This just in: First wedding present arrives
Okay, I don't consider myself a materialistic person. I was raised on garage sales, hand me downs, and special occasions. That said, I do love me some presents. I am not one of those people who say, "Oh, no, don't bother yourself with a gift." I LOVE getting presents. So, you know a way to make me feel better among this stress (besides offering Timberlake, Prince, and Brown--thanks for having my back, AMS & JLL!)? Send me one of the things I MOST WANTED on the wedding registry.
I made the registry somehow not really believing that we would get ANYTHING. If that doesn't spell out a hippie child from the 80's I don't know what does--dream it, but don't believe it. When I came home, Graham called from the living room: "Summer, there's a surprise for you..." I walked into the living room, and there was a giant box filled with GORGEOUS COOKWARE. Not to sound like a 1950's housewife, but it's MY DREAM COOKWARE. We took it out of the box, and it was so beautiful it made everything else in our home look instantly SHABBY. Now, THAT'S class. Suddenly, Graham and I started CLEANING like mad. We were like old tenants making way for the new ones--the cookware was moving in!
And what was the first thing we cooked in our Rolls Royce of cookware?
Hot dogs.
We're at the end of our refrigerator, being that we are leaving on Friday, and that's what we had. Dang if those hot dogs didn't GLEAM.
I made the registry somehow not really believing that we would get ANYTHING. If that doesn't spell out a hippie child from the 80's I don't know what does--dream it, but don't believe it. When I came home, Graham called from the living room: "Summer, there's a surprise for you..." I walked into the living room, and there was a giant box filled with GORGEOUS COOKWARE. Not to sound like a 1950's housewife, but it's MY DREAM COOKWARE. We took it out of the box, and it was so beautiful it made everything else in our home look instantly SHABBY. Now, THAT'S class. Suddenly, Graham and I started CLEANING like mad. We were like old tenants making way for the new ones--the cookware was moving in!
And what was the first thing we cooked in our Rolls Royce of cookware?
Hot dogs.
We're at the end of our refrigerator, being that we are leaving on Friday, and that's what we had. Dang if those hot dogs didn't GLEAM.
posted by Summer Pierre at
12:01 PM
5 Comments:
okay, can't bear that no one has commented yet, so word up! awesome post! gleaming dogs! ya'll ROCK!!
I was suprised who excited the Mister and I got about our wedding presents - in particular: the cutlery! We had been using this terrible hand-me down cutlery for years and pretty much had the same reaction as you when the new cutlery arrived.
Melanie from www.meli-mello.com
I bet they were the best hot dogs you'd ever tasted =D
&I think you should check my blog out. I gave you a Creative Blogger Award =]
Aren't wedding gifts the best? Never again will you get such a mound of loot-- and (almost) all of it stuff you really want! WOW! Now, won't you please post a link to the cookware so we can all drool over it?
Hot diggity dog! I only feel bad for you guys that you didn't have any dreamy, gleaming BEANS to go with the gleaming hot dogs.
My husband and I had such a small informal wedding that we didn't even sign up to get gifts and only a couple people offered them spontaneously. We are thinking of having a somewhat larger "Wedding Re-enactment" ceremony/ reception, though.(I guess we're a little offbeat compared to the other couples who leave comments here, because due to professional problems we are actually temporarily living in different CITIES and being a "commuter couple." Which ain't always fun!). Anyways, one of my last comments mentioned "Groove is in the hall," but it turns out the real title is "Groove is in the HEART." I thought it was "hall" like a DANCE "hall," -- and that would make sense, too, e.g. "We are bringing the groove into the dance hall." Anyways, it is an epic song, like, say, Blondie's "Call me." Superb.
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