Saturday, December 6, 2008

the unspeakable happened...

Remember these beautiful thrift store stemmed crystal dessert dishes I found for only $8 ??? If I wasn't sick before this certainly pushed me over the edge, my fat kitty, Miss Sissy whom we rescued from her previous disinterested owner, decided to climb her fat fluffy butt on to my wicker bookcases where these beauties were temporarily living till I could find them a more suitable home and knocked every single one of them to the floor. One survived. My dear sweet and extremely patient husband, whom I call Mr Darcy, was in the attic with me putting down more flooring so we could store our Christmas and fall decorations in separate areas making our annual decorating easier. The sound of crystal shattering on the floor is unmistakeable even when one hears it all the way up in the attic! I'm sick, simply, utterly sick. I didn't even have the heart to fuss at Miss Sissy with my normal "bad kitty" speech. It was just too much for me. *sigh* Now if this had been my only recently purchased thrifted bargain to bite the dust this week then I would say it's been a bad week and not merely a horribly bad week but it's not. My dear sweet son who is a real Mr Darcy in the making is 6' 3" and has the bull in the china shop gait to prove it, day before yesterday he managed to knock a 3 plate holder off the kitchen wall along with the plates of course and one has a nasty unhideable chunk knocked off the rim. *sigh* Sometimes I really feel I can't have anything nice, even if it's thrift store nice. OK I'm done whining. I really am. I'm blessed and it could have been so much worse, these are only stupid possessions and matter nothing in the scheme of things. It's just hard when I'm already feeling so physically drained from work and a crud from Hades that is persisting in taking residence in my throat and chest. I'm sorry dear friends, please forgive my rambling. I had such hopes of posting lampshade pictures, sideboard decorated (albeit unpainted) pictures, pictures of something ... instead of nothing.

Ever get a song in your head that is the background music of your day? Mine is "It's the most wonderful time of the year" *smiles* Have a wonderfully blessed and disaster free weekend!

11 comments:

Melissa Wertz said...

Oh honey! I am so sorry! When I had cats, it was always the best irons that worked they knocked over You know, the ones that got hot. Sometimes somethhing more special.

My DD is not what I would say 'clumsy', but more careless and carefree. I will not let her play with my barbie, francie or skipper. They all have 1960 -1965 stamped on the bottoms. Francie may be younger b/c she came out later. I only got one of each. I had to take care of them. That is why they lasted so long.

Bebo, is a kitty my grandma made of yarn. I thought she made it for me. Turns out it has been around for decades. It was special to my aunts, b/c if they were sick, upset, what ever, this yarn critter got to be their 'buddy'. When I moved to b'ham 20 years ago, my grandma gave it to me so I would not be 'alone'. I made the mistake of letting DD have it with her plush toys. Something well made that has survived for at least 40 years fell into pieces under her care. My aunts were so upset with me.

I guess reading your post...I need to continue to keep everything up high, (DD is 10 now) in a cabinet, boxed up or put "Do Not Touch" on everything. She will not get my barbies until I am dead and gone. LOL!

Darlene said...

OH NOOOOOO.....I know that was horrible hearing all that breaking. It has been a rough week for you being so sick and your precious finds getting broken. All I can do is hope that everything gets better quickly....here are some *HUGS* and bloggy love for you! ♥

Daphine said...

Oh goodness! I'm sorry! I must say that you handled it like a pro....better than I would have done. lol!

Southern Lady said...

Hi ...

Thank you for visiting my Southern Lagniappe, and for taking the time to comment. I'm so glad it led me to your blog.

I'm so sorry about your dessert dishes ... they were truly elegant. I hope you can find some more some day.

I'm going to add you to my blog list and will be back to visit again soon. Until then ... hope you feel better soon!

Sincerely,

Janie

Jen - Balancing beauty and bedlam said...

oh....yes, they are possessions, and yes, you are blessed, but that doesn't mean you can't be completely bummed. I am SO bummed for you!!

edie said...

Oh don't ya hate days like that??? And thank you so much for the thoughtful comment today! Hope your Sunday is better.

The Berry's Patch said...

Bummer! I'm so sorry. I recently had a week where the kids knocked over 3 lamps in the house and broke them. I've managed to bend them into place but they just don't sit right anymore. It can be so irritating. :-(

linda said...

I'm so sorry to hear about your treasures getting broken. Yes, they are just "things" but some of our little treasures make our heart happy. I certainly hope this next week is a better one! Take care!

Libby@My Thrifty Victorian Home said...

Oh, how awful. I have a 18 month old, and a 5 mo. puppy. I can totally relate. YOu try to put stuff out of reach and they somehow manage to still get into things they shouldn't! So sorry...

Just Between Us Girls said...

Thank you for stopping in and sharing your cat story...sorry it took so long to come over. OOOh what a shame about the glass and plates....I had a kitten once that broke a $200 set of china...it was a very ornate tea service...so I know exactly what you are talking about...we had just got the kitten and thought about taking her back but of course we did not. Now your story of Mr. Wickham your cat was most refreshing...you write beautifully and I enjoyed reading it all. Have a better day today and every day and be well..
Also when I think of you and the way you call your husband Mr. Darcy...I think of the story THE GIFT OF THE MAGI...which you should read if you have not or read again if you have. I am going to do that...it is so ROMANTIC and perfect for a Christmas read...it is my favorite holiday story.

Pat

Darlene said...

Hey girl,

Are you feeling better yet? Just checking on you since you can't seem to shake the "crud".