I picked up a parcel on my way home from work today and holy sh*t was it heavy. I didn't think it was Jo's parcel, otherwise I would have gone home and gotten the car. My arms are still wobbly from carrying all that weight. Getting a parcel from Jo is like that feeling you get on Christmas morning. I get all giddy and cannot wait to uncover what she has found for me. Although she tends to spoil it and tells me about things she has found as she finds them but I have such a terrible memory it really doesn't matter. :)
Among the goodies are some fabrics from Ikea (there is no fabric at the Ottawa Ikea which is BEYOND RIDICULOUS and you can't order fabric on their website), Tibetan prayer flags, milk glass, sea shells, soup mugs, silver serving spoons, tiny glass bottles, a Hornsea creamer to match my canisters and coffee pot, a set of 3 Asian paintings, and a ceramic cat. A handle broke off one of the mugs (I can glue back) and a couple chips out of one of the china teacups (I can glue back), but then there's this below, which I sure as hell cannot glue back:
Ah well. It did travel halfway across the world. I bet it was pretty (she just emailed and told me this was a hanging planter). :)
THANK YOU JO!!!!