tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post6383123274698465030..comments2024-03-24T18:43:18.706-04:00Comments on Darwinfish 2: Breaking Thingsbluzdudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-48242317182176988772020-07-04T14:15:55.339-04:002020-07-04T14:15:55.339-04:00Wow, I haven't thought about this post in ages...Wow, I haven't thought about this post in ages. It still fits though and I'm still protective over my stuff. But Sweetpea is nothing like Pinky in this respect. She's terrified she'll break something of mine.<br /><br />I have this set of AC/DC pint glasses that, now that she's broken a couple of her own pint glasses, there's room in the cabinet. My glasses were a Christmas gift, picked out by my nephew around 10 years ago. Sweetpea will not touch them, for fear of something happening. <br /><br />I never should have posted pix of those two drink glasses because now they're both gone. A very short-term GF who came between Pinky and Sweetpea broke the baseball glass. I don't remember what happened to the Coke glass... I might have busted that one myself. They had good runs though.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-74572629498988298492020-07-02T05:34:06.266-04:002020-07-02T05:34:06.266-04:00Even though this way back in 2013, it's still ...Even though this way back in 2013, it's still a good topic because I feel EXACTLY the same way you do. Sorry Pinky The Ex. I'm a Keeper and a Collector, so I have gifts, cards and other stuff that I treasure. Some from years and years ago. I cringe inside if someone picks up a toy in the package and manhandles it, or puts a collectible Dallas mug on the eye of the stove which was never turned off, and now lies broken somewhere in mug heaven. I just think people should be careful, including myself. If a person knows they have issues, I say eat on paper plates and drink from plastic cups. If you can't help touching other people's stuff that you know they've had for years and years, admire it from afar or get out the long lens and take pics that you can look at from home.(lol) Going through a few things, so I thought I'd stop over here for a laugh or two. Happy Thursday to you guys and air hugs, ROROhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07417463444013920901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-74708543917735048622013-03-03T17:47:52.067-05:002013-03-03T17:47:52.067-05:00That whole thing sounds like a Mousetrap game setu...That whole thing sounds like a Mousetrap game setup. You probably couldn't have set it up any better, on purpose.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-9470788031538848302013-03-03T16:44:35.400-05:002013-03-03T16:44:35.400-05:00This sounds like a conversation that regularly hap...This sounds like a conversation that regularly happens in my house. I don't think I should necessarily have a "breaking allowance," but I swear I have some sort of electric field that just makes things shatter around me. Just the other day I was walking out of the kitchen when I heard a loud crash. When I closed the fridge door, it shook something on top of the fridge, which landed on a pyrex measuring cup that just happened to be placed in the right spot on the counter which then hit the floor and shattered everywhere. Mark came in the room and immediately started to chew me out about it, which infuriated me. I finally got the words in to explain the freak accident. I don't know why this always happens, but we try to just use the plastic Mardi Gras cups as much as possible.Jessica R.http://www.leelafish.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-1237847152098072092013-02-28T17:49:22.789-05:002013-02-28T17:49:22.789-05:001-2 things are normal if you’re a clutz.
Buying s...1-2 things are normal if you’re a clutz.<br /><br />Buying some new dishes does nothing to “replace” the existing dishes, that were special to me.<br /><br />The napkins aren’t sacred. They’re just an example.<br />bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-24579924466802593102013-02-28T17:49:06.427-05:002013-02-28T17:49:06.427-05:00That’s what retirement is for.That’s what retirement is for.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-50695821170132966592013-02-28T17:48:41.845-05:002013-02-28T17:48:41.845-05:00I’m trying not to allow myself to be “spoiled” lik...I’m trying not to allow myself to be “spoiled” like that either. I know I have enough money that I can replace things every so often. But I think if you accept frittering away your cash due to replacing broken stuff or tearing through your resources, before long you’re back in a money crunch.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-12717014325720239992013-02-28T11:26:40.949-05:002013-02-28T11:26:40.949-05:00Conclusion, breaking 1-2 things a year is indeed n...Conclusion, breaking 1-2 things a year is indeed normal.<br /><br />The plastic glasses I asked for...<br /><br />It took six years to chip five dishes and I replaced them.<br /><br />And I was very sorry for it.<br /><br /> Napkins I do not consider sacred.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-90358644349848187602013-02-28T00:10:49.546-05:002013-02-28T00:10:49.546-05:00You can't take it with you eventually you have...You can't take it with you eventually you have to break it or you'll need a canyon to bury your ass in not the Grand Canyon but you have time to collect more stuff !!!!!Reeeiknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-10261950498516069402013-02-27T23:38:05.635-05:002013-02-27T23:38:05.635-05:00I'd say we break things with a fair amount of ...I'd say we break things with a fair amount of regularity, and it's usually before we've had our daily coffee. Wine glasses tend to get broken while washing, and as long as I don't end up with stitches, I accept it. <br />I do try to stretch things out more then my better half, but it's been along time since he's ever wanted for cash, whereas the feeling of being broke is much fresher in my mind. Easy to get spoiled quicklyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-4531475151931438442013-02-27T20:19:35.655-05:002013-02-27T20:19:35.655-05:00That’s kind of my way of dealing with life’s irrit...That’s kind of my way of dealing with life’s irritations as well, whether it’s a broken glass or some numbnut rolling a stop sign. I let it out, usually with some colorful metaphors, and then let it go. Bottling it up doesn’t help… (like when Jack Donaghey bottles up a problem and crushes it in his mind-vise), I’d rather see it, process it and then move on. But then sometimes the “processing” leads to escalation of the disagreement, and next thing you know, a half hour of your life has been wasted.