Showing posts with label Tiffany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tiffany. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Tiffany Delivers

I'd been waiting for the box since Thursday when it happened. I carefully tracked it as it crossed the country on its way from the east coast to the Midwest. Soon it would be at my front door and I would be able to sleep better that night, once it was in my possession.

The big blue box arrived today with four new Tiffany coffee mugs individually wrapped in white tissue paper, bubble wrap with small bubbles, and bubble wrap with large bubbles. They were in perfect form. Tomorrow coffee will again taste better and look stunning as it is gulped from one of the seven mugs. It will be so simple. Pour in coffee, add half-and-half, pull toward lips, caress cup, pour into mouth, savor the flavor and swallow. Tiffany really delivers.

Friday, November 2, 2007

Tiffany Cup No More

Gifts received from others are always appreciated, but gifts received that one actually likes are cherished. Last Christmas I received four Tiffany Company china coffee mugs from Blogger Boy. I have protected these cups -- they were four for $180, (I looked them up). They were beautiful large mugs, they were white with blue flowers on them, they made coffee taste better. They were from Blogger Boy.

Knowing the cleaning ladies were coming, I did what every woman in America does prior to the arrival of the cleaning crew: I cleaned. I carefully washed the two Tiffany mugs that had made our morning coffee taste better then it ever does in other cups. I lovingly placed the two Tiffany mugs in the stainless drying tray in the sink. I adoringly looked at the mugs, remembering the joy of receiving the big blue box. I recalled how careful the cleaning ladies have been, yet I agreed with myself, I should place the two Tiffany mugs back on the shelf, prior to the ladies arrival to clean. Just to be safe.

Working in my office I suddenly saw the long face of my husband as he approached. "I have some very bad news," he said. "Linda broke one of your Tiffany cups." I said nothing. "She will replace it." I said nothing, knowing I would never ask her to do so, and knowing they are sold in lots of four, not one by one. I have a friend with cancer, an aging mother, a few health issues, three successful children and a loving husband. "A Tiffany Company china coffee mug broke into a zillion pieces today when it fell to the floor of a suburban home," the news headline would read. "No one was injured." Four more Tiffany Company china coffee mugs are now on their way to the same grateful suburban home.