When we moved in the spring of last year our cheap measuring cups were one of the many things we did not bring with us. A little over a year later Josh bought me some nice metal ones… for our anniversary.
I was quite pleased. I think that I will probably take them with us the next time that we move.
And yes, I am a little impressed with myself for living for over a year without measuring cups. Alas, it means that I have no idea how to recreate Josh’s favorite cookies ever since goodness knows how much of each ingredient I really used!