Late night and in the fog

Ok so late last night I had this almost terminal brain fart
I’m in the upstairs kitchen with my daughter and we are going to make orange smoothies, so I’m running on 3 cylinders out of 8 and I’m a little foggy. I need to break up some ice to put in the smoothie and the ice is frozen into a solid lump and thru my fog I realize I must break up the ice
Instead of dropping the dad burned bag on the floor I reach out and grab this very solid looking glass vase. I commence with the massage on the ice bag and my Daughter looks at me and says ”WHAT THE F---?“ as my wife says “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” and I flash them both the "What?" I’m an idiot look , and at that exact moment in time I have an Epiphany, or was it an apostrophe? Anyway and in my sweaty hand I feel not molded glass but defined lines….yes cut glass……..Oh my lord I have a chunk of Waterford crystal in my paw. I set down said piece of art and ask “What is a piece of crystal doing out of the china cabinet”And someone puts a hammer in my hand and says “use this …or your head”