Silver Platter

So the other day, I posted about it being sweater weather (in which I failed to mention that I'm wearing a sweater that I saw Abbie Rufener wearing last year and which I bought because of how great it was). Also, there was an opportunity at work for me to get a sample bag that I had helped develop (I did the lining for it). I thought it would make a nice surprise for Murray's mom, who's the greatest.

Later that night, when I saw Murray's mom, she told us that Tuesdays were "Ross" day (she loves shopping) and she had bought me a sweater in honor of sweater weather. So I gave her the bag I got her from work. And then we basked in the joy that was our own mini-Christmas.



It reminded me of my third date with Murray whereat we both showed up with gifts. It's so nice when fate works out that way---that you both choose the same day to give a spontaneous gift. What if I had waited one more date to give Murray the commemorative magnets I gave him? He would have thought that I was giving them out of obligation. Same with the sweater and bag---had I waited another day, Murray's mom might have thought that I was giving her a bag because I felt I needed to. Sometimes, things just work out perfectly.

When I told El Senor about the sweater, he said: "You suck. Life is handed to you on a silver platter."

If "life is handed to you on a silver platter" means "you're getting really good in-laws" he's right. It's not surprising that Murray is so sweet considering the family he comes from. We spend a lot of time with his parents and his brother and brother's girlfriend. When I am down for the weekends or on weeknights, I sleep at their house instead of driving home late at night. This gives opportunities for pajama parties. Who doesn't like a good pajama party? And on Sundays, we all have Sunday dinner together. This cracks me up: Not too long ago, the two unmarried sons would come home every week for Sunday dinner. (Murray's three sisters have all been married for years.) And as I understand it, conversation would often turn to dating and marriage, etc. Now, the sons are both attached and Sunday dinners have suddenly become a party. I can't imagine what would ever make parents happier.

There's some discussion of what everyone's blog name will be (the brother, Steve, is settled), and some day I may have to tackle the job of making everyone into a cartoon. We'll figure that all out as we go along.

11 comments:

Murray Terreno di Amore said...

I have the best fiancée that ever was or is.

I'm telling you....sunday dinner is a million times better now that my brother and I don't get the "you need to find a wife" talk every week.

I love this girl........er....woman.

cropstar5 said...

i'm jealous of your life

AzĂșcar said...

Having great in-laws is so fun. My MIL and I can go shopping for hours, talk on the phone for days. Is it wrong that I like her more than her son likes her?

Rachel said...

As per our conversation yesterday, I would hardly say that you have everything handed to you on a silver platter. You earned it all, baby!

Abbie said...

Thanks for the little shout out. :) I wore our sweater today and enjoyed the sweater weather.

natali said...

i like that we go on double dates. well your brother doesnt pay but he picks me up so i am counting it. oh and i like your sweaters. so cute.

The yelloest dello said...

So cute! I too love your sweaters,and life,and job, aaaaaand,your hat.

P.S. I have a new blog
diarysofayellodello.blogspot.com! and yes just another example of my horrid spelling skills.

The yelloest dello said...

p.s.ss...... this is lola.

The Holyoaks said...

How come no one is commenting on the fact that you are brown-nosing the in-laws?

Rissa and Jared said...

hi...i found your blog through a friend and read about your upcoming wedding. Congrats! I'm getting married on October 13 in Salt Lake. If you are still looking for caterers, florists, or vendors, I've been through masses of them and would be happy to recommend (or not) any of them! Good good luck!

jennie said...

I love it! I can totally picture Sunday dinner with the awkward, "you need to find a wife" topic. What a blessing you are to that whole family!!! See you tomorrow!