The china room in the house made a lasting impression on me. It wasn't a particularly GRANDE room. The only people who really frequented it back in the day were The Help and those who would set the tables and get the place ready for a party. But, man. There was a TON OF CHINA. And I loved it! Every color! Every pattern! Some were especially "American" or "patriotic" (whatever the hell that means anymore) with large bald eagles in the center, etc. My little 12 year old mind decided right then and there: "One day, I will own a lot of china. It will have its own room. And I will use ALL OF IT."
Speed forward 11 years, and I became a bride-to-be. B-to-Bs are supposed to crave china like oxygen. But, I wasn't having any of it. I had learned in the past decade that china is (GOD FORBID) high maintenance. If there's a metallic rim on it, you can't put it in the microwave (something that the original owner of that historic house never had to worry about). And, many sets are not DISHWASHER SAFE. Well then, I had decided with some finality: "Screw that." (Sorry, but that's how I felt.)
UNTIL, that is, my mom found this on the Macy's website:
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I nearly died. Birds? Turquoise? Dishwasher and Microwave Safe Birds and Turquoise? Sign Me Up. And Sign Up I did.
But I didn't stop there. I also signed up for this:
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I use all of these dishes EVERYDAY. I love them. I will never get sick of them. But then something happened. I found something else. Something so remarkable that Ron nearly had to pick me up, swing me over his shoulder and carry me out of the Macy's last December before I embarrassed myself. I found this:
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