I really want to be Tim's *wife* (I couldn't care less about a wedding, for reals), but I have to admit that part of me wants to get married to get new stuff that matches. Plates that match! And don't have cracks up the middle! Towels without stains of dubious origin! An espresso machine that blow-dries my hair!
The newness wears off sooner than expected, and you're back to towels with stains of dubious origin again.
We do still use our flatware. That's held up pretty well. The glasses we got are long since binned. The formal china comes out twice a year at most, and has to be stored.
The espresso machine never did double as a blow dryer.
I think it's pretty damn cool!
Thanks! It
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pretty damn cool. Although I keep on having to remind myself I'm in a relationship--occasionally I slip back into thinking, "I'll never be in a relationship" before going, "WTF? Why am I still feeling that?" Just so used to that mode of thinking, I guess.
The newness wears off sooner than expected, and you're back to towels with stains of dubious origin again.
We do still use our flatware. That's held up pretty well. The glasses we got are long since binned. The formal china comes out twice a year at most, and has to be stored.
Well, I have no desire for formal china, but new stuff sounds keen and fluffy.
The espresso machine never did double as a blow dryer.
Dang. I was hoping it wasn't a myth. Well, maybe just a Keurig, then.
Although I keep on having to remind myself I'm in a relationship--occasionally I slip back into thinking, "I'll never be in a relationship" before going, "WTF? Why am I still feeling that?" Just so used to that mode of thinking, I guess.
I anticipate that same sort of feeling if I am ever in a relationship.
We do still use our flatware. That's held up pretty well. The glasses we got are long since binned. The formal china comes out twice a year at most, and has to be stored.
Ten years in, we're at the point where we need to replace almost every household thing we got for our wedding. Most of the knives from the flatware set have been lost. All but one of the salad plates has been broken. I think we maybe have two glasses that match?
And the espresso machine was yardsaled 8 years ago, since we never had room for it.
He will! Honest! If I can do it, so can he!
Excellent point!
Maybe it's cause I'm a writer who routinely dresses like shit, or maybe it's hard for me to be *truly* atypical and deal with how the show presents Liz Lemon's Hollywood Ugly
Erika, that's one thing that rubs me about 30 Rock. If Tina Fey is ugly, I'm the Elephant Man.
We never got towels, but we did get a TV (THANKS, Buffistas!) and an espresso machine (thanks, Mom and Dad!). It's all good.
I made it to Detroit and back. I slept 12 hours last night in my own bed. Man, I still am tired and feel stupid mentally. I forgot how to type in 6 days, I swear.
Ten years in, we're at the point where we need to replace almost every household thing we got for our wedding.
We were really young, and already living together (thus, we had a toaster, and a TV, etc.), and registering apparently never occurred to anyone. But our friends were the same age and had no money, either, so we got some gift cards and an ice bucket, and one or two fancy dinner china-type things, most of which are gone now, and were never used anyway.
Although I keep on having to remind myself I'm in a relationship--occasionally I slip back into thinking, "I'll never be in a relationship" before going, "WTF? Why am I still feeling that?"
I kinda slipped in that feeling when I was first with Will. I think part of it was long distance. I didn't see him very often so occasionally I'd still think of myself as relationship-less.
