My kids regularly remind me that I am not exactly "hip" (which you can tell because I used the word "hip"). This is in no way a surprise to me. I don't think I was ever particularly cool, even back in the day. But sometimes I do things that really seal the deal and earn me an especially exaggerated eye roll.
One of those came up this week.
I mentioned that my baby brother got married last Thursday. Our family was in charge of making treats for the reception -- and I can do that -- but I realized I really didn't have much in the way of serving trays to use to transport and present these sweets. In the past I have just covered a baking sheet with tinfoil and called it good, but that didn't exactly seem up to snuff for my brother's wedding.
So, being low on funds, I headed to DI (I know, I know, waaaay more classy) to see if I could find some serving trays that wouldn't cost a fortune. And I did! There were actually tons of great trays (I am not fully stocked on serving trays for the rest of my life...wait, no, I have children, they probably won't last that long).
However, after scoring big on trays I decided to meander the aisles and see if I could stumble upon any other treasures.
And I did.
Hidden on the bottom shelf of one aisle I spotted these two, unopened reams of 11x17 copy paper for $3.
We use TOOOONS of paper around here for everything from homework to wall decorations and this is good stuff.
Then came the part where my kidlets rolled their eyes because it occurred to me that if I chopped all 1000 sheets of the 11x17 in paper in half I would magically acquire 2000 sheets of 8.5x11 paper which is printer sized and in high demand around this house.
So I busted out my paper cutter and started chopping. I did not get even one single paper cut throughout the endeavor (that's a pretty big success if you ask me). My kids made fun of me while I sat in the living room singing to myself as I sliced five(ish) sheets at a time (my paper cutter is not exactly industrial strength). They said I was weird. They said this project was silly. They said I should just let them use the paper as it was. But I didn't listen (although I might have prophesied that this is the kind of person they could become too if they stayed in school). Despite the laughter, I kept at it.
And now I am the proud owner of a large mass of white copy paper in the perfect size for everything computer oriented. But my kids think I'm a dork.
I still call that a win.