Cash in the Attic has ruined me.
Aug. 29th, 2006 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was at book club today, and we'd read this book called "Namesake" that has to do with a family originally from India, and the woman who hosted was actually from India, so she wore a sari, and served Indian food and gave us all bindis to wear.
Anyway, we were discussing the difference between arranged marriages and marriages for love, since the mother and father were from an arranged marriage and seemed to really like each other, and someone pointed out that in the book it states the husband would never have thought to bring flowers to his wife. Well Rebecca said something along the lines of how flowers aren't everything, and left and came back with a wooden box in which were 12 2 inch discs made of ivory, and on the front were beautifully rendered pictures from the Kama Sutra. She told us that it had been a gift to her mother, and was over a hundred years old.
Thanks to my Cash in the Attic addiction, however, my first thought was, "I wonder how much that would go for at auction." and I wished Jonty or Paul were there to tell me.
Sad, no?
And a quick Charlie story, I just came home, and still had the bindi on, and I showed it to Charlie, and told him what it was. "It's from India," I said.
"Oh," he says in surprise. "Did you go to India?"
"No, just book club."
"That's good. India's probably far away."
He was half asleep at the time, but it was still pretty funny.
Anyway, we were discussing the difference between arranged marriages and marriages for love, since the mother and father were from an arranged marriage and seemed to really like each other, and someone pointed out that in the book it states the husband would never have thought to bring flowers to his wife. Well Rebecca said something along the lines of how flowers aren't everything, and left and came back with a wooden box in which were 12 2 inch discs made of ivory, and on the front were beautifully rendered pictures from the Kama Sutra. She told us that it had been a gift to her mother, and was over a hundred years old.
Thanks to my Cash in the Attic addiction, however, my first thought was, "I wonder how much that would go for at auction." and I wished Jonty or Paul were there to tell me.
Sad, no?
And a quick Charlie story, I just came home, and still had the bindi on, and I showed it to Charlie, and told him what it was. "It's from India," I said.
"Oh," he says in surprise. "Did you go to India?"
"No, just book club."
"That's good. India's probably far away."
He was half asleep at the time, but it was still pretty funny.
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on 2006-08-30 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-30 03:23 am (UTC)Is Cash in the Attic one of those antique shows where they tell you what stuff you thought was junk is worth?
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on 2006-08-30 04:13 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-30 06:40 am (UTC)sleepie!Charlie is funny
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on 2006-08-30 07:29 am (UTC)Turns out? We were in Oberlin, OH, at my mother's alma mater (and my brother's current college) hanging out with a Russian immigrant friend of hers from her college days.
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on 2006-08-30 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-31 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-30 10:44 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-08-30 12:05 pm (UTC)And there is total chemistry between Jonty and Alistair.
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on 2006-08-31 08:53 am (UTC)I sometimes wonder if, taking abusive relationships out of the equation and allowing for the cultural differences and so on, there's not much difference between Love Marriages and Arranged Marriages after you get, oh, say, three or four years in. That omg-so-in-love feeling doesn't last forever, and you've got to develop the knack of living together in harmony before it fades, or your relationship is screwed. If you develop that knack while you're not "in love", well, mightn't you end up in the same place anyway?
I think it's complicated, but I do think a certain kind of love can grow. I think our society makes us think love needs to be fireworks, and I think it needs to be a lot more like a garden. I mean, fireworks are nice, but they don't go on forever.
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on 2006-08-31 11:04 am (UTC)That is beautifully put.