Do I Really Need That?
Nov. 9, 2010 7:01 am
Updated: Nov. 13, 2010 3:52 am
I have a confession to make--I'm a terrible impulse shopper. For someone who is such a cheapskate this is not a good trait to have. I have a weakness for kitchen things of course; cookbooks and cookware are the worst. If it's pretty, I'm a goner. I
did manage to rein it in before I bought the $200 breadmaker last month, and realized after a few days that I didn't even really want it, I was just fascinated by all the things it made besides bread. My biggest budget buster is probably LeCreuset. I don't
know what it is about LC cookware, but I want it, I dream about it, I obsess over it. Last week I was pondering doing individual pumpkin custards for Thanksgiving dinner, so I went in search of ramekins. Instead I found the mini cocotte. It's an 8 oz covered
stoneware crock with tiny handles in a gorgeous deep blue. How could I ever pass up on anything so adorable? It's warranteed forever, it's on sale, the shipping is free....and it's my birthday next week. I saved it on my browser and waited until Hubs got
home to ask him if I could order them. He didn't shoot me down, but didn't look as thrilled as I felt, and eventually told me that if I needed it, go ahead and order it, but it was over our previously agreed upon birthday budget. Deflated but not deterred,
I kept it up on my browser for a couple more days.
Sunday night after the kids went to bed, I noticed that the DVR had kicked on. Curious, I checked to see what we were recording, and it was a new series I had scheduled on the WE channel called "Downsized". Generally I wouldn't watch this kind of thing while
Hubs is home because he isn't in love with all of the cooking/home improvement/"girlie" shows that I like, so I instead force the kids to watch them while I'm making dinner, but the family in this show is local, so I tuned it in. It's a show about a blended
family with 7 kids who are having serious money trouble since the Dad lost his business due to the bad economy. In this episode they're sitting around the kitchen table trying to come up with the last 90-some dollars for rent money. The son ended up selling
his most prized possession-his baseball mitt-to enable the family to stay in their home for another month. I cried. That night before I went to bed, I closed my browser window and put the mini cocottes out of my head. We'll be having pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving
and not individual pumpkin custards, from the LeCreuset pie plate that I already own. And my world did not crumble. I'm not even that sad. Perhaps it's because I'm getting older, wiser, whatever, but having pretty dishes just doesn't seem quite as important
as it once did. I have so much to be thankful for this holiday season, and none of it is cookware related. Have a blessed Tuesday, everyone.