oh, tiffany.

so once upon a time (as in 2.5 years ago), i was given a pair of Tiffany champagne flutes.

wrapped up perfectly in that blue box with the adorning white ribbon, they have sat. and sat. and sat . . . and sat.

afraid to open the box and actually make use of such a gift, i think i was intimidated by these fine pieces of stemware. like "oh, i should wait to pull these out for when i have a fancy dinner party" . . . or . . . "i'll use those the next time an anniversay or special holiday comes around" . . .

well, people. i opened the box.

really, it was like ripping off a band-aid. because just as soon as i had oh so carefully taken the flutes out of their delicate foam packaging and rinsed them ever so gingerly in mild soap and water, did i realze:

IT'S A CHAMPAGNE FLUTE!

it a'int a liver or a heart or any other precious organ that i am rushing to the nearest hospital for transplant! it's glass! albeit very beautiful, nevermind expensive, glass. IT'S JUST GLASS! and no, i will NOT use them on nights when i feel like dancing on the coffee table, but i WILL USE THEM nonetheless.

why is that blue box so intimidating?!