My mother has recently discovered the joy of ebaying. Each day I come home expecting there to be a ginormous box of something my mother purchased from the online auction site. Usually, the boxes contain statues or dolls from various European designers/companies, and I am continuously berated and deemed an ignoramus for not knowing what a Hummel/Goebel doll is. So sue me.
 The other day my sister came over, and I went through the house showing her the numerous new editions to my mom’s collection. We stopped by the fireplace, and I noticed something that I hadn’t seen before. It was a porcelain container on a small stand with with a lid. The handles of the lid were anchored by small porcelain angels.Â
My sister prompty screamed in horror and said, “Oh my god, it’s an urn!”