I forgot to turn on the dishwasher.
So tonight we used the good dishes. The Wedgewood set we bought as newlyweds when my husband was stationed abroad about a million years ago.
It’s a pretty set, with delicate blue flowers and a platinum rim. It doesn’t go in the dishwasher. I’m the dishwasher.
Anyway, these dishes have gotten a fair amount of use in the past 28 or so years that we’ve been married. When we bought them, John warned me that we’d worked too hard for the money to put the set on display behind glass and only take them out once a year. None of this saving for a special event nonsense.
I beg to differ on the “special event.” Any chance to eat with loved ones is a special event. Every night. Even when it’s just him and me. Especially if it’s just him and me.
We ate on them when they were delivered, and through the years for lots of special meals at Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthdays, and other milestones with family and friends.
Those dishes have also seen a fair share of homemade beanie weenies and delivery pizza.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Hat tip to my sister Christi for digging up a picture of me at my wedding shower. How old was I here? 12? Mom doesn’t look a day over 30.
I recently had a conversation with friends over a beer or two. It was a delightful afternoon full of laughter and insights. One of the topics that came up was about using social media. My friend said that she often prayed through her news feed, stopping to offer brief prayers even when there was no request for prayers. Especially, she said, when there was no request for prayers.
It got me thinking about how quick I am to repost the silly, wasteful cat memes instead of looking for something a little more edifying. About how quick I am to let loose with my tongue or my
pen keyboard instead of thinking before responding. For today, I’m going to make this pretty reminder, which I swiped, naturally, from a social media site, my prayer.
I thought I’d cheer myself up on a rainy day after a crappy week and try to find 5 high points this week. I thought it was going to be hard. It wasn’t.
1. Chocolate. In an Advent calendar. So many yummies!
2. Too many missed calls at dinner time, and finally connecting with a dear friend.
3. Watched Wreck-It Ralph. ALL the feels.
4. Got a fun package in the mail.
5. Got some fuzzy socks. Everything is better when the toes-ies are toasty.
Still damp and foggy, but it’s going to break. Funny how the weather changes :-)