Tis the Season for Breaking
in the two weeks getting ready for christmas i (and my mom) managed to break:
- a gigantic gag-champagne glass, meant to be re-gifted, by hitting my head on a basket hanging from the basement ceiling, having it fall, and break the glass
- my favorite little tuilip-shaped shot glass, pilfered from a pub in Amsterdam
-my mom broke a vial of eye serum
-I broke (an evidently non-tempered) glass mug by pouring tea into it and having it spontaneously break in two, hit the floor, and shatter into bits, as i scrambled to avoid the rain of glass.
-my mom cut her hand on an unsheathed mandala in a drawer
-I cut my hand on a shard of glass while cleaning the bathroom floor (an unnoticed shard from the vial of eye serum)
-then my mom broke a pair of missing reading glasses, unexpectedly located in a christmas gift box, which then fell out onto the floor and broke in two
at least no one got seriously hurt, and the reign of glass seems to be over..
- a gigantic gag-champagne glass, meant to be re-gifted, by hitting my head on a basket hanging from the basement ceiling, having it fall, and break the glass
- my favorite little tuilip-shaped shot glass, pilfered from a pub in Amsterdam
-my mom broke a vial of eye serum
-I broke (an evidently non-tempered) glass mug by pouring tea into it and having it spontaneously break in two, hit the floor, and shatter into bits, as i scrambled to avoid the rain of glass.
-my mom cut her hand on an unsheathed mandala in a drawer
-I cut my hand on a shard of glass while cleaning the bathroom floor (an unnoticed shard from the vial of eye serum)
-then my mom broke a pair of missing reading glasses, unexpectedly located in a christmas gift box, which then fell out onto the floor and broke in two
at least no one got seriously hurt, and the reign of glass seems to be over..