I wasn't going to blog today. I have been thinking of blogging every couple of days to give my life a little more balance (I do work full time).
But then, tonight I heard a crash. I thought it was Jason taking out the recyclables. Then, I heard him call upstairs and ask me what shattered.
"I have no idea; I thought it was you," I called downstairs.
And then I heard him, "Oh no . . . Steph it was your platter."
You know, this one that I blogged about just two days ago.
Note to anyone who is planning to monogram a platter:
Use a plate stand or secure the platter somehow to your shelf.
I'm devastated.
