Happiness came to my house today in a white cardboard box.
My sister went to Minneapolis last weekend and brought me two sets of white dishes. I've been wanting plain white dishes for many years, but I couldn't justify it. My existing set of vibrant blue and purple dishes is apparently indestructible; in their 10+ years of service, not one dish has broken. It goes against all of my anti-stuff beliefs, but I finally got tired of wishing and waiting for breakage. I will donate the complete set to someone in need of blue and purple dishes, so it's not really a waste, right??