Boxes and boxes of flowers, candles (but alas, no gold, green glittery ones), candle holders, tulle, lanterns, wreaths, glue guns, lights, trees, napkins, fake china, my 7th grade science teacher Mr. Dewberry, cups, votives, fabric swatches, olive oil dispensers...the list could go on for days.
And where are all these precious treasures being stored? Why, in the only room in the house that doesn't have
Overnight, his office has been transformed into a bargain bin craft store.
Lots of foot traffic in his office lately. Lots of browsing going on. Lots of time spent deciding the perfect spot for each new box that arrives from Ted. Who's Ted? Ted is the UPS guy that we used to see once every 8 months.
Our families are now spending Thanksgiving together this year.
I guess it could be worse. I know that soon, all the boxes will be empty and their treasures will be tucked away for safe keeping (or sold on craigslist). And the father of the bride will have his office back.
I just hope I can send Mr. Dewberry back C.O.D.
As usual great post, but you have me intrigued with Mr. Dewberry. Do you have his picture, his ashes, (if he has departed)...???
ReplyDeleteSadly I don't know what ever happened to Mr. Dewberry :( but he was my favorite teacher at Largo Middle. First day of class he had his name on the board with a crown drawn above it, and he said to the class, "just call me King Dewberry"
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