We have a full set of beautiful crystal, most of it from our wedding, that lives in my grandmother’s china cabinet. I make a point of always drinking wine and cocktails from my good stuff, but that’s not something we do very often these days.
The kitchen cabinet that houses our daily drinking glasses is far from beautiful, though. It’s brimming with mostly mismatched coffee cups and a huge array of glassware.
Our water glasses date back to my college days. I received a set of eight green-tinted glasses as a graduation gift…in 1998, 14 years ago. We’ve had a couple of casualties along the way, but we still boasted five from the set.
Our juice glasses were even older, a relic from Hubby’s bachelor days…which puts them probably close to 20 years old. Yikes!
We’d been loosely talking about getting new glasses for years, but Hubby and I haven’t been in the same china shop – one of us always home with our bulls, if you will – in a long, long time.
On Thursday afternoon, Miss Jenny was at the house with the girls. After enjoying a very early dinner together, Hubby and I still had a little time left, and we decided to browse Pier 1.
On a side note, it was a little bit surreal walking in there. We used to drop by and browse together quite often, maybe once a month. There’s always something interesting to see, right? I’m pretty sure it’s been over a year since I was there, and I don’t think Hubby and I have walked through those doors together in a good four years.
After checking out all the patio stuff, smelling some candles, and touching most of the pillows, it dawned on me: we should get new glasses!
We quickly decided on our favorites, a classic clear cylinder with just a touch of interest at the bottom. We bought six water glasses and six juice glasses. They weren’t expensive…$2.50 each…for a total spent of $30…but I sorta feel like I spent a thousand bucks (in a good way).
I came home and cleaned out the crazy array from our cabinet.
How great it feels to have invested – not just monetarily, but thought-wise – in something that is so integral to our routine, every single day of the world.