I love that my house hosts little pieces of all the foreign lands that my husband has set foot in. I have rugs, baskets, intricately-carved wooden boxes and pashminasfrom all over the Middle East.Jewelry from South America. Electronics *ahem* from Korea, and on and on.
However, there is a flip side tothis love ofexotic goods.
Like when my husband shipped a box of goods from Afghanistan which puzzled the heck out of me. Among the various items was something that I was shocked he bought, and even more shocked that he sent home.
It was a key chain sporting a local bug of some sort or another. The bug, all assets intact,was immortalized in resin and pressed between two pieces of plastic.
Huh?
I had absolutely no idea what I was to do with this key chain.Apparently, it had no particular significance to my husband, either. Well, except that he has a big heart and is a sucker for the children selling what would be deemed science projects in America.But, for somereason, Ikept that key chain for two years.Glad I did, too, because I finally found a great use for it.
It seems one of my nieces has developed an interest in bugs and spiders and allthings creepy-crawly.She even explained the word "nocturnal" to me and my father a few weeks ago.She's six.
Guess what one of her Christmas presents will be this year? Yeah, the science project will soon have a new residence. I'm happy, my husband is happy and she'll be happy, too. Life is good.
So, the next time your spouse sends you some oddball item, tuck it away - you never know when it might come in handy.
