Thursday, June 9, 2011

My Mama Never Told Me Life Is Like A Box of Chocolates

Did yours?

That doesn't mean it's not--or it can't be--'cause truth is, before you open the envelope, you never know what you're gonna get. I believe this. So, maybe that's why I set out to make a  letter box. Well, maybe. Then maybe not, since the truth is, I had a block of styrofoam I couldn't bear trashing. I held onto it until this past weekend. Did I mention JC came home? Yep, he was here until Monday afternoon. Seemed like the first thing he complained about was that 5 X 8 block. I dared him to get rid of it. Wasn't sure what I'd do if he did, but still . . . I was for real.

I think an idea began percolating the moment I pulled it from the box it came in. One man's trash is a woman's treasure. Or it can be. So, I went downstairs Monday night, and picked up the first things that appealed to me: A spatula and a serrated knife. Upstairs again, I picked up the large glass cutting board and a cutting pad, and set to work. Not having a clue to what I'd do . . . Maybe I did by the time I made the initial slice, since things just kinda came together like they'd been planned on some cosmic drawing board.

A single slice and I had two halves of styrofoam. The spatula was perfect for outlining the edges. I used my nails to scoop out the insides. Once more--spatula to the rescue, for pressing and flattening. Erin, remember all that filler paper I've been saving? Well, two sheets came in handy for wrapping the outsides. See?

It made a great liner, too.

And that paper tape I picked up on sale? Well, it "just happened to be" the right color, and what do you know? The word "chocolate" is printed on it. How magical is that?

You know how Whitman's sampler has the names of all those chocolates laid out in the lid? Well, hello. The fact that I like the alphabet has nothing to do with serendipity, creativity, or imagination. Nor does this little fyi I want to share here: I dated a guy who worked for the local pharmacy when I was in high school. He brought me so many boxes of chocolates, they lost their special-ness. Wonder if that had anything to do with me not watching the Gump movie? I read the book though. That was way before they made the movie.

I wrote my letter after my doctor's visit. Three double sided pages. I included one of my favorite buttons in lieu of chocolate. Hope the connection doesn't go unnoticed. I really like that button.

Well, here it is--all wrapped up, tied up, and sealed. Wonder how much a box of words will weigh? Care to guess.


  1. wow the ideas you come up with my dear . Oh buttons , buttons who has the buttons ? take care my dear and hope you are feeling better .

    A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one."
    — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

  2. I have no clue what a box of words would cost..but my goodness is that one AWESOME looking box! I also loved the idea of sending something personal (like the button). Somehow I am sure the recipient will get the connection. =)

  3. So beautiful! My grandma left me a box of old buttons, we recently used them with ribbon to decorate Mason jars and make flower vases for a party here at my house. Your handwriting is so elegant... reminds me of my grandmother's handwriting. :)

  4. I'm beginning to think I shouldn't post a piece until the next day when I can't think clearly. I forgot to write how a letter really is like a box of chocolates: You never know what's inside the envelope until you open it. Any number of goodies come out: words, stories, quotes, art, embellishments . . .

    phonelady you just reminded me of an idea for a future post on another blog: Buttons, buttons . . . My mom's button box!

    PT, I'll let you know the weight of words once I mail my little box.

    I appreciate both of your comments. Thanks. :D

  5. Hey, Tori! I like what you did with your buttons. Did you post photos of the results? Thanks for saying something so nice about my handwriting. Writing to the lovely people who write to me is good physical therapy for what ails me, and it's great mental therapy for the times when the pain seems to be winning. :)

    I enjoy your blog. You're a fine cook and an amazing teacher. You make it all look so easy, and learning something new is always fun. Thanks for stopping by, and for leaving a lovely comment.

    The Kosher Guide to Imaginary Animals sounds like a gift I think I'll buy for a special friend. I still feel Elaine Mami should win. LOL! Wonder what my letter writing friends would say if it were put to a vote. I hope they'll check it out:

  6. Hey, Pen Thief. That box of words cost $1.88. Talk is still cheap, huh? :)

  7. Pen Thief, thanks for liking my box. :D I hope you're right about the person who gets my button.