Don't Call Me Square

Okay I admit freely I have an addiction to dinnerware. Specifically, Homer Laughlin Fiestaware, is my dish addiction. If you don't believe me notice that I truly do have a multi-colored monkey tattooed on my back to prove my love (See profile photo for proof).I even have my own hook up for my drug of choice, Cornucopia in Kirkwood. I call it the place where Fiestaware lives. Last week I went to Cornucopia and as I walked down the stairs to fondle the lovely multi-colored beauties waiting for me. The closer I got to the display the more I felt I was walking into an alternate universe. I could even hear a scary soundtrack in my head as I walk over to see the new colors of Ivory, Chocolate, and Marigold.

A signed proclaimed "Square is Cool."

"What, What?" I asked myself. And there before me were square Fiestaware plates!

Seeing these plates made me feel as if the polar axis had shifted. I don't even know how to feel about this. Fiestaware is suppose to be round. It has been round since 1937. Why change now? Homer Laughlin did have a line of dishes called Revere Ware and it was square. But it did not have the distinctive Fiestaware design. I just can't seem to wrap my mind around this square shape.

I bought one plate to see if I could somehow get use to the idea of square dishes. I put the dish on my table and I am leaving it there. Every time I walk by I shudder and think this is just so wrong.

To make matters worst Homer Laughlin is producing square bowls and cups. I just don't know how I feel about this, square Fiestaware, What next Fiestaware paper plates?

Is that the reason so many tea-things are put out here?

Truthfully, I am not a very Christmassy kind of person. I just like getting the days off from work. I can get behind any holiday that allows me to be paid not to be at work. So, I try not to be a scrooge, but overall I dislike carols and the combination of red with green does not inspire me. That said, look at my beautiful Christmas present from my cuz. She knitted me this beautiful tea cozy out of Noro yarn. It looks especially (dare I say it) FABULOUS cuddled around one of my fiestaware teapots. I love it even if I did need a course on how to dress a teapot. I originally tried to put it on upside down.

I think about all the tea-things I possess and I am sure the Mad Hatter would be jealous. I could have a non-stop tea party for days, if I only had a longer table. Regardless, this is one more wonderful addition to the party.

Drink me!

So I have to think about this new job. Do I want to move to Jeff City is the question? Do I want to go for a job that I know I could do and I would be successful at or stay here and keep looking for something else? I like most of my life here. I have good friends and a basically functional relationship. Professionally this would be a perfect job for my culmination of professional experience. I would be appreciated (what a concept after the Collector's Office). This is truly a struggle. I wish I had a crystal ball to tell me which direction to go.

Anyway, I want to be a writer in the end so does it matter where I live?

Any thoughts on this would be greatly appreciated.

So I have three cats and they are remarkably restrained when if comes to my stash of yarn. However, one of the dogs got a cake of alpaca/silk blend yarn and dragged it around the house today. She unrolled it and left a puddle of yarn barf in my kitchen. It was very annoying. She is no longer allowed near my yarn (bad puppy!)