We took a fancy to this inventive glassware by Bodum about three years ago.
We found them at an outlet center. They come in sets of two, and so do we, so we bought one set. They are wondrous little things. They are double-walled so they don’t sweat and the liquid looks like it is floating. They are simple but elegant. And they are the perfect size for a small glass of wine or a mixed drink.
At the time we lived in a house with ceramic tile floors. Yep, you guessed it. About a year later, we learned first hand that ceramic and glass don’t go so well together.
We headed back to outlet center and bought another set. Now we had three.
I’m sure you can guess where this is going.
About three or four months ago, I was unloading the dishwasher and one of them slipped out of my hand. It barely fell a few inches, back into the dishwasher. But that was enough. They are delicate. At least we still had two, I said. Two was good. Two was all we really needed.
Flash forward to this weekend.
We had finished dinner and were watching a little tv. Our kitchen is open to the living room. Don had finished his drink and left the empty glass sitting, alone and exposed, on the kitchen island. (See illustration.)
I noticed it and thought about moving it or saying something but didn’t. I guess I thought I was over-thinking things or that Don would think I was being a pest. What harm can come to it? Our island is huge – 45″ by 57″. (Makes for great quilt working space.) There’s really little chance it could get knocked off or anything. But, the island is a little bouncy – it’s not solidly attached to the cabinets underneath. So it moves a little when you put pressure on it. It’s annoying but never really been a problem before.
For those that don’t know, we have two cats. One is fat. One is thin. We’ve worried off and on, since fatty (Olli) joined our home three years ago, that he eats all the food before the thin one (Milo) gets any. As a solution, we keep a small bowl for Milo above the upper cupboards in the kitchen. So Milo must jump up on the island, jump to the top of the fridge, and on up to the top of the cupboards, to get to his food.
(I know, people are cringing at the thought that we allow our cats to walk around on the island. It’s a battle I choose not to fight. I use bleach to clean it frequently and console myself that at least they don’t get on the other counters.)
So, there we were, quietly enjoying our evening. Milo was up top enjoying some dinner, and Olli was lounging on the island. (Yes, I know. Sorry folks. It happens.) And then, cosmic forces aligned in our disfavor – out of the corner of my eye I saw it all. Milo jumped down. The island bounced. The glass jumped into the air. Both cats were startled and jumped as well, while the glass was still hovering. Then the glass and the cats all came down in the same instant. The glass shattered and both cats whizzed from the island like torpedoes. Glass everywhere. It was a glorious dance of destruction, an epic failure, that took mere seconds, and left us both stunned by the bizarre feat of physics.
And then there was 1.
All I could think was, “why the hell didn’t I move the damn glass?”
Since it seems that glass isn’t our style, we are happy to have also found Tervis Tumblers. They also employ the double-walled technique to insulate your drink and prevent condensation. They are plastic and have a lifetime guarantee. We only have two. I think we’ll be buying more.
People are always telling me that change is good. But all that means is that something you didn’t want to happen has happened.
~ Meg Ryan