Icebuckets

George and I spent the weekend with two different sets of his married friends. There was one thing that stood out to me- married couples have a lot of nice things such as ice buckets. I have no particular use for one right now but when I give a dinner party it would be convenient to have out instead of the open tupperware bucket I use now. I guess my friends could care less- they're not there just for a fancy bucket.

A few months ago, George let me pick out a housewarming gift and my first choice was a silver-ware case. He flat out rejected that idea he wanted to give me something more... I think for every-day use. So he got me a track light for my dining area. I love the light b/c we picked it out together at HD and a few hours and some spackle later, it was up.

And then the post-installation obsession began. It's mainly revolved around the extra chord that's wrapped around the base. Between George and my father's feedback, I think it's more trouble than it's worth to "fix" and frankly I DON'T THINK IT LOOKS BAD. That's all my Dad could rant about the other night when I went home for dinner. That and his criticism of the dessert I schlepped 25 miles home. The last time I brought it home, from another bakery, he LOVED it. This time, he was a little miffed at why I got it. Thanks daddi-oh for reminding me why I'm grateful I don't have to put up with this every night (When I was actually home- not much towards the last year especially). He's just making fun of me b/c I'm not not around much but does it have to sound so much like my sister's ragging.

Last night, it was "you'll never be a good mother and can't handle child birth" all this because my nephew was fussy and I didn't want to change his diaper (not my duty) :).