<br /> <br />At least your hubs was sorry about it, and didn’t just act like it was inevitable and so commonplace, it didn’t warrant mentioning.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-263881671820259462013-02-27T20:18:45.305-05:002013-02-27T20:18:45.305-05:00With that “Almost a Basketball Team” full of kids,...With that “Almost a Basketball Team” full of kids, I figure breakage is unavoidable.<br /> <br />And I know I said it on your site, but let me say here, Congratulations on your newest little chillun, Audrey Rose. I’m sure she’ll be your little partner in bad-assery in no time. Now here I am, a “Bluncle” (blog uncle) 4 times over.<br /> <br />(You guys, check out Cassie’s site [button on the right] for pics of her newest addition.)bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-87766966916270873412013-02-27T20:17:56.222-05:002013-02-27T20:17:56.222-05:00You may be. But I don’t think Pinky would charact...You may be. But I don’t think Pinky would characterize herself as clumsy. Maybe she gets to keep breaking things, but has to admit that she’s clumsy.<br />bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-70092848865612490832013-02-27T20:17:17.663-05:002013-02-27T20:17:17.663-05:00At least you feel bad about it. And I bought Pink...At least you feel bad about it. And I bought Pinky a set of tall plastic tumblers, for the same reason. They’re cheap, but indestructible.<br /> <br />As I’ve written about before, I believe in The List. As things get low or run out, we put it on The List. Then as long as The List gets taken to the store, (and actually consulted) we’re OK. But my beef is with the thought that “since we have such a pile of “whatever,” it’s OK to over-use and tear through it, as opposed to trying to make it last.<br /> <br />I think we may be born to our tendencies. I was definitely born a “stretcher.” My siblings, not so much. It used to piss me off… they’d both scarf up their candy (on Easter or Halloween) while I conserved my stash. Then they’d want some of mine, and whine to my parents, <i>“Bluz won’t shaaaaaare…”</i> Drove me crazy. “Won’t share” is a parent’s Achilles Heel… they can’t bear to hear it and won’t wait for explanations. As Bill Cosby once said, “Parents aren’t interesting in ‘justice,’ they’re interested in ‘quiet.’”bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-74026371463284585002013-02-27T20:16:27.081-05:002013-02-27T20:16:27.081-05:00All my stuff is treasure. “Cheap” treasure, but t...All my stuff is treasure. “Cheap” treasure, but treasure none the less.<br />bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-48745930385358928682013-02-27T10:50:50.346-05:002013-02-27T10:50:50.346-05:00Oh boy, this. I rarely break things, but it does ...Oh boy, this. I rarely break things, but it does happen every once in a while and I am devestated. I used to work for Pampered Chef (that's kitchen supplies for you uninitiated), and I gained quite a kitchen full of fine items, including cooking stones and dishes. Last year, one of the stones that I used all the time and that they don't sell anymore, slid out of the cupboard and hit the floor, breaking into many pieces. I was so upset. Technically, I'M the one who broke it, but really it was whoever put it in the cabinet all haphazardly to fall out. I was so sad.<br /><br />THEN, just a couple of weeks ago, the hubs broke a dish that they also don't sell anymore as he was taking it off the table. Just one of those bizarre things where he grabbed it and happened to hit it against a chair as his hand was going by it, and it just shattered. I was very upset, but not mad at him. It was an accident and he wasn't being careless. The toddler inside of me wanted to yell at him, but I held it in and was an adult about it. He was upset as well, because he really liked those dishes and "used them all the time." I was like, well . . . you probably shouldn't have broken it, then! Yeah, did I say I kept it in? Mostly . . . <br /><br />Anyway, it happens occasionally, not too often. We try not to get too upset, and move on with our lives. Still peeved about that stone, though . . .<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-81308335188120910212013-02-26T23:40:38.394-05:002013-02-26T23:40:38.394-05:00My husband has a "break it, lose it, replace ...My husband has a "break it, lose it, replace it" fund every year. We're due for new glass ware by at least 2014. Sometimes we just have to live and let live. <br /><br />And this is why we can't have nice things.Cassiehttp://www.whosmydaddy.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-8715707268709571212013-02-26T22:49:32.212-05:002013-02-26T22:49:32.212-05:00I wish I were more like you. I'm always break...I wish I were more like you. I'm always breaking something. But I don't think it's a lack of respect. I think I'm just fraking clumsey!!<br /><br />Hugs!<br /><br />ValerieValeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15463173488099670688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-28598266534051116782013-02-26T21:52:36.709-05:002013-02-26T21:52:36.709-05:00I save things, hate to throw anything away. I stil...I save things, hate to throw anything away. I still wear a skirt I got when I was student teaching in 1993 on occasion. Unfortunately, I am klutzy and devoid of grace, so I tend to break a dish or glass at least once a year, which bothers me a lot and is why I prefer to drink out of plastic. Hubby pretty much breaks nothing but gets to hear me drop things all the time.<br /><br />As for groceries, we both like to have backups of most things. Hubby tends to get on my case if we run out of something and I don't notice because it is my job (mind you keeping track of things was my job even when hubby did the shopping a few years ago). He threatens at least once a month to take over the shopping for this reason. But he never does. I guess we are just used to that annoying dance!<br /><br />I do, however, remember as a kid when my mom would buy Soft Batch cookies. My brothers and I would eat them within a day or three, and then we had nothing. We never learned. But those cookies were so good.Faciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12165861407055831754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-14673180085199142432013-02-26T20:32:24.397-05:002013-02-26T20:32:24.397-05:00Respect each other's stuff, no matter what. H...Respect each other's stuff, no matter what. Her trivia may be your treasure. And vice versa. RESPECT!mary annnoreply@blogger.com