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New Dish love

Admission: I am a 29 year old adult, and I have never owned new dishes. Okay, maybe if you count the one corel-ware bowl and plate I bought last year to use in my office. But I have never purchased a brand new set of dishes in my adult life. I've made due with hand-me-downs, thrift store finds, and various random pieces.

I mentioned in my last post that we had received some dishes from one of Matt's cousins. Specifically, we got five place settings of the lovely Aspen dishes from Crate & Barrel. And, folks, let me tell you this: I am in love with these dishes! Maybe it's just the honeymoon period, but I cannot let these beautiful pieces sit in the sink all dirty. I have always been a good dish washer, but I am now excellent. Something about letting a white dish sit dirty in the sink instead of letting it spotlessly drip dry in my dish rack just galls me. So, I have been washing up every night as soon as we finish dinner.

Here's to hoping the honeymoon period lasts!

Hi!

Lucy wanted to say hi to the blogosphere, but then she got distracted by a bug on the ceiling. In fall and spring, we get an amazing number of box elder bugs and Asian lady beetles that flood our apartment. Lucy has a fabulous time chasing them, so we try not to worry too much. The only big inconvenience is that our ceiling light fixtures get filled up with fried little bug carcasses, but that's a small price to pay for cat entertainment.

Speaking of cat entertainment, we got our first wedding packages this week. Matt's cousin sent us some lovely dishes from Crate & Barrel. Of course, Lucy greatly enjoyed all the wrapping paper and bubble wrap. We are saving the packing supplies (waste not, want not) for some potential future shipping of some craft items Matt's family members are making. Lucy decided to have some fun dragging bubble wrap around the apartment, so I had to do some more tidying this morning.

In other news, Matt and I have begun to visit the gym again. We renewed our membership starting in November. We have to go 12 times a month, at a minimum, to get partially reimbursed by our health insurance. It's been good to be forced to be active. Tonight, we went to the lap swim. I haven't been properly swimming in ages, but I still managed to stay in the pool for almost 25 minutes slowly plodding my way along. It was wonderful to remember how good the frog stroke (aka breast stroke) feels. I hope we can make pool visits a regular part of our workout plan. Being active definitely helps calm my addled brain.

Wedding nightmare

I've been having a variety of wedding nightmares recently. Last night was a particularly vivid one. I wouldn't call it scary, per se, but it was not pleasant.

I still have not figured out how I want to do my hair for the wedding, so I've been growing it out for quite awhile. My hair is about shoulder-blade length now. I dreamed that I went into the salon to get my hair trimmed so it looks nice and pretty for the big day. I had some guy, and he was a trainee. And that guy had definite ideas about what my hair should look like. He also didn't like the kind of cut I prefer (a round layer), so he claimed he didn't know how to cut it. We argued back and forth for a bit, and then he turned me around so I couldn't see. Meanwhile, I was screaming for a manager.

In the end, I had chin length hair. And my overriding fear, in the dream, was that they would then curl it so my hair was just tight little curls all over my head.

I was glad to wake up to my full head of long hair. And I really can't wait for the next month to be done so I can be done with wedding nightmares. In the light of day, they are quite funny to me, but they aren't particular pleasant in the moment.