Crash! Bang!

Last night was not exactly the kind of excitement most people are looking for on their anniversary. We were in the middle of a very nice (if I do say so myself) dinner when a huge crash came from the kitchen. The kind of crash that immediately conjures broken glass.

We rushed down the hall to find that the cats had been playing on top of the cabinets. They’re usually so careful about brushing up against anything, so I suspect that they were chasing each other. Whatever happened, one of them knocked a clear glass vase off the cabinet. It crashed to the counter where it splintered into a million pieces–all over the counter and the floor. Glass was everywhere, from tiny shards to large chunks. There was no way to tell if any had landed in what was left of my signature salad, so we ended up tossing most of that (we’d each already had a bowl, but we love this salad and usually end up eating the entire large salad bowl full in one meal). We spent most of the next hour cleaning up. What a disappointment.

At least the cats didn’t get hurt. And I suppose, if you look on the bright side, neither did we. This could easily have happened while one or both of us were in the kitchen. If it had I’m sure we would have been covered in glass–and quite possibly bleeding.

Guess you have to be thankful for what you can.