I totally, 100%, without fingers crossed behind my back, accidentally broke two of my dinner plates this evening.
1. I am thankful that I did not slice off my toes (or my foot for that matter) and bleed to death while I was alone in the apartment.
2. I am thankful that now I have an excuse to replace these god-awful ugly plates I have.
They may very well may food look less appetizing just by being set on the plate, and now I have a perfectly good reason to support some wonderful local artisan and get something wonderful.
Good enough for me.
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