"The idea is to die young as late as possible..." A. Montagu

Suicidal wine glasses....

A couple weeks ago, another one of our wine glasses jumped out of the cabinet to perish on our faux hardwood floor...

It wasn’t the first time...this p’ticklar set of wine glasses has been diminishing themselves since day one...

don’t ask me why...we try to provide a stable environment for them...a dry ‘n airy cabinet with similar glassware ‘n we certainly don’t abuse them with overuse....altho’ I s’poze that could be, might be the problem....maybe we just don’t drink enuff wine to keep ‘em happy....whatever the reason, out of the original set of six, we are now down to one...we keep him (or her) cozied up with the remnants of previous sets in hopes that they may take solace from each others company ‘n thus not feel suicidally lonely but I fear for this one remaining glass...depression is a terrible thing ‘n it must be terribly depressing to be the very last of such a close knit group....I guess I could just smash it on purpose but that seems too cruel....I have much too tender a heart for that type of behavior so we’ll just have to wait ‘n see....

Well, I believe that life is better’n death,if for no other reason that it’s less boring ‘n becuz it has strawberries ‘n ice cream in it...