The Sugar Dish

Okay, I forgot until a few minutes ago that I wanted to write about this. 2 in the morning and I am washing socks and boxers so the dear husband does not stink going to work and school. I was washing out the coffee pot (like a good little wife) so Mike will have coffee in the morning when I spotted the sugar dish. This is no ordinary sugar dish, at least to me its not. I have wanted for years to have a nice, expensive, COMPLETE set of dishes. My mom bought me this about 2 years ago for Christmas. This was back when they had money so she could blow a few hundred on dishes and not think twice. Well, all I have left of my wonderful dishes are a serving bowl, 2 plates, a half dozen saucers, 1 bowl and 2 soup bowls. My precious sugar and creamer dishes were high up on the 3rd shelf in the cabinets hidden away in the back. Mike decides he needs to drink coffee every morning so he needs the sugar dish out. I argued and told him no that he would break it. Lo and behold, he came home this afternoon and said, I have something to tell you.... you didn't notice the sugar dish? Of course, my poor brain being run ragged by the kids, I don't notice much of anything anymore. I said nope, but I am guessing you broke it. Who would have guessed?