Sooo, a friend emailed in some distress, having had some rather horrific financial news crash in on her (if you’re from the provinces and have student loans due, you, too may receive this awful “pay-it-all-now-we’re-broke” news), and we thought we’d put together a quick care package. Said friend lives no longer in Ontario but Seattle, so in order for her to receive our gift, we had to fill out a Customs Declaration form.
Yeah. The best way to ruin a gift is to wrap it up nicely and then list on the outside everything inside, and its price. I mean, snipping off the price tag is so passé.
Hate that.
– D & T
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Always hated to fill out those forms. BUt you can be creative with your descriptions to mix it up a bit. One year I sent Nicole a care package with chicken bones which are a cinnamon candy with a chocolate core that are extruded in tubes that resemble bones. SOunds sort of sick, but they are a famous Maritime treat that were usually only available around Christmas time. They became "candy". And the Maple Butter was "tasty Maple Treat". I'm glad that it actually made it to her. Unlike the soap and CD that I sent one year.
Yes, I remember hating to list your gifts and approximate prices–really takes the mystery and fun out of it!
Heh, well maybe she won't look….
Nice gesture afterall 🙂
I'm usually very vague when I fill those things. 😉
I'm sure you're going to make her day when she receives her package from you.
Oh, btw, T: I'm enjoying MARE'S WAR very much. Still reading.
Paz