, and it's been calling my name. Last night, for what reason I can't really tell you, I decided to use most of it to buy the bread and butter plates for my china set. I'm not really planning on serving anything formal in the next fifteen minutes, but we never did complete our set, and the pattern is discontinued, and I figured better we spend $185 now than more down the road. Bye bye check.
Then today, after going to the party store for some Valentine's Day paraphernalia, I was driving along, daydreaming about what on Earth am I going to get Andrew for Valentine's Day?, when
I hit the curb so hard that it rattled my teeth in my head.
I got out of the car and took a look, sure I had knocked off a hubcap or something. But no. I had torn a gash in the side wall of the tire. It wasn't punctured, but even I could see that it was problematic, this new flap. Fortunately, Town Fair Tire was nearly across the street, so I brought them the car, paid them $158, asked them to drop me off at the grocery store so I could shop while they fixed it, and that was that.
I spent my windfall twice.
Posted by volfie at February 7, 2004 04:31 PMSpacker.
Posted by: julie on February 7, 2004 04:32 PMWhat's your china pattern, Terry? I'm a china junkie.
Posted by: Molly on February 8, 2004 08:15 PMIt's Mikasa's Royal Glimmer. Andrew picked it, actually. It looks like a Paul Klee painting, kind of. But, really, I only love it a fraction of how much I love my Rowantrees Pottery, which I have lovingly collected myself, piece by piece by coveted piece. It's kind of mismatched and higgeldy piggeldy, but it's hand thrown and I adore it. What's yours, Molly? I imagine something reserved and classic and Presidential.
Posted by: terry on February 8, 2004 10:21 PMOooh, that's lovely. I love deep colors.Mine is Wedgwood's Sterling, which is rather plain, but I was terrified of choosing something I would one day tire of. I have a lot of it, and I've started to collect Wedgwood's Juliet as accent pieces.
I'm still ticked off that I didn't bid on the soup tureen in Sterling on Ebay. It's practically extinct, and even though I truly have no room to store it nor even a use for it, I'm such a compulsive collector that I lie awake at night ruing my indecision. Really, though, the bulk of my collecting energy goes toward silver. My pattern is Early Colonial (aka Homes) by Lunt; my mother-in-law's is Masterpiece by International; my pal Mary Beth's is Grosvenor by Oneida. I would happily quit my job and become a silver dealer if I didn't have a mortgage to pay.
Posted by: Molly on February 9, 2004 12:59 PMHere's a story about how stupid I am: my silver is El Grandee by Towle. It has an intricate flower pattern on the handles. One day when i was first married, I decided to clean it by soaking it in Tarn-X or something, which, of course, took all of the antiquing off of the handles. It's only now, years and years later, that it looks right again.
Posted by: terry on February 9, 2004 03:20 PMI think everyone goes through that at some point. I make a big OCD deal of rotating through the pieces I use so they wear evenly. When you only use two place settings at a time, this is really stupidly laborious.
Posted by: Molly on February 9, 2004 04:03 PMSo every time you use two forks, you put them back on the bottom of the pile? That is dedication!
Posted by: terry on February 9, 2004 04:08 PMNo, it's pathology.
Posted by: Molly on February 10, 2004 04:54 AMThat'll teach you that buying paraphenalia is: wrong.
Posted by: betsy on February 10, 2004 02:39 PM