an apple for the teacher

once in a while, i become absolutely FASCINATED with something that i can't justify purchasing because it's just plain crap, like it will end up in a yard sale kind of crap. but i end up dreaming about it (literally) and then i get it. if that's not a loud message from god (the dreaming part), then i don't know what would constitute as one.

6 months ago, we stopped by a harry and david shop to kill time before heading over to a friend's wedding reception. i saw this cute apple container with a leaf spoon in it and wanted to get it then, but honestly, what would i even use it for? did i hear you say NOTHING? YUP. nothing. it's as useful as a hello kitty sammich press. besides, my kitchen is already cluttered. i really didn't need this apple. really. so i walked away patting myself on my back for executing some will power.

6 months later, i kept thinking about it. not obsessively like single white female, more like, oh, how cute and round and shiny that apple container was and i'm SURE i could have found something to put in it....so when we were out in vegas last week, i saw it again so i picked it up. no denying it this time. it is still pretty useless, but it's as round and as shiny as i had remembered. i put these fancy shmancy salt crystals in them and use the spoon to sprinkle the salt on salads, paella, etc....yup, that's a stretch alright, but i bought it anyways.