( continues...) relationship with them is pretty much unsalvageable. All my dad's reactions were phrased in the negative. You don't do this, this was not right, etc.
That night, though, he told our guests I was doing a Master's, so I guess that finally sunk in.
Finally, this morning, on the way to the airport. Nearly everything came out. My short-term plan to work for Pfizer for a year and then do an internship. The fact that I'd need a part-time job because I wouldn't be making money. The loan I have to take out to pay for tuition. That a Master's is, in fact, a respectable degree that will help me in employment. For once, his tone was relaxed and informative rather than hostile and critical. He told me the $40,000 a year I heard for a temp lab tech at Pfizer wouldn't "cut it," a UTA graduate could make that. Check the interest rates on the loan. (Incidentally, he didn't offer to pay my tuition. I'd been debating whether I wanted him to or not. On the one hand, this was my decision and I didn't want him to pay for it if he didn't support it. On the other hand, that's what parents are for: to make your life a living hell and then give you money to make up for it.) Don't work more than 15-20 hours a week; concentrate on my studies. And don't skimp on food; call home if I needed it, but cut out other things before cutting out food. My parents only wanted the best for me, after all.
Usually, when I return to A2, my dad gives me some money, a few twenties. Today, he just gave me a hundred-dollar bill. I think that's a good sign, as far as gestures of acceptance go.
Also china-free. We got Williams-Sonoma Brasserie Green everyday dinnerware. It's plain stuff, white with a green border, but you don't get tired of it, and it dresses up and dresses down well.
These are the dishes that came with the BF. [link]
His mom keeps giving us more matching stuff, so we have place settings galore and serving dishes but I don't actually love them. I'd much rather have Fiestaware. I have always liked the color and feel of them and I am glad they have become so popular and available, as I fully plan on getting an entire set at some point.
Just because I'm single doesn't mean I shouldn't have pretty dishes. And, I eat off my china just about every day.
ABSOLUTELY!!! We don't, but I like my everyday dishes, too. We do eat of the china from time to time, because it's not good for it not to use it.
Our dishes are either boring(white)Although Ted from QE swears by the white dish...which made me happy in a dumb way, or mismatched with silly pictures.
I love white dishes. Our regular dishes are white. I picked white on purpose, so that I could mix and match it with other stuff, if need be.
I am amongst the china-free. Which suits me fine; I barely have space for one set of dishes in my cupboards, let alone two.
Smart choice. It's too frustrating to have if you don't have the space. In our first apartment, the china stayed in the eaves (we rented the second floor of a cape, and there was storage in the eaves). Our second apartment had more dish space than either house we've owned--huge cabinets in the kitchen, a separate pantry, and a big double door built in china cabinet in the dining room. In our first house, the china lived in the attic, but we'd take it out for holidays. Now we have a small corner built in, in the dining room in this house. My china was the second thing I unpacked on moving day. The first thing I unpacked was our books.
Hil! That's a cute cut! I love it. (Off to read P-C's grand finale).
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Thanks, Susan.
(Off to read P-C's grand finale).
Hee hee. An epic tale comes to a close!
Hil, that is a nice cut, for shizzy.
Kate has a new tag.
Well, I am done with my first week at school, and take over classes on MOnday! I think my mentor teacher is favorably impressed with me -- the kids are still making up their minds. Which is fine.
I had a minor brainstorm today, and I'm going to try to spark the girls interest in White Fang's "survivial of the fittest" idea by using "Mean Girls" clips to kind of illustrate the idea in girlspeak. Boys pretty much get WF and like the fights and gore and stuff, so I've been trying to think of a way to get the girls into it, too, and I like this idea.
I have to work at the theatre tonight, so no going out for me, but that's just fine. It's opening night, so we'll have beer and wine after the show, and I'm going to get a little tipsy and go home and SLEEP IN tomorrow.
Dude, I'm glad you told your parents, and go you for sticking to your guns, but on your mom's birthday? And then sulking all day on top of it? Geez Louise. Sounds like you did an excellent job of explaining it later on, though so they can actually understand, so that part rocks.
Thanks, guys.
P-C, it sounds like your parents took it pretty well, once they got past the initial surprise.